Y/N slowly opened his eyes looking at the pile of girls that were sleeping with him and groaned. Evreything in his body hurts. His legs arms chest evreything! He was suprised his pelvis hadn't been crushed into a fine powder after what stolas had done to him. He couldn't understand how blitzo could handle that side of stolas because he sure as hell couldn't.

Y/N slowly shuffled out of the bed making sure not to disturb any of the girls and entered the bathroom to have a shower. Y/N started to wash himself ignoring carnage who started to whistle.

Carnage: (Sexy whistle) Damn what a night! That must have been intense for you! So Y/N how's it feel to finally have a harem?

Y/N: I feel like I want to rip you from my body douse you with petrol and set you on fire.

Carnage: Aw come ooooon it wasn't that bad.

Y/N: It wasn't bad it was awful! Those four milked me like a damn cow! Stolas and blitzo were the worst they used evrey position know to man and don't remind me of what stolas did with that magic of hers!

Carnage: You may be pissed off at me now but in due time you'll be thanking me! And FYI I still may put more girls on my list so don't think I'm done yet!

Y/N: Carnage if you do a stunt like that again I swear I will set you on fire like guy fawkes on the fifth of september!

Y/N finishes his shower and leaves the mansion and jumps into his car ready to drive home and forget about the shenanigans from yesterday.

Y/N breathes a sigh of relief as he drives down the street and tunes into his radio and started to sing.

♬You ready!? Let's go!♬

♬Yeah for those of you that wanna know what we're all about
It's like this y'all! (Come on!) ♬

Y/N: ♬This is ten percent luck-

Twenty percent skill-

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will-

Five percent pleasure-

Fifty percent pain-

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

The light turns red and Y/N hits the gas and books it down the street.

Y/N:♬He doesn't need his name up in lights. He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic. He feels so unlike everybody else alone in spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em! He knows the code it's not about the salary it's all about reality and making some noise. Making a story making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down tak's picking it up.♬

Y/N races pass two police imps on bikes who starts to pursue him.

Y/N: ♬Who the hell is he anyway? he never really talks much.Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck. Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact that many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps. Put it together himself now the picture connects never asking for someone's help or to get some respect. He's only focused on what he wrote his will is beyond reach
and now it all unfolds the skill of an artist.♬

Y/N sees the cops behind him and grins before drifting into a tight courner.

Y/N: ♬This is twenty percent skill eighty percent beer be a hundred percent clear cause ryu is ill. Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames then heard him wrecking with The crystal method name of the game. Came back dropped Megadef took em to church. I like bleach man ryu had the stupidest verse.
This dude is the truth now everybody be giving him guest spots. His stock's through the roof i heard he fucking with S-Dot.♬

The two cops follow his lead but one of them drives into a dumpster and falls into it the lid closed trapping the imp.

Y/N: ♬This is ten percent luck-

Twenty percent skill-

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will-

Five percent pleasure-

Fifty percent pain-

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name.♬

Y/N enters a main road and sees a red light but speeds up instead of slowing down.

Y/N: ♬They call him Ryu he's sick and he's spitting fire and Mike
Got him out the dryer he's hot found him in fort minor with tak. What a fucking nihilist porcupine he's a prick he's a cock. The type women want to be with and rappers hope he get shot.
Eight years in the making patiently waiting to blow now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe.

He's got a partner in crime his shit is equally dope. You won't believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat. ♬

Y/N speeds through the red light spooking a truck driver who flips his rig and the last cop couldn't stop his bike in time and crashes into the container that the truck was carrying.

Y/N: ♬ He's not your every day on the block. He knows how to work with what he's got making his way to the top.
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's livin' proof that he rockin' the booth. He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice. Him and his crew are known around as one of the best dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent.
Forget Mike nobody really knows how or why he works so hard It seems like he's never got time. Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind. It's like a design is written in his head every time
before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme. And those motherfuckers he runs with the kids that he signed
ridiculous without even trying how do they do it?♬

♬ This is ten percent luck-

Twenty percent skill-

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will-

Five percent pleasure-

Fifty percent pain-

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name.

This is ten percent luck-

Twenty percent skill-

Fifteen percent concentrated power of will-

Five percent pleasure-

Fifty percent pain-

And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Y/N tapped the steering wheel as the song came to an end. He then noticed a red flashing light coming from his dash and recognised it as the fuel icon. His ride was about to run out of fuel and needed a refuel asap.

Y/N: Ah shit my car's outta juice. No biggie just gotta find the nearest gas station refuel and hit the road.

Y/N looked out of his window and gazed at his surroundings he had driven into the more impoverished parts of the city. Messy roads dirty sidewalks shady alleys the whole shabang not a good place to break down. Y/N messed with his GPS and searched up the whereabouts of the nearest gas station but the signal had gone this place didn't even have wifi it was THAT run down.

Y/N: Oh you've got to be kidding me.

Carnage: What's up Y/N?

Y/N: We're about to breakdown in a nasty part of town with no wifi and no knowledge of our surroundings.

