Cowboy is Cool & Baby Bear Fan Fic : The Enemy of my Enemy

[TheGingerWarrior]

Guys this is great,
Your really raising the bar with this one, Its turning into a bit of a novel too! haha

[adam88]

Yeah, these updates are terriffic, great job on the detail.

[Cowboy Is Cool]

Chapter 14

  The warehouse was filled with hot items- everything from TVs to cars to stereos. Barrett pressed his back against a large crate, shotgun in hand. The Savage Huns were running all over the place, trying to get something ready. They were mostly speaking Chinese, but when one of them started shouting in english, Barrett listened intently. Hmm. It turned out that the Huns were getting ready to sell some guns to the Shanghai Sultans. The Sultans were waiting in the hangout. That's where Bear was. Oh, well. He was a big boy. He could handle himself. The Huns would be a bit tough. Ghost was sitting on top of a lime green car, letting his second-in-command, Lotus, handle the deal.

  Wait. What was that? Barrett turned his head to the noise. Gunshots. Must be Bear! The Huns stopped dead in their tracks. Lotus ordered 5 of them to check out the hangout. Ghost was all alone, with 2 Huns. "Huns, get back to work!", he yelled from the car roof. No time like the present. Barrett jumped out of his hiding spot and shot one of the Huns in the chest. He sprawled on the ground, blood pouring out of his mouth. The other Hun tried to jump-kick Barrett. He dropped to the floor and shot the Hun in the stomach, sending him flying into a crate, knocking it over. Barrett stood up and pointed the shotgun at Ghost. "Ghost, you chink piece of sh*t! You killed some of my men! Our men! Interrupted our rumble? What the hell is wrong with you, you asshole?" Ghost smiled and jumped down to the floor. "What's the matter, Stygian? Won't fight like a man? Drop that cannon and show me what you've got."

  Barrett smiled and threw the shotgun to the ground, followed by the AK-47. He held out his fists. "Let's go, motherf*cker."

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Savage Hun Hangout, Chinatown

  Baby Bear wrapped his hands around the Sultan's neck and twisted, hard. His neck turned blue and he dropped to the floor. There were Sultans all over, but for what? This was Hun territory. It didn't matter now, though. Most of the Sultans were dead, blown away by Bear. But, he had run out of ammo and was just using some hand-to-hand moves now. There were 2 Sultans left- a soldier and the big leader himself, Brother Sung. This f*cker was huge- 6'6" and fat as hell. Apparently, this guy was a skilled sumo wrestler. Oh, great. Just great. The last Sultan soldier charged Bear. He sidestepped him and kicked him in the chest, sending him falling over the railing. He landed on his head and broke his neck. Bear turned his attention to Sung.

  A loud crashing noise diverted his attention. 6 Savage Huns ran into the room, led by the warchief, Lotus. They seemed ready to attack, but Sung told them to stay put. He smiled at Bear. "Come on, you fat piece of sh*t. Come on. I'm ready for you." Sung laughed and slowly crossed the room, confident as ever. When he got close enough, he cracked his knuckles. "Let's go, little man. I can take you." Bear swung at him. His fist connected with Sung's chin, drawing blood. Sung laughed and backhanded Bear, sending him flying a couple of feet. Sh*t.

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Savage Hun Warehouse, Chinatown

  Barrett was in pain. Sure, he laid into Ghost pretty bad, but the bastard didn't even seem to feel it. He was now standing over Barrett, blood running down his shirt from his nose. Barrett's eye was swelled shut and his nose was broken. On top of that, one of his teeth had been knocked out. He turned on his back, looking up at the Huns warlord. "You ready to accept defeat yet, Mr. Stygian?" Well, there was only one way out of his little mess here. It wasn't a very manly thing to do, but he had no choice. Barrett gave Ghost a swift kick to the nuts. He doubled over, gasping for breath. Good. Now here was his chance! He picked up a lead pipe from the floor and slammed it down, right into Ghost's head. He collapsed to the ground, blood seeping out of his head.

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  "Sh*t!" Bear rolled out of the way as Sung barreled down on him. He missed and his head collided with the wall, dazing him. Bear stood up and kicked Sung right in the side of his head, hard. He stumbled back against the wall, ready to pass out. Bear punched him twice in the face, and kicked him straight in the face. He was out. Blood seeped out of his nose and mouth. Baby Bear was happy at first- but then he remembered the six Huns standing by the door. He turned to look at them. Lotus was pointing a pistol at Bear now. What the hell was he gonna do?

