Arknights:Lungmen Joes

Chapter 1

Inside the Lungmen slums the people who were less fortunate lie as the walls crack and crumble as the clothing of these unfortunate civilians are either tattered, ragged, or both. Many of these civilians are also infected with the dreadful disease known as Oripathy, the cancerous disease with no cure that turns you into Originium.

While at an apartment complex that's suffering from the same decay and decline as the rest of the slums was an Aslan with his jet black hair looking like a lion's mane, his tail the same colour wearing average clothing or at least clothes one might expect in the slums pour but not ragged. He was sitting in a chair inside of his living room as he looked out the window next to the seat. Xavier Lancaster lived in this apartment since he was born.

Xavier: *sigh* Well at least I can sit here and contemplate on what to do after yesterday.

Xavier began to count the small amount of L.M.D. right next to him because he paid the bills and rent for the month and it almost drained him dry. A map of lungmen was on the wall with dotted blue lines across the slums area showing smuggling routes because he needed money to stay afloat even if he paid the bills with money that was off the books. It also helped him learn places in the slums he can use to get away.

After he counted the money he only had a thousand dollars worth hardly enough to pay for everything or anything. Sometimes he thinks he's being ripped off, he needs a new source of income and to do something good for once.

Xavier: Mum, Pa I hope you aren't looking at what I had to do to keep my head above water. Are there even any jobs that would hire an average bloke?

But as soon as Xavier finished his comment, he noticed some kind of commotion in the alley next to him. Xavier decided to investigate it and to his surprise, he saw a Vouivre being mugged by a group of Lupos with sketchy ass clothing. One of them held a short knife to Vouivre's neck, while another pointed a bat towards their back, and the last one held a crossbow to his knees. But what surprised Xavier was that the Vouivre in question wasn't even terrorfied in the slightest, the Vouivre looked more annoyed than anything. As Xavier got closer, he could hear the conversation a bit more clearly.

Mook 1:Yo! You better give us any valuables you have on you!

Mook 2:Yeah, you dig?!

Mook 3:Now do what we say or you'll be tasting pavement!

Male Vouivre:*snort*Seriously? That's how you're gonna threaten me bruv?

Mook 1:Whatchu say to us-

!SMACK!

To Xavier and Mook's surprise, the Vouivre suckered punch Mook 1 right outta the alley. The Vouivre then grabbed Mook 2 by the neck & threw him into the nearest open dumpster while Mook 3 started with a slack jaw.Mook 3 then got his knees to beg, but Vouivre had other plans.

Male Vouivre:Dude....are you seriously begging for me to beat your face in after you and your bruvs tried to mug me?

Mook 3:Uh....yes-

!SLAP!

Mook 3's hopes of escaping this altercation unharmed were dashed as the Vouivre pimp slapped him face-first into a wall. After making sure the Mooks were unconscious, the Vouivre turned around to see Xavier watching behind one the dumpsters. He signaled Xavier to let him know that he wasn't gonna hurt and Xavier left his hiding spot to give his thoughts what just transpired.

Xavier: Okay well those gits are gone for a while. TIme for me to leave, see ya mate.

Male Vouivre:Woah! Hold up bruv!

Xavier stopped walking away with a raised eyebrow and looked over his shoulder wondering what was gonna happen now.

Xavier: Aye?