Carnage: Ohhhhh shit that's not good. But relax if anyone tries to jump us let me handle it.

Y/N: Yeah whatever you say carnage.

Y/N parked his ride on a sidewalk just as it ran out of fuel and got out. He had parked beside a bar next to a ransacked liquor store and a burnt down library.

Carnage: What a "lovely" neighbourhood.

Y/N walked into the bar in hopes that someone could give him directions to a gas station. He put up his hood and walked towards the counter where an elderly imp was serving drinks.

Y/N: Hey uhhhh excuse me? My car broke down and I need fuel. Do you know where I could find the nearest gas station?

Imp: Hmmmm yeah it's a five minute walk from here. It has a crooked sign and five petrol pumps you can't miss it.

Y/N: Thanks.

Y/N walked away from the bar and walked towards the exit trying to avoid  being caught up in a fight between two burly imps. Y/N squeezed past the two imps and looked to the seating area where the rest of the bars customers were drinking. They consisted of imps who were dirt poor and were drinking away thier sorrows to other imps who were some form of criminal to the occasional bikers.

But there was ONE person that stood out from the crowd.....her apperance was unmistakable.

The black cowgirl hat-

Those golden eyes-

The tail-

The gold tooth-

The white hair-

It was her Y/N was damn sure of it.....

It was striker. She was sitting on a chair with her feet kicked up counting a wad of cash that she had earned from her most recent contract. Y/N couldn't believe his eyes of all the bars in hell she just had to be in this one.

Y/N: Shit it's striker you see her over there?

Carnage: Yeah but I don't think she's seen us yet.

Y/N: Then let's get out of here before she does. I don't want to deal with her right now.

Y/N was about to bolt when striker turned towards his direction and the two made eye contact. Y/N eyes widen while striker's eyes glowed a smile crept on her face she recognised the handsome fella from the festival the one that gave her a good woopin. Her hand reached towards her lasso one of her most valuable targets was in her sights and there was nothing getting in her way no stolas no blitzo nothing. And this time she was more prepared and had a few tricks under her sleeves.

Y/N: Shit she's seen us!

Carnage: Y/N run!

Y/N wasted no time and ran out of the bar and into a dark alleyway taking turn after turn hoping that striker would loose his trail. After atleast 5 minutes of running Y/N stopped to catch his breath confident that he had lost her.

Y/N: (Breathes) Jesus.....I've got to have lost her after that.

Carnage: Shit just got real fucking complicated all we wanted to do is get some fuel!

Y/N: Here's the plan we stick to the shadows get to the gas station grab some fuel refuel our ride and hightail it out of here! All we gotta do is pray we don't run into striker.

Carnage: You think she holds a grudge against us after what happened at the festival?

Y/N: Maybe carnage maybe.

????: Well lookie what we have here. Never thought I would see your pretty face again Y/N.

Y/N turned around and saw a pair of golden eyes looking at him from the shadows. Striker walks into view holding a small speaker in her left hand.

Y/N: Striker......

Striker: Awwww so you do renemember me? I'm touched honey.

Y/N: Of course I renemember you how could I forget the person that tried to off our only ticket to the living world?

Striker: Come on suger your still not wound up about all that are ya? It was business nothing more then that and nothing less.

Y/N: I don't want any trouble striker just back off and we can both walk away from this unscathed.

Striker: Sorry Y/N but no can do. I've been looking forward to seeing ya again I've been keen to spend some time with you just you and me.

Y/N: Wasn't the last time enough of a warning for you?

Y/N transforms into carnage.

Carnage: Do you I need to beat the crap out of you again?

Striker: You had the element of suprise the last time we met but this time you ain't so lucky parasite.

Carnage: THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME!?

Striker: I'll make myself crystal clear I want Y/N....not you. And this time I've got all the tools I need to force you on your knees.

Carnage: Try me thot!

Carnage charges towards striker who smirks and drops the speaker which plays a deafening high pitched squealing sound. Carnage holds his ears and starts to split from Y/N while screaming in pain.

Carnage: AHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Y/N: CARNAGE! STRIKER STOP YOUR GOING TO KILL HIM!

After taking too much carnage is forced to split from Y/N and backs off striker takes a molotov from her pocket and lights it and then threw it behind Y/N blocking carnage from reaching his host.

Striker: I've done my homework on you I've stuck to the shadows and watched how you fight and learned you strengths aswell as your weaknesses. And from what I've learnt sounds and fire are your two big weakpoints.

Carnage: No Y/N shit!

Y/N: RUN CARNAGE GET BACK TO OTHERS WARN THEM!

Carnage: No Y/N I'm not going to just-

Y/N: JUST DO IT GET OUT OF HERE!

Carnage takes one last look through the flames and sees striker pinning Y/N to the floor before choking him out. Carnage finds an open sewer grate and slides in and crawls away as striker claimed her prize.

Striker: Now that your alien partner is out of the way your going to come with me. Don't worry Y/N I'll be sure to take real good care of ya.

Striker smiled at the unconscious Y/N with hearts in her eyes and dragged him away into the shadows before the screen goes dark.