Downtown Chicago

I walked in.

I linked his hand. "Come on," I smiled. I led us across a few streets, finally finding the right back alley.

"Not there yet," I said, marching on. I found a door marked with what looked like random markings but was actually Norse. I knocked on the door and it opened at my touch. "Only Asgardian gold can open this place. Come inside. Quick. Before anyone sees."

I shut the door and snapped my fingeres, sparks appearing. "Okay," I said and led the way, hand in the air. "Trent, I don't want you to ask any questions... Or freak."

I led us into a well lit room, my flames extinguishing. The room had gold weapons, iron weapons... All sorts of weapons adorned the walls. A man with only one arm was at the counter.

"That's Jay," I said to Trent.

I walked up to Jay. "Whatcha got for me?"

"I got a few guns."

"Not honourable," I shot down. "I need to kill this guy with my own honour intact."

"This jerky guy," I replied, not wanting to reveal why he's still alive. "Someone my father dislikes."

"Heard about Mr Blazer-Arrogant-Shock?"

"The very same."

"Who cares. All I know is next time I see him, I gotta kill him. Or you die. I don't want that, Trent. I don't want to kill you."

Jay brought out some items. Kay checkde them. "Perfect. Trent, let's go."

"Wa-"

"Jay, my dad will pay you," she said and ran out the room.

I ran out with her.

the money appeared on the counter.

Outside the shop, Kay ran out of the alley, hiding what she had bought. She turned to Trent. "Come on."