[Swan 1979]

This story is the best ive ever read great work baby bear and cowboy is cool keep it up.

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 15

Lotus gripped the Beretta pistol as he focused on his main target which was Baby bear.*Click!* The gun wielder cocked the hammer on the gun. Baby bear wipes blood from his lips.He's nervous but he is willing to die in honor like the predator.

"You won't escape. You need a bullet in your brain for defeating our friend which was the only ticket we had to help contact outside help from Hong Kong gangs." Lotus said stubbornly.

"If I died it won't be by the hands of you." Bear produces his revolver from his holster.

He has two bullets in the chamber. He looks down at the giant Sung guy lying on the floor. He points the gun at the fat guys head and...*Boom*. He shoots Sung in the back of the head. Brain tissue covered the body of the fallen Sultan leader. Baby bear then sticks the nozzle of the gun in his mouth.

"Thats so sad. You americans are so crazy and officially stupid on your antics."Lotus replied. He lowered the gun at his side. Time for entertainment.

I guess the road ends for Bear. His days on earth are over and it will soon come to a end. Lotus puts the gun in his holster while him and the Huns desperately watch.

"I got one bullet left I hope this works." Bear whispered.

*Click* As the Huns were in excitement Bear quickly pulled the nozzle from his mouth and made a quick shot at Lotus. The Huns warchief threw his hand forward like he caught something. The guys fist was closed . He opened it. And there was the bullet. Lotus caught the bullet with his bare hand. What the f*ck?

Bear eyes widen. He had to do something. The Huns got mad and charged at him. Bear looked behind him to see a opened window. His escape route had to be the window. He turned his back and ran towards the window. He ran like a chicken with his neck cut off. Regardless even though he was scared of heights he jumped out and safely landed in a huge grotto with fish and water obviously. Lotus and two Huns looked down into the dark blue water.

"Im sure he didn't survive. We won't have to worry about him."

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Subway Train...

The Subway train was quiet. Inside the two Stygians, Jared and Kaioki sat in there seats not tempting to talk to each other or disrupt passengers like they normally did. After that shhotout at the hangout they were in fear. They were so scared that they didn't even attempt to check the map to know where the were going.

Jared  his hands in his pockets looking down on the floor. Kaioki rubbed the sweat from his forehead as he looked up at the flurorescent lights on the train ceiling.

"What are we gonna do? This is going to bad for us. Soon we will be wiped out.Who is doing this to us?" Kaoki asked.

"I have no idea. They play us as fools but since we don't know who the hell it is we'll just have to take their punishment they give us until its over." Jared said.

Kaoki slammed his fist into the seat in anger."I can't do this. I won't wait for this stuff to just eat us up! Im dropping out of the gang life-

"Stop whining like a girl please your starting to give me a headache!" Jared announced.

The train finally stopped. They arrived in New Jersey. Its a whole diffrent ball game here! Different gangs and the streets aren't the same.They better watch out for The J-Town Jackhammers, The Quicksters, The Yorker Kings and Jersey Devils. They are ruthless bad a**es of New Jersey.

Kaioki and Jared stepped out onto the subway platform looking mystified. They had no idea they were on ta trip to New Jersey. No wonder the train took so long.

"Kaioki...We'll have to watch ourselves. We can't wait on this platform. Trust me alot of beatings have occured here so we'll have to go onto the streets and do our best to survive." Jared said.

Kaoki gulped with fear." Yeah..Ok."

The two guys carefully and cautiously walk out of the subway. Whats waiting for them on the other side? Who knows?

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Savage hun Warehouse....

Barret coughed blood on the floor trying to balance himself on his legs. He was in pain. His muscles ached and his eye was swollen. Barret staggered outside and no one was out in the open. The cold breeze was like a ice pouch for his wounds. Barret was unaware of where Bear was so he slowly walked over to the truck that was parked in the compound earlier. He got inside and drove off. He left Bear.

Wait where is he going?

Barret was too woozy to actually know what he was doing. It was like he was drunk. But I guess he's going where 2 gallons of gas will get him.


Chapter 16...Coming Soon!

[Cowboy Is Cool]

Chapter 16

  "Dammit!" The truck wouldn't start. Barrett was too woozy to drive. He accidentally drove the truck right into a wall. He hadn't hurt himself, thankfully. He opened the door and stepped down, onto the ground. What the hell was he gonna do? Baby Bear was missing, and there was a good chance he was dead. Jared and Kaoki were still out in Riverdale somewhere, along with the other Sygian Boys. Maybe looking for Barrett. He kicked the truck's tire. "Goddammit!" He decided to go to the Punks hangout, in the Bowery. They might be able to help him out.

