Hades Moon

Who's Your Daddy? As Tic hung up the phone, his mind swirled and he knew what he had to do. The dark cloud of anger toward his Father seeped into every other thought, every action...  That is just like that selfish bastard... throwing the family into complete disarray with his death, just like he did in life. Not only was he a terrible father, he as a terrible businessman, and, even worse to Tic, a terrible person. Through the fog he hesitated as he hung up the phone with Liam...   so it was Victor after all. Not really a surprise I guess, but this certainly fucked with the family structure, dinn’it?  “How did Liam know about Victor??”, he thought.  “Jonah said it was too late for Liam, but…. maybe he’s ok? He always sounded weird on the phone, why should this be different? I do hope Liam is ok - him and Mother (and Stella and Izzy) are the only ones who really ever gave a shit about me. Fuck Father and Fuck Victor....” Through the fog of anger and resentment, h...

  We've Escaped...   Now Wut? Tic and Anthony stepped out of the cab at the hotel and looked at each other before going to check in. Tic had been here before, but that was with Izzy and Stella, presumably so that Izzy could meet up with someone to "restock his shelves". Tic wondered if this level of sleaze would be a problem for Detective Pellecano,  although by all indications, he didn't think it would be a problem. Americans are a funny lot, Tic thought, never really fully who they say they are, usually a lot darker than they believe themselves to be.  As they were checking in, Tic pulls out his (fake) French driver's license and credit card with the name "Pierre de la Croix" and handed it to the punked out mistress popping her gum behind the counter. Tic admired her bubble gum pink hair and self-confidence as he coyly lingered over her tits held up by her dayglo dress and name badge that simply read "Candi". She would have to be confident to...

Once again, Tic had snuck out of the house on a Friday right after school with his best mates Izzie and Stella. His Mom would be mad he is missing lunch, but he just had too much energy to stay home. It had been a beautiful day and he felt cooped up - it was warm and none of them had anywhere to be.  The afternoon sun was setting as they walked out of the piercing shop where they had all three been on the receiving end of a piercing needle, this time was another lip ring for Tic - “Fuck, my Da’s going to mad about this one!” he said to Izzie. Izzie just smiled that big smile of crooked teeth he has and said “at leas’ yo’re Da will facking notice” he said as he reached up to touch the end of his sore nose that now sported a new piece of metal glinting in the sun. Stella, who had just had her tongue pierced said, “give me that juth” as she grabbed the flask from Tic. Her tongue had clearly swollen which made it hard for her to talk, but she took a good long swig anyway and swirled it...