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A shot sounded, Cyrus fell from his postion, Then a spot-light clicked on and sirens rang just outside of the meeting. "Bean! Go find Edge, Jake, Jonny, Donnie, Jakel, Lyle, and Pat!" Ordered Klien from Behind him, Bean nodded and ran into the crowd, Bean had his mind on Cyrus, who shot him? and why? Suddenly, a voice behind him, A yelp for help. "Bean! Help us!" Bean turned, Donnie was being dragged into a car, as was, Jonny, Jakel and Pat. Bean tried to run into the crowd, there was to many people, the car sped away at full speed. Bean looked down, the Riffs were kicking a body, He recognized the Vest. "Wa-Warriors? Those D****!" He thought to him self, "Edge put them in, and they shoot him!" Suddenly He felt a hand grab him by his tank-top it was Lyle and Klien, They dragged him to Jake who was waiting. "This Fence is smashed, Leads to the Grave-yard, GO!" Jake pushed them in.

Klien stopped behind a grave-stone, from boredom and he saw something in the lush like Grass. It was a mark that skid two feet, "Hey guys, Tracks!" he yelled from his position. he was quickly shhhed by Jake, who was now commander.
"Look's like it's our friends" Whisspered Bean as he pointed to "W" on a grave-stone.
"Those lousy, F****!" yelled Lyle.
"It was a bad thing to do, but the truce, guys. It still on?" Bean whisspered.
"Hell, if it ain't! I told Becky I'd meet her outside the hangout at 3!" Lyle yelled.
"Lyle, shut the f*** up! You got bigger problems then some girl you picked up!" Jake whisspered.
"If we get to the trains we gotta' chance, we don't, we dead, we bop anyway, let's do this!" Jake said silently.

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Good story mate keep up the good work cant wait for the next chapter.

"Why we waitin' Warlord?" whisperred the eager Lyle.
"The turnbulls, if the truce ain't on these skin-heads are lookin' to string us up." Jake said to Lyle.
"B******, I'll take all of 'em!" Lyle said.
"Yeah, All nine of 'em, Lyle, good luck." Jake said silently.
Lyle looked out, "Then what's your plan, Warlord?" He mocked.
"We get 'em to see things our way, Rest of you stay put, Bean, with me." He said as he walked down the poorly paved road. Lyle Un-did his belt, "Ly, what the f*** you doin'?" Klien asked to Lyle.
"Skinheads don't listen, I'll whip those D***-heads into shape, just as my father did to me!" He smacked the wall and spoke through his teeth.

The men had bunged up at the sight of Jake and Bean.
"What do you dudes want?" They're leader asked.
"Came from the meeting...Went to hell, we just lookin' to get back to our turf." Jake said.
"You ain't seen Warriors have yeh'?"
Jake shook his head.
"Good, word has it you dudes put a word in for 'em to Cyrus...How do we know you ain't hiden' 'em!" The man accused.
"Because we were loyal...Besides, How could we hide the rest of 'em...In our Tank-tops?" he asked.
"You mocking me?" the Turnbull asked.
Bean decided to butt in, "Listen, If you'd let us get back to our Turf, We owe you...for later." he said.
The Turnbull nodded "cept' I can't do that, Warchief said Warriors or Sarecens."
"Right" mocked Bean.
"It's true, You a**** guided them Warriors in...Only favor I'm callin'in is the one where i beat the living s*** outta' you!"
"Bad for you...It goes both ways." Bean said.
"You wanna' fight, kid?" He asked.
Bean shrugged "Either way, we didn't do s***, Cry to your Warlord with that one, dumb-***." he said.
"I'm givin' you one more chance," he looked at Jake "Die easy?...or hard?"
Jake nodded, "You heard Bean didn't you, Baldy?" he asked, the man walked into the apartment behind him, his guards with him. They walked back, "It went well, I take it." Klien joked.
"Yeah, they're blamin' us for those punks that wasted Cyrus, We're gettin' home, lets march down, see what we're up aganst."
"I told you, Jake. We wasted 'em then, they wouldn't have thier reinforcements."
"Can the Chatter, Lyle...And call me Warlord...Not Jake."