  He walked a couple blocks, to the subway station. It took ten minutes for the next train to arrive. Something about a security alert. Barrett settled down in a seat, tired as hell. He though about everything. What happened to the rest of the Grizziles? Where the hell were they? The cops were all over the Grizzly hangout. They'd get busted if they went back there! Oh, this was just f*cking great. He looked around. There was nobody around- except for Holden, sitting at the end of the row! "Holden! What the hell are you doing here?" He looked up. "Barrett! What the f*ck happened to you?" He walked over to Barrett. "Ah, it's a long story. It's been a rough night. Baby Bear is off somewhere, I don't know where the f*ck my gang or Bear's gang is, both of our hangouts were raided, and we found out the Savage Huns were really responsible for the drive-by!"

  Holden looked shocked. "Dude, so the Hellraisers are innocent? Barrett nodded. "Sh*t man, we have to talk to Vance about this. And you said you didn't know where your gang is? Or Baby Bear's?" "No man. The f*cking pigs raided both our hangouts, and our soldiers can be anywhere now! My gang should be fine, I killed all the cops, but they're all over the Grizzly Bear hangout." Barrett looked up at Holden. "What the hell are you doing down here, anyways?" Holden stood up. "Oh, well, I had some business to take care of with the Boppers. It's not important, I took care of it. I'm on my way back to the Bowery now. I guess you're coming with me."

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Somewhere in New Jersey

  Jared and Kaoki walked side by side down the street, a bit nervous. The gangs here were different. Alot worse, for sure. These guys would stab an old woman to death for no good reason at all. They weren't wearing colors, but the NJ gangs didn't care. They would attack them anyway. Kaoki shivered. "Damn, it's cold out, man! We're in f*cking New Jersey, alone, without weapons! And now, I'm freezing my f*cking balls off! Man, this sucks!" Jared looked at him sharply. "Shut up, man. This isn't the time for complaining and whining like a little bitch." Kaoki hit him in the shoulder hard. "Shut the f*ck up."

  A trash can got knocked over in a nearby alley. They both looked over. "Jared, you see that?" "Shh. Yeah, I do.", Jared whispered. It looked like a guy standing there, by the trash can. They couldn't tell, though. It was too dark out. "Kaoki, let's keep walking. But pick up the pace." They did just that. They walked as fast as they could without breaking into a sprint. But it didn't help anything. A guy stepped out in front of them, from a stoop. "What the hell do you think you punks are doing, huh?" Jared played dumb. "I don't know what you're talking about, man. Me and my friend here are just taking a walk, that's all." The guy waved his hand back and forth, pointer finger extended. "Uh-uh-uh. You little assholes are done for."

  He snapped his fingers three times in a row, and just like that, 5 more guys surrounded Jared and Kaoki. They all had weapons- bats, pipes, knives, chains. They were all wearing faded red jackets, most of them were torn up. Kaoki looked at their apparent leader. "Who the hell are you guys? What the f*ck do you want with us, huh?" The leader laughed. "We're the Jersey Devils, kid. Nobody f*cks with us." He pulled out a straight razor. "You're dead." The Devils converged on the two Stygian Boys. All seemed to be over...

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Lizzies Hangout, Union Square

  Jenna stormed across the room, revolver in hand. "I can't BELIEVE that both of their hangouts were abandoned! Totally empty!" Alexa was sitting on the couch. She looked up at Jenna. "So, what do you wanna do? Where would they be?" Jenna stopped pacing. "Ah! They've been doing favors for the Punks. Enforcing their crappy tribute." Alexa stood up, pulling out her revolver. "Good. Let's go. I'll get some more girls to come with us." Jenna nodded and walked out the door, ready to kill whoever got in her way.

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 17

Under Queens bridge...

The surface of the sea was bubbling up. Somethin or someone was coming up and ready to rise out of the water. Out of the water rose a man. It was Baby bear. It appears that he survived. He came out of the sea like the navy diver. He manuvered across the body of water trying to catch his breath. He finaly reaches land. Water dripped off the side of his face his hair was soaked.

"I hate water!" He said stumbling onto the grass. He raised his head to see the hangout of the Grizzilies up ahead."Home sweet home. I hope your night infested with cops."

