Rembrandts adventure

[R3mbrandtfan]

ok guys this is my first attempt at fan fiction so please tell me what to fix and dont be afraid to comment!


    Why did i ever tell swan i didnt need any backup? All i wanted to do was get our name up. Help out the warriors rep. Now look at the shit ive gotten myself in! Rembrandt was at the best place to get up in all of New York City. The Pelham Trainyard. Rembrandt sprayed a quick W over a Moonrunners burner as he walked in the shadows. He thought to himself, "As soon as I put this bomb on the new train, I'll be off to the big CI". He began to lay the bomb down, being careful not to leave any drips behind on his piece. Sweat was trickiling down his forehead. He was thinking to himself " This is a lose-lose situation! If the Moonrunners dont catch me and kill me, or the fuzz dosent bust me, then aerosol fumes surely will". While he was putting the second r on the bomb, he saw out of the corner of his eye, Luna 51 and 5 other Moonrunners. The Moonrunners turf was Pelham and they lurk around the Pelham trainyard layin down tags and talking about the latest sci-fi flick and how they could be the biggest gang in New York. Luna saw Rembrandt and yelled, " What the hell are you doing in our yard? Kill that lame mutha fucka!


what do u guys think so far?

[$now4Ever]

I like it man keep writing i want to see how rembrandt gets out of this one.

[R3mbrandtfan]

Part two : the sky is raning red


        Rembrandt's fears had been proven correctly as the Moonrunners had discovered Rembrandt bombing a fresh train. Rembrandt quickly and sloppily sprayed iors to complete his bomb. He hopped off the train and he began to run as fast as he could. He knew he had left some drips because he was in a hurry to finish it, but his life was more important then a couple of drips after all. He was running out of the train station as fast as he could. But the Moonrunners were right on his ass! Rembrandt thought to himself," It's at least another mile to the subway, i'll never make it! By then he couldn't even hear himself think for his heart was beating so loud. He was out of breath, he couldn't go on any longer. He turned the corner and jumped behind two trash cans as a last desperation. Luna and the other ten moonrunners turned the corner and saw a sight they never want to see. It was the Turnbull AC'S!! The Turnbull leader screamed at the top of his lungs,"We've come to take your turf you lame shiny vested pricks!! Everyone had heard of the AC'S. They're a bunch of tough, Anarchist punks who ride around in old bus screaming at the top of there lungs. They reside in Gunhill which is right next to Pelham. The Runners and the Bulls had been warring over turf for the past four months. Luna taunted them bye screaming," Bring it on then, you punk ass BIATCHESS!! Then it was on, The gangs collided. A bull knifed a runner in the chest, only to have a bat busted over his head. A moonrunner ran at a bull only to have a glass beer bottle busted on his face like a pinata! More and more soldiers began to fall, but unfortunatley for the moonrunners, there were only eleven of them while there were fifty Turnbulls. The battle was over. The bulls had beat down the runners and had this part of Pelham under control, and then suddenly the overhead train pulled up over head. Rembrandt glared at his unfortunate luck. Not this bull shit again! he decided to make his move. He burst out from behind the trash cans and started to run down the street. One of the Bulls yelled,"Hey it's a warrior,we still owe them for wasting Birdie! Get Him"!! They all yelled and began to chase Rembrandt. Rembrandt kept running at full speed but he could tell he was getting tired. He made it to the platform and started to climb the stairs two at a time. He finnaly got up the stairs which seemed like a eternity and quickly hopped over the toll booth without even taking a second notice. By that time the bulls just began to climb the stairs. Right before the doors closed, Rembrandt slid in just in time. The bulls got to the train but the doors had already closed. So they began to pound there fists and weapons on the train in anger of losing there prey. Slowly but surely, the train began to roll out of the station and into the night. Rembrandt thought to himself how he had just barely doged death twice. He leaned back in his seat. He gave a tiny smirk and mouthed to himself, The big CI, here we come!!


This story is dedicated to Marcelino Sanchez. A great actor whose untimely death saddened us all. He will be missed................

[warlord jp]

This story gets better by the minute. keep on going man! 

[Ajax_91]

this story is preety cool. nice job keep it up

[R3mbrandtfan]

Part three: Purple,Shiny and full of suprises

So much for getting back to the big CI, Rembrandt muttered to himself. Rembrandt looked at the subway map dazed and confused from trying to figure it out for at least an hour. Rembrandt finally decided to just get off at the next stop and hope it was close to Coney so he could just walk the rest of the way there. So about five minutes later the subway stopped and Rembrandt got off praying that he was getting off in a area with out any gangs. After getting off the train platform he looked around for the nearest back alley and took it. Ever since Fox had died, Rembrandt had taken a duel job of being the family artist and scout/Memory Man. As he walked down the alley, he saw a burner with big,purple letters clearly stating "BOPPERS".Holy Shit,I'm in Harlem,Rembrandt thought! Rembrandt barely resisted pulling out his spray can and writing a big,fat,red W over it. But as he looked around he saw the unmistakable Shiny,purple vests of two Bopper members. The Boppers were a Stylish,Cool gang that resides in Harlem. They focus more on the latest tunes,clothes and fads then anything else. But they aren't afraid to bop if someone intrudes on there turf. There rivals are the Hurricanes,who live in Spanish Harlem. Both gangs are constantly fighting over one block of turf,which weakens both gangs, allowing others to come in and take some of there turf in the process. The two Boppers strolled over to Rembrandt in a nonchalant way,not seeming agressive at all,much to Rembrandt's suprise. The Bopper in the lighter tinted vest and hat with a yellow shirt underneath said to Rembrandt,don't worry, we've gaven up the hostile act. Why don't you come to our strip club, we'll give u a drink or two. Rembrandt,tired and wary,quickly agreed.
Twenty minutes later...... Rembrandt sat on a fluffy couch with a lager in one hand  and a strippers booty in the other. Rembrandt told one of the boppers "You know, yall our the first friendly faces I've seen all night. The bopper replied "Sure, anything to help,after all, the warriors are such a big gang after all". Really? Yeah, I guess we are a pretty solid outfit,Rembrandt said. The bopper said in a increasing voice, After all you are the guys thAT STOLE BIG MOE'S HAT!!! Suddenly, The stripper pulled out a revolver and pointed at Rembrandt. Rembrandt screamed at the top of his lungs HOLY SHIT, THE CHICKS ARE PACKED, THE CHICKS ARE PACKED!!! The stripper fired at Rembrandt but missed. He quickly pulled out his spray can and sprayed it in her face, making her scream in agony. A bopper came up with a knife and cut rembrandt on the arm but he punched the bopper in the face and took the switch blade in self defense. He ran at the  door with his shoulder in front and busted the door down and ran as fast as he could. The boppers looked at the stripper with the gun in disgust. She knew tonight she would get a beating for failing. Rembrandt finally began to slow down as he realized they weren't following him. He thought to himself,"Harlem is out of the picture now,just gotta find that subway!!

Stay tuned for part 4, coming shortly to a forum near you

Adios Boppers......

[Ajax_91]

good stuff man

i liked how in the first part you based it off the all-city level from the game. that was cool 

[beloved]

it's coming along quit nicely.

[Cowboy 79]

I agree I wonder what will happen next

[warlord jp]

Hey man when are you making another one, it was pretty good!!!

[Oxygen]

you are a good writer but this is too much like the movie,Rembrandt running from the Turnbulls to make it on the train just,and him running into the boppers is just like the lizzies scene,Even what he says is from the movie.