The Return

[War Chief]

This is from the main site, but I am moving it here. Continue as you wish!

Vermin - Well we managed to bop our way back.
Snowball - What a night that was. Many heads got busted.
Vermin - Yeah, well thank god they weren't ours.
Rembrandt - Shame about Ajax though, I knew he'd end up makin' some trouble, and poor Cleon. I wonder if he knew that every gang in the city was looking for us.
Vermin - Maybe they kept him alive?
Rembrandt - Hmmm, maybe. What are we gonna say to his girlfriend?
Snowball - It's a bit early to be thinking about that, I think we all need to get some sleep and clear our heads.
Vermin - Good idea, I'm wrecked. I might just crash here on the beach.
Cochise - You crashin' out, I think I might join you. Snow, Cowboy, Rembrandt - you joining us?
Snowball - Rembrandt, we better go take a look at your arm.
Rembrandt - I guess you're right. See you later guys.

[Snowball and Rembrandt head off from the beach]

Cochise - Hey Cowboy, hows the stomach?
Cowboy - Not so good, think that damn Fury broke me. I need to take a rest.
Cochise - Take it easy. Hey Swan!
[Swan and Mercy walk over]
Cochise - Swan, what are your plans?
Swan - I dunno, head over to the youth centre, get cleaned up.
Mercy - I could help you with that!
Swan - Real useful aren't you! Come on.
Vermin - Have a good one Swan!

[Swan and Mercy head to the youth centre in Coney Island and the Warriors on the beach sleep until early afternoon]

Cochise - Hey guys, we better move.
Vermin - Yeah I'm starvin' - the takeaway best be open.
Cowboy - Yeah, I could sure go for some of that hot stuff right now.
Cochise - Okay boys, lets go.

[The Warriors head back down the beach towards the boardwalk]

Vermin - We're not going out on patrol tonight are we?
Cochise - I think we'll have an easy one and play some pool. Get some of the newbloods to go out. I figure it'll be pretty quiet around here since The Rogues got busted.
Cowboy - That Luther was one screwed up son of a bitch.
Vermin - Don't you think we'd better stay clear of the beach, there's probably a million cops swarming over the place.

**Story continues from anonymous sender**

[Snowball and Rembrandt go to Rembrant's house]





Rembrandt - I hope my mom left already.

Rembrandt's Mom - Where were you all night.

Rembrandt - I was.. um...

Snowball - He was at my house maam.

Rembrandt's Mom - WHAT HAPPENED to your arm, it's all bloody.

Rembrandt - I cut it on the ... um...

Snowball - He cut it on glass.

Rembrandt's Mom - What do you mean?

Snowball - While we were going to my house some gang chased us and they broke a car window while chasing us. The glass hit Rem and cut him.

Rembrandt's Mom - Well you better clean that up before it gets infected.

Rembrandt - I will.



[Rembrandt's Mom leaves]



Rembrandt - Thanks for getting me out of that jam

Snowball - No problem, I'm gonna go crash in your room.

Rembrandt - Yea I'm gonna do that right after I get this cleaned.



**Story continues from Arissa**

[Swan and Mercy are walking the final block toward the Youth Center. Now safe on home turf, they can slow their tread a bit. As they slow their pace, the tiredness sets in. They arrive at the center slack-jawed, eyes a dull stare. They honestly look like they?ve got nowhere else to go. They approach a forty-ish woman wearing wire-rimmed glasses, a prudish look on her face. She doesn?t look up at them as they near the counter."

Mercy - ?Name and appointment time??
Swan - Call me Swan, and Mercy. No appointment.
Woman - No appointment?walk-ins are hard to get to during the week. Harder on the weekends. Have you been here before?
Swan - A couple times. Not recently.
Mercy - I?ve never been?
Woman - (Still not looking them in the eye) Well, who were you dealing with?
Swan - Some dude, Pat?
Woman - Patrick. Hmph, you haven?t been here recently. He left six months ago. Couldn?t seem to get anywhere with you kids?
(Her words trail off as she lifts her head and for the first time see Swan and Mercy. Though they aren?t as dirty as when they first arrived at Coney, there is still visible, irritated wounds on both of them, telling the tale of their night of hell. She moves quickly to gather some forms.)
Woman (Pointing toward a small hallway lined with doors): Second door on the right. You can fill these in when Tony seats you. Go on.
They head toward the door?
Mercy - I guess she really wants to help us.
Swan (Touching his cheek and examining his bruised knuckles): Help us, hide us, whatever.

[They enter Tony?s office and stand before him. He takes one look at Swan?s knuckles and Mercy?s clothes (she is now wearing an oversized sweatshirt and a long pair of jeans, both clearly from a man?s closet) and sets right in.]

Tony - So, now you want to clean yourselves up. Get off the streets. Well, if you?re serious about bettering your life, pal, you can start by taking active responsibility in cleaning up the streets that turned on you. Yeah and from the looks of you two?s, you haven?t been.
Swan - Screw this (He turns, smirking, but Mercy stops him)
Mercy - (Eyes glaring at Tony) Look, I?ve been pounding pavement for almost ten hours. I?m here to make some changes. Youth worker my ass. You wonder why girls like me do what we do?
An hour later, Swan and Mercy exit the Youth Center, paperwork in hand. Mercy looks a bit amused, almost excited. Swan wears his usual look of indifference.
Mercy - Now what?s wrong with you? I swear you?re like a brick wall, Swan.
Swan - I didn?t like what he had to say.
Mercy - Since when did that matter on this side of town?
Swan - What side?
Mercy - Our side.
Swan - Let?s get around to the others. Don?t mention Tony til I sit a minute, and think about this.

[MiddleMan07]

Hmm, War Chief.. I was just wondering was there any more parts to this story? Its real good I would love to hear more.

[Orphen]

himm.... Not bad. Pretty good actually.

[Furies4life]

Nows there 3 great storys i like and 2 of them War Cheif had to pass. What a Fan Fic.