He raises himself up and walks towards the hideout. He pushes open the door to see a gang of Grizzilies standing there looking at him. Tagger, Red Pony stars at bear."Warlord or pad has been messed up. Who was here?"

"Cops! The cops were here."

"Of course I saw one with his neck slit in the other rooms!" Warchief, Sparrow chimed in.

Bear fell to the floor tired and exhausted. I wonder what story he has to tell his people?

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Bowery, Manhattan...

Holden and Barret walked in the Punks hideout. Barret wasn't full balanced. He was still staggering since he was in the fight with Ghost. Vance looked at Barret. Manos stopped smoking his cuban cigar. They were amazed by something. but what?

"What the hell happened to you?" Vance asked.

"A fight with went along way. I got banged up badly and im hurting a little but im sure I'll fair out well." Barret answered.

"Ah I see. So why are you over here?" Manos asked.

"I just came somewhere so I can lay low for a while. All that I know is that Baby bears place is infested with cops and so is mines."

"Alright your allowed to stay for the time being. We need a another favor."Manos said.

"Yeah anything."

"Ok. I see you came from Huns territory but before you go on this mission get yourself fixed up.Ok. The Boyle Runners run their little scrawny a**es up and down here like the own the place. We give them freedom and still treat them like crap. The reason why was because they gave us specialty knives,cemicals and what not. So we won't attack them head on. Just get them and scare the pants off of them."

Barret looks over at Holden and puts his attention back on Punks leader." Like what?"

"You've seen the Godfather? The Don of organized crimes?"

"Yeah."

"Well just like they put the horse head in the guys bed I want you to do something similar to that. Matter of fact the the Turnbulls have a rottweiler. It might sound strange, but I want you to behead the dog and set right inside the Boyle Runners office. Trust me it'll scare the hell out of the guy."

Vance smirks." Animal cruelity? Nasty situation but some has to do it!"

Holden hits Barret on the shoulder. "Me and you buddy. lets get started."

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New Jersey.....

Kaioki was thrown to the ground being overpowered by two Jersey Devils. The Devils warlord violent swung his blade at Jared. It seems that Jared was clumsy since he was eager to dodge the metal that had the desire to cut him skin deep. Jared accidently fell to the ground after jumping back and losing his balance. Kaioki was risen from the ground and thrown against the brick wall. One of the thugs was constantly punching the hell out of him.

The Devils warlord stared down on Jared. He was doomed.

"You ready to be cut to small itty bitty pieces?"

*Bang*

A gunshot was heard. Something flew right past warlord. It was a bullet. The guy stopped and but his blade to his side to watch the gunslinger. To his eyes he sees the Yorker Kings. The Jersey Devils pause. Some of them had their weapons in firm grasp ready for anything.

"Stay away from them!" The Yorker warlord said.

"Make me!" The Devil Warlord said stubbornly and with so much evil in his tone.

The Jersey Devils perferred to leave their warlord on his own. I mean the guy had a six shooter. He used one bullet and there was plenty of more bullets that could be distributed in the heads of the Devils. The Devil warlord puts his switchblade back in his jacket and signals his crew to step away. So they did and he followed.

Jared looked up surprised."Who are you?"

The warlord and his gang secured their purple and yellow jackets and looked down at the two Stygians.

"The Yorker Kings. We're New York boys that was able to survive the streets of Jersey." The Yorker leader said.

Kaioki staggered over to Jared. They both managed to rise up with the remaining energy left in their bodies.

"We're the Stygian boys." Jared said with pride.

"Wait aren't you the guys the f*cked over the Bloomfield Raiders?"

"Uh yeah. Pretty embarassing, eh?" Jared said.

"Nah..Its a genius plan. The Raiders are gone anyway. Come on we ofer you our security and protection. We know you guys live in New York but im sure a 2 hour trip will be worth it!"

"Thanks.We appreciate it!"

The Yorkers learder grabbed Jared by the shoulder. "Come on. You'll get to hang with us."

Kaioki looked up to see a smile on the guys face. Maybe something was wrong but Kaioki lungs were burning and he was able to speak at that moment.


Chapter 18...By Cowboy is Cool!

[Hector]

Woah! This is really good. Great work

[Swan 1979]

Come on guys when is the next chapter going to be up.

