Fan Fiction The Warriors Vice City Invasion

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This is the First Chapter of My Fan fiction. This is just the begining of Part ones chapters there will be others.
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New York
The Day the Warriors got home.


Well for now night. After a gruesome night of lost members, huge fights. A night the members of the Coney Island Warriors Will never forget.
Fox, and Cleon never showed up (Remeber they never did find out about Cleon they think the fuzz got him same with fox) for now they are considered Missing in action.
Swan the new Warchief planned instead on stayin with the group. Mercy Seemed fine with the idea. Infact she was officially stated a warrior the following day. She got the vest that she wanted since she met the Gang.


Its about 8:00p.m. in the latino district of Coney Island. A cracked up apartment is where screams of anger can be heard. The Screams are coming from Fernando Bonano age 45. The Yelling started when young Manuel "Rembrandt" Perez sneaks in his room through the Fire escape and enters the living room. "You've been out late again haven't you?" the man says in a drunken tone.
"You fuckin little punk..you got into a fights didn't you?" Rembrandt Looks down to the ground.
"Ansewer me!" The man then smacks Rembrandt hard and he hits the floor.
"What did I tell you about that gang Crap huh?! No Son of mine is gonna be some Friggin Punk goin around beatin people up! I raised you better than that!" The Father Begins yelling his face turning red with anger.
"Like you should talk you never even been around you just get drunk and.." Rembrandt again gets punch in the face now his nose is bleeding his father holding him by his vest.
"Don't you dare talk back to me you little punk! Im your Father I Created you! you would be nothin without me!"

rembrandt Thinks quickly and hits the only spot the man doesn't protect right in the nads.

Rembrandt gets up and Heads for his room. He locks the Door and gathers his things. A gun, a switch blade Cochise had given him when he got initiated, and some more spray paint and extra cash he hid from his greedy dad.. His father was pounding on the door yelling loudly soon his punchs created a hole in the door. By this Time Rembrandt Wuickly got out of the Room and went down the fire escape with his sack of Equipment and ran back to Warriors central. His new Home.