Chapter 3

They walked at least a mile, the sub-way was to be close. "What's with this walking, s*** I wanna' waste those dirty p*****." Lyle said silently
"Shut your trap, Ly. Warlord knows the way." Klien said softly.
"Oh does he? Then why have a seen that Pharmacy eight times." he pointed. Suddenly at least twenty Turnbulls came out of a warehouse...just right of the exit to the sub-way.
"You f*** with the bulls, you get the horns, You Riff-killing s**** you gonna' pay!" one yelled.
"Warlord, RUN." Bean warned as he tapped his shoe wildly aganst the pavement.
A clap of thunder sounded in the sky, the Turnbulls jumped because of the noise.
"NOW!" Jake yelled, they ran into the sub-way as quick as possible.
"Don't let those tank-topped f**** get away!" thier Warlord yelled tas they followed them. Lyle looked back at the horade of enemies looking to kill him. he kicked a cheap-garbage can lose and tossed it at one of them, the man tripped and nearly broke a bone, Lyle laughed and ran...Tailing the others by a few seconds.
"Where's this mother-******* train you speak of, Warlord?" Bean yelled.
just then it pulled in. "Damn door!" they kicked at the cheap door. Suddenly a brick smashed aganst Klien's head. "sucks to be you!" Lyle yelled, he charged towards them and quickly jabbed the man in the mouth, then upper-cutted him, which sent him flying into the others, buying them some time.
Finally, the door opened, and they crowded into the supriseingly busy train. The turnbull managed to stick his fingers in-between the two doors, Klien punched them repiedly, they slipped through.
"Yeah, that's what we're made of!" Lyle celebrated as he high-fived Klien and Bean.
"Who knows how long until home...Only God, don't waste your luck here, plenty other turfs to bop through."
"No sweat, Warlord...I'll bet you 20 we're home in an hour." Lyle betted.
"Your on." Jake swiftly replied.
"Sure, Big guy," Jake thought "Waste it all now."

Cam't wait for the next chaptor chaptors, good story so far mate.

The Train continued on, and the men became more loud and im-patent.
"How long till' home, Warlord?" Klien asked.
"Relax." Bean said, who was the only one silent.
Suddenly, the train halted at a station.
Down the line, a cheap door opened, and seven Boppers entered.
Lyle stared at them, made THEM look away, Bean, And Klien looked at the ground, for they were frightened by another larger force was on with them.
Jake was pretending they weren't there, simply observing the littered sub-way.
Suddenly, a folded piece of paper slid across the ground, to right under bean...
From his seat he looked at the Bopper who dropped it who was loudly chweing on his tobacco, and nodded, letting bean know to open it.
It read:  "YOU PUNKS AIN'T GETTIN' BY US, NO WAY, NO HOW. YOU LIKE KILLIN" CYRUS, TRY KILLIN' THIS!"
As soon as Bean dropped the crumbled paper, a punch hit him in the nose! The fight had started!
Jake grabbed his head and smashed it into one of the steal bars, knocking him out. Lyle ran up to the second and kneed him in the stomach several times, the third grabbed him and struggled with him for a few minutes.
Bean recovered from the first's punch and Round-house kicked the Fourth one's head,
Lyle finished off the third by counter-grabbing him in the throat and stomped his foot and kicked out his knees.
Klien charged full speed at the fith one's stomach and repiedtly jabbed his elbows into him, until he fell onto the sixth one, who was then stomped on by Jake.
The last one backed up to he back of the car, his voice studdered.
Suddenly, a voice was heard from behind, "Hold it!" Bean turned his head, two cops pointed at them with thier nightsticks.
Suddenly, the train halted on the next station, first the Bopper darted out to the right,
Jake and Bean to the left, Lyle had his eyes on that bopper, he turned right, Klien close behind.
Both cops followed the eager to kill Lyle...
"LY! HELP, MAN!" Yelled Klien, who was pulled down and beatin' into a coma, then arrested.
"Klien, No!" Lyle yelled, he grabbed the first cop's hand and jabbed it into his own face, then slapped him silly, he fell with a thud.
The Second cop ran towards Lyle and attempted to twist his hand backwards, but Lyle upper-cutted him, braking his jaw, he wemt flying to the ground.
All of the sudden, more cops appeared behind him, by the dozens.
"GET THAT SNAKE!" The captain yelled, Lyle had to run, or he'd be in jail as well, he grabbed Klien, threw him over his right shoulder, and sprinted down the platform.
He noticed an exit to Broadway, and took it as an exit from "Cop-Land"...he ran to the nearest alley and set Klien, who was long passed out, down.

Chapter 4

Jake and Bean hurried down the platform.
"Where is Lyle and Klien?" Bean asked as he ran, long out of breath.
"I don't know, and i don't care...right now we just focus on gettin' out of here." Jake said.
Another exit popped up to Broadway as well, They ran up it...