[Cowboy Is Cool]

Chapter 18

  "Shh! Be quiet, man!" Holden nearly fell on his face, tripping over a trash can. "Screw you, Barrett! They didn't even hear us!" Holden and Barrett were sneaking along, on the side of an old brewery. Just down the street was the Turnbull AC hangout. Their rottweiler, Killer, was asleep on the ground as the ACs partied wildly inside. Barrett pointed at the dog. "That's it, huh? We need to cut that f*cking thing's head off?" Holden nodded. "Yeah. Apparently, the ACs keep a machete hanging on their outside wall. We can use that to decapitate it." Barrett nodded. "Alright. Let's make this quick. I hate hurting animals."

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Yorker King Hangout, Camden, New Jersey

  "So, you two are Stygian Boys, right?" Jared and Kaoki nodded, sipping beers as they did so. The Yorker King warlord was a big guy by the name of Tiny. He hated the name, but he didn't really care. That's how he explained it. Right now, the Kings were partying, and Tiny was sitting there, talking to Jared and Kaoki. "Sorry to sound like an ass, Tiny. We appreciate you saving us and all. But, we really have to get back to Riverdale. We have to find our leader, and find out what happened since we left." Tiny just chuckled and drank the last of his beer. "Patience, guys. You'll get there first thing tomorrow. I swear."

  Kaoki relaxed a little. "That's good enough for me!"

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Turnbull AC Hangout, Gunhill

  The dog was fast asleep. So much for a damn guard dog. The thing couldn't even hear Barrett and Holden moving around the yard. Now, Holden had the machete in both of his hands, gripping it so tightly his knuckles were turning white. "Come on, Holden! Let's do this thing!" Holden was sweating. "I know, I know. I hate hurting animals too. But this needs to be done." He swung it down, hard and fast. The blade sunk into the neck, cutting the head off in a second. Barrett bent down and picked it up. "Damn. That was easy. No f*cking noise or anything. Machete must have been sharp as hell. Come on. Let's get this to the Boyle Avenue Runners." Holden nodded and dropped the blade to the ground. It made a sharp noise.

  From above them, on the hangout's balcony, a Turnbull looked down. "What the hell was that noise? Oh, f*ck! Look what we've got here! A Punk and a Stygian Boy!" He called some guys over. "Yous guys are dead!"

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Yorker King Hangout, Camden, New Jersey

  "Ah, poor wittle baby! You crying? Huh?" Kasslin, the Jersey Devil warlord, had a Yorker King scout on the ground. Kasslin had broken his hands and nose with a crowbar. "F*ck you, pussy!" He kicked the scout in the ribs, hard. He turned around to his men, the Jersey Devils. "Alright, Devils. Listen up. Everybody packed?" The Devils liked to use sharp weapons- swords, knives, hatchets, anything. Kasslin had his bowie knife with him. "Let's teach the Yorker Kings a lesson about f*cking with us!" They cheered.

  Inside, Tiny bolted upwards. "What the hell? Kings, get ready. I think somebody's about to attack." Jus like that, the Kings stopped what they were doing and got ready, some of them even pulled out weapons. It took a minute. But when the Jersey Devils charged into the place, nobody was ready. Jared and Kaoki didn't want to risk their lives for a gang who seemingly couldn't even fight. They hid under the stairs, watching the brutal slaughter. The warlord had a big knife, which he used to slit a King's throat and then jammed it into a man's chest, yanking it out.

  Jared was shocked, as was Kaoki. "Man, these guys are brutal!" One Devil swung an old-fashioned katana, slicing a King's stomach wide open. Kaoki looked like he was ready to barf. Tiny was beating up a Jersey Devil, but another one came up from behind and smashed a beer bottle over his head, then stabbing him with it over and over again. In two minutes, it was all over. The Yorker Kings were all dead, brutally murdered by the Jersey Devils. Only three Devils were down, and they were only unconscious, not dead. Kasslin laughed and looked around. Sh*t. He noticed the two Stygian Boys crouched under the stairs.

  "Well, well, well boys! Look what we've got here! Those two pricks from before!" A Devil motioned for them to step out. They did, reluctantly. Kasslin walked up to them. "You two jerks didn't even lift a finger to help the Yorker Kings?!" Jared shook his head no. "We didn't even know them!", Kaoki said. Kasslin laughed. "I respect that, sh*theads. We'll let you live." He turned and walked back to his men, snapping his fingers. They followed him out of the hangout. "Well. That was violent."

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 19

Somewhere in Bronx....

The Lizzies planned to attack the Stygians and Grizzilies head on. Back to reality. Its obviuos they will be overpowered by the young men and end up like Amy. So why do the dirty work to get their pretty little hands messed up? Pretty girls you got to love them.