It was raining again, but no thunder flashed, a good thing, there was no one on the street, not cops, not gangs, no one.
Bean held his head "Broadway? Broadway? who the hell is from broadway?" he asked himself.
Suddenly, his soulution came to mind..."Hi-Hats!" he yelled out loud.
"What?" Jake asked.
"Hi-Hats, are from broadway, expect to see 'em." Bean said as they walked.

They walked at least a mile, they're shoes, soggy and wet, thier faces: Still beat red from the run, and thier minds: Twisted with questions like: "What happened to that bopper?" or "Where did lyle and klien go? arrested? killed?"
Neither of them knew.
Suddenly, as soon as the rain post poned again, white faces with black hats appeared above the roof tops.
Bean stopped jake in his tracks.
"Hi-hats, they made us, expect a squad coming down on us, as long as we don't piece, we'll be fine." Bean whisspered.
"Well, i don't mean to sound like lyle, but i ain't down with negotiating. Lets rock these clowns." Jake said, very quiet.
Suddenly, a White Mime came out of an alley, Cracker-Jack.
"Hey!" he yelled.
"You ain't aloud to mucle in here, Sarecen. Word has it, you guys gudied Them Warriors in!"
"Where'd you hear that?" Jake swiftly asked.
"The Radio reports! They say, you got as much blame as they do!" he yelled.
"So we do...i never knew clowns could stop us!" Bean yelled.
Cracker-jack started grinding his teeth.
"Later, bub" Bean said, he reached out to push him,
Cracker-jack grabbed his hand and bit it!
"Ow, ****! ****!" Bean yelled,
After twenty seconds or so, Jake kicked Cracker-jack's arm, and most definitley, broke it.
As he fell to the ground in pain, Mimes sourrounded from all sides...
"Not good." Bean said through his teeth, he clinched his bitten arm as well.

Chapter 5.

Lyle put his hand to Klien's keck, no pulse, he put his hand to Klien's heart, no thump, he must've been in his remaining minutes when Lyle carreid him out of there.
Lyle's face hurt, it was so red, his hands clinched to fists and shut his eyes tight...then opened them,. he heard something down the street, comotion, A fight...perfect.

Lyle charged down the street full speed, it was foggy, but out-lines of chanting men slowly approached.
He realized, "Bean, Jake!"
He grabbed one from behind and stuck his knee in to his back, the man shreiked loudly, Lyle couldn't take the noise, he stuck his hand into his throat and pulled his tounge out as far as it could go, thenpushed his bloddy body to the ground, there were two left, and three Sarecens.
"Let's go!" Bean yelled, he knuckle-touched with Lyle.
One of them came directly at Jake, whograbbed his hand, twisted it and stepped on it to the point the man begged for mercy, then he kicked his head countlessly, until he was out...for good, maybe.
The final one ran at Bean, his fist out and ready. Bean struggled in his bag for it...he grabbed it and pulled it out, he sprayed the mans face, for a long time...twenty seconds! the man went down to his knees, where Bean punched him in the nose.
"That was terrific!" Bean yelled.
"Good job, we could use skills like that." Jake said, slapping hands with Lyle.
"You know it, Warchief!" Lyle yelled, Smiling.
"Klien?" Jake asked.
"Dead...cops beat the hell out of him with thier night-sticks." Lyle said.
"Dirty pigs." Bean mumbled.
"Whatever, let's get the hell back home...and Lyle, you still owe me from that bet." Jake said.

Chapter 6

The train home was silent...dead silent.
None of them talked about what they saw, not one.
The train halted at Union Square, Down a couple cars one gang...The Warriors? thought lyle, but they ignored it. If it were, they wouldn't do anything anyway.
They only fell asleep..."Lyle, WAKE UP!"
Bean awoke lye, for they were home.

They walked up on to street level, "Dana's Jewerly" lay in front of them, just as always, no suprises.
they walked down, Chiefy, the clerk, was cleaning the pharmacy, he waved, just as always, thier hang out was the corner of the justic building, the basement, just as always.
They walked down, thier burner...drew on a wall, Just as always.
Home...A trash heap. A place where people die for only thirty cents per pill bottle. But it was thier trash heap, thier dieing place, thier home, for it was special because of bad things churned into good.

The End.

All comments are welcome! I will ad new Sarecens stories soon! Thanks, Guys!

warrior9721 wrote: I will ad new Sarecens stories soon!

Oh Yeah you will... I mean you have to...
Great Story Man, I really liked it!!!
I can't just wait... 8)