"You sure this guy can kill?" Alexa asked." If he's a professional how much would we have to pay?"

Jenna gave a evil smile." Don't worry about it. Amy phoned me from the hospital and told me about him."

The two girls went into the warehouse nearby. The smell of cigar smoke filtered the air. Inside there was a guy sitting at a desk in the shadows. Well you can't see his face. The two women approach the desk ready to pray and tell.

"Excuse us ,sir. Do you mind helping us?"

Alexa feels uncomfortable but Jenna is calm.

The guy smirked. "What is it?"

"Well these two gangs violated our liuetenant in  sexual manners. So I want you to hit them where it hurts. Assanate the Stygian boys and Grizzilies warlords!" Jenna demanded.

The guy appears out of the shadows and into a gleam of wide light. No sh*t its Ajax.

"Look lady you can't demand. Who is the one tht'll blow these chickensh*ts heads off? Me. Now that is going to be 400 dollars."

Alexa shrugs." Well that won't be hard to come up with."

Jenna glances at Alexa and back at Ajax." We''l give you the money up front once you show us that you killed their warlords."

Ajax pulls out a bowie knife and stabs it into the tail of a black rat that scurried onto his table.

"Trust they be in their gravs with their dicks in their hands. I'll put so much punishment they'll be suffering and pleading for help just like that rat! Thank you darlings."

The two Lizzies walk out. That guy was weird wasn't he?

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Queens....

Baby Bear lies on the mattress in his office. He's tired so he turns on the TV. He isn't worried about Barret but then again it didn't cross his mind about his whereabouts. He throws the remote on the concrete floor and watches the news.

"Breaking news. The Klansmen are back. They seem to made a gang and start hate crimes.Just today the Panzers warehouse was burned down and countless of the thugs bodies were burned to death. Cops rather not interfere with such a out of line tragedy. Im sorry if -

Bear turns the TV off and sits upright on the matress. In his mind he thinks back to the 190s when Klansmen commited hate crimes and such. Baby bear rose up and put his black jean vest on. He retrieved his Indian dagger and walked out. He would use his sword but it'll be too much of a blood bath.

He storms through the living room hideout and outside. The cold air cooled down his body temperature. The Klansmen aren't coming back they'll be put back down in history and never revived. He can't do this by himself though.

The Punks?No. The Mutilators? Nah. The Gerards? Yeah.

Baby bear walked down the street hopefully to find the Gerards hangout. He knows they'll help. Some Irish people like to drink, right? Well lets try to get their help while they have the violent adrenaline going through their bodies this evening.

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Pelham, Bronx...

Barret clentchs onto the dog head tightly. Luckily Holden found a garbage bag to put it in. From above a Turnbull AC was shouting at them. Cussing and irritating yelling. Shut up already! Holden turns his head to see the door of the Red Devil bar open. Oh crap.

More Turnbull Ac's get the Distress call.

"You dirty f*ckers! Im gonna do the same thing to you like you did my dog!"

Barrett eyes widen. He felt like dropping the bag and running but that wasn't a option. Barret takes off as Holden follows. Their heavy breathing is coming from their lungs. They're running like chickens with their heads cut off.

Barret and Holden cut a corner. One Turnbull scout gets knocked down by Holden. The Punk and Stygian run into a alley right by a garage. Barret lies head head a the brick wall catching his breath.

"We lose them?"

"I don't know. But you better hang on to that head."

*Honk!Honk!*

Barret gets shaken up."You heard that?"

Holden looks around. "Yeah it sounds like a engine starting."

In a instant two headlight flash behind the two soldiers. Oh sh*t get ready to run all the way home!


Chapter 20...by Cowboy is Cool!

[Swan 1979]

Cant wait for the next chapter.

[Cowboy Is Cool]

Chapter 20

  "Sh*t!! Run!" Barrett and Holden ran out of the alleyway, the car right on their asses. It was gonna hit them for sure, Barrett thought. It was an ugly yellow car, but there were five real mean looking Turnbulls jumping around in it, weapons in hand. They turned into another alleyway, but it was wide enough for the car to turn in and keep chasing them. "Damn, man! What the hell are we going to do?" Barrett asked, almost out of breath. Holden pointed up ahead. "Let's cross the street and jump that fence! The car won't fit through that alley! It's too narrow!"

  With the promise of escape in mind, Barrett picked up speed, leaving Holden a few feet behind. Once he reached the chain-link fence, he threw the dog's head over it, into the alley, and climbed it. Holden climbed it only a few seconds after Barrett did. Barrett picked up the bag, slinging it over his shoulder. "This is so f*cking wrong, man." Holden hit him lightly on the shoulder. "It's almost over. We just have to get to the subway station. Let's go." They were about to start walking when they heard the car's brakes squeal behind them. They turned around and saw the five Turnbulls climbing out of the car, weapons ready. "Sh*t!" Barrett ran into a heavily shadowed doorway before he could be seen.

  Holden dove behind a dumpster. Three of the Turnbulls were now in the alley. The other two stayed by their ugly ass car. "Where the hell are you, you bastards?" the leader of them said, holding a knife in one hand. He stopped in front of the doorway and looked right at Barrett. Crap. No choice now. Barrett swung the garbage bag with the dog head in it at the Turnbull, smacking him right in the face. It hit him hard. It must have hurt, considering a dog's head is hard like a human's. The guy went down, dropping the knife and holding his nose. The other two charged Barrett. Holden jumped out and punched one in the jaw, following up with a headbutt that made the guy drop to his knees. Holden kicked him in the face, knocking him right out.

  By this point, the bag with the head was soaked with blood, and getting slippey. Barrett smacked the next Turnbull in the chest with it, making him lose his breath. As he was trying to breathe, Barrett hit him in the face with it so hard he heard a sickening crack and the dog's blood was all over the guy's face. He fell to the ground, moaning in pain. The two Turnbulls by the car were running to the fence now. Sh*t! Barrett looked down and saw a glimmer of light. A gun! He reached down and took it out of the fallen Turnbull's jeans pocket. A Smith and Wesson Model 29 revolver. Barrett was p*ssed now. These f*cking skinheads chased down him and Holden? F*ck them! Barrett lifted the gun and shot both Turnbulls dead, right there. One of them got it in the forehead, the other right in the cheek. Holden grabbed Barrett's shoulder.

  "Come on, man! Let's go! We have to get back to the Bowery!" Barrett put the revolver in his jean jacket pocket. "Alright. Let's move it."

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New Jersey

  Jared and Kaoki were walking now, hoping to get to the subway station and back to NY in one piece. They were tired, for sure. Kaoki seemed really distracted. It was weird. They were walking in silence when Kaoki suddenly spoke up. "Hey man, I don't wanna go back." Jared looked at him, shocked. "What the hell did you just say?" They stopped walking now. "I said I don't wanna go back. I'm sick and f*cking tired of the gang life, man." Jared stared at him. "You're a f*cking pussy, dude." He started walking again, leaving Kaoki behind. "F*CK YOU, JARED! I'M STAYING HERE! IN JERSEY!" Jared didn't even look back. He just kept on walking, flipping Kaoki off as he walked. Damn. Kaoki looked around. "What the hell am I gonna do now?"

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Riverdale, the Bronx

  Ajax walked down the street, the bowie knife in his pants pocket. The Stygian Boy hangout was just up the street. What's this? The place was empty! It was sh*tty looking. Looked like something big went down here. Maybe a shootout or a really massive fight. He walked over to the front. There were two Stygian Boys hanging out in the alley, talking. Ajax listened in. "Dude, we don't know what happened. We came back and everything was like this. Dead cops were all over the place, Fallon, Ace, and Barnyard were all dead! Even some newbloods! And Barrett, Jared, and Kaoki are all missing!" The other Stygian Boy talked now. "Where are the others?"

  "I sent everybody else to our backup hangout, the old toy factory on Gecko Street. All of us are there now, except us. Speaking of that, we should get over there soon." As they walked out of the alleyway, Ajax attacked. He kicked one in the stomach. When the guy knelt over, Ajax punched downward, hitting him right in the head. He spun around and punched the other guy in the neck, sending him falling into a small fence. Ajax knelt down in front of him and pulled out the knife, sticking it to the guy's throat. "Where's your leader, that p*ssy Barrett, huh?" The Stygian lieutenant spat blood in Ajax's face. "I won't tell you anything!"

  Ajax was p*ssed now. He punched the guy in the face and grabbed him by the hair, knife in hand. "You're gonna tell me, faggot."

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 21

Somewhere in Amsterdam....

Bear walked down the street with his dagger tucked in his side pocket. This is Amsterdam All stars turf and The Gerrards territory. He walked down the sunny street and witness two Gerard scouts shooting dice. He slowly walked passed them taking a deep breath. The two guys stopped and stared at Baby bear. It looks like they were going to attack but they hesitated once they saw the jagged dagger tucked inside Bears pocket. If they attacked they would probably be chopped to pieces.

Bear continued down the street.  Finally the irish pub. No doubt the Gerrards would be there.

He walked inside the bar. The sound of glass and cheers echoed the room. He went straight for the seat right at the counter of the bartender. He leans over the counter as the bartendder approaches him.

"Hello there young lad you seem to have something on your mind. You would like a drink for free to get your mind straight?"

Bear folds his arms on the counter." No thank you. Father was a alcholic." He sighs." Klansmen is infecting the city. Some gang killed my soldiers...Its just a load of bull."

The bartender turns his back to mix some drinks." Cheer mate. Its gonna be alright."

Baby bear looks up at the guys jacket. Oh man. Its the Gerrards. Finally help has come.

"Hey. Your a Gerards soldier, right? Well I came here to ask you for help. Please."

The Gerrard turns his back and looks at Bear in the eyes."No probelm my friend." He pulls a revolver and a switchblade from under the counter." We're gonna need this since the KKK was known to be armed with rifles."

"You know there whereabouts?" Bear asked.

"Ok all I kknow is they have a convention outside of Amsterdam. Cops never wanted to stop it. They never attempted either becuase they are afraid. By the way my name is Lionel. Gerrads second in command."

"Alright, Lionel lets go. I don't have a gun. So please tell me you have a extra one."

"Your in luck." Lionel hands Bear a 357 magnum.

"I hope you have a car. Im tired of walking. I've been awake ofr 2 weeks now."

"Yes I have a Camaro waiting in the wings. Enough chit chat and lets go buddy!"

Baby bear smiled and followed Lionel outside. They are on their way to the Klansmen convention to bust some heads. Lets hope bear doesn't get his ass handed to him. Well he has Irish luck on his side so what could go wrong?

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Manhattan Bowery.....

The Boyle avenue runners leader woke up from his stained mattress. He walks into the living room and sits on the torn couch that him and the boys stole from a shopowner three weeks ago. He puts his hands into the couch comforter searching for the remote. He finally found it.

"They need to stop hiding the damn remote!" He said with anger.

*Dribble, Dribble!

Something lands on the top of his short balck hair. He puts his hand on top of his head to feel a substance of some kind. He slowly pulls his head up. He sees a Dog head hanging from the ceiling. The man heart starts pounding he's scared out of his mind. The rope of the cadavar snaps and falls right on top of the leaders face. Blood spurted out on his face. With the dogs head mounted on his face he looks like a man with a werewolf mask.

Jackass.

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Queens........

Bearclaw walks out the hideout to smoke his cigarette. He's in the back of the hideout examining the lot searching for Anubis. Once he sees the serpents he crouches down to pet it on the head. He's bored. There is no commands from Baby bear since he's gone.

"I remeber when Sparrow and Red Pony stole you from the zoo." He smirks. "Crazy bastards."

Bearclaw stops and drops his cigarette he hears something. He stands back up and looks around. Ever had the feeling that your being watched?

Yes. Its Ajax mounted in a tree nearby. He's gonna make a diversion too lead Bearclaw towards the tree and take him out with Bowie knife. Ajax whistles like a bird and throws a rock on the ground as he waits in the darkness.

Bearclaw is curious and he follows the noise. He stands under the tree as the assailant. Wait for it. Ajax comes out of the tree and punces on Bearclaw. They both fall to the ground rustling in the grass.
The assasin holds the knife in the air ready to slam it into Bearclaws face. Luckily he grabs Ajax hand to prevent the attack.

"Damn you!"

Ajax punches Bearclaw in the jaw twice. It seems like he's winning. Bearclaw quickly summoned his strength and pushes the attackers off of him. A loud clack was heard followed by a yelp.

Bearclaw rises from his feet gasping for breath. To his sight he sees Ajax with his arm caught in a beartrap. Bearclaw wipes the sweat from his face and kicks Ajax in the chest.

"You ain't going now where. Your in for it. Once I get Krazy Klaw on you!" He said rushing towards the hideout to get the sadistic Krazy Klaw.

Ajax is in pain and he can't move. Too bad he made the wrong move. He has more braunse than brains perhaps?

Chapter 22...By Cowboy is Cool!

[ajax the warrior]

This the best story i have ever read good work cowboy is cool and baby bear it is such a good story.