RRA & Copperhead presents...TRIBUTE: When the Punks rumble t

[RRA]

I RRA, and Copperhead, have penned a few stories here and there.

But since exchanging ideas and thoughts with each other, we've decided to present an experimental story for this forum.

What follows is this simply story. The Punks, rulers of the critically important transit-juncture Union Station, realize that if they demand a financial tribute monthly from the rest of the gangs of the city, they can make some cash...and virtually go city-wide by controlling the trains!

Safe to say, the Riffs don't exactly care for this idea, to say the least.

Here is how this will be written. Today you will read my first chapter. Eventually, Copperhead will write his second chapter. Then I will pen chapter 3. Copperhead with chapter 4, and so forth.

We will keep a minimum, if any at all, dialogue with each other in regards to what we want. Basically, we'll be writing chapters in response to each other. It might create one very messy and incoherent story, but like having sex with Star Jones....someone has to do the dirty work.

Hope you all enjoy!

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RRA & Copperhead presents TRIBUTE: When the Punks rumble the Riffs

Chapter One

“Warlord Warren wrecked wonders what wonderful work…â€

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 2 We mean buisness


   The  punks finally got packed with weapons that they needed to show other gangs that they meant buisness and wasn't going to stand for any bullcrap whatsoever. They marched out their hideout one by one and led each other into the subway platform to get it up and running. They did this to lure any gangs that desired to take a ride on the train to their destination. Manos and the gang were just waiting for someone to come in and call themselves getting a free trip home,and if they didn't pay they would most likely get a free trip to the hospital.

There was a couple entering the subway laughing and talking.

Manos had a switchblade well in hand being ready for anything that  dared to come his way. The young couple lingered past the punks staring at Manos. They looked disgusted and scared knowing that it was a 99.9% chance that they would get robbed and  killed by these testosterone youths that were just in a age group between 21 and early 30s.

"What the [bad word deleted] you looking at?"manos shotued.

  The couple quickly turned their heads like nobody was talking directly to them. They stood by the edge of the platform to wait for the train to arrive and pick them up from these so called scumbags. Warchief, Charles strolled out the gang of punks and stood besides Manos with a aluminum bat hanging from his palm scratching the concrete with every move he made. He then rested the bat on his right shoulder staring at the couple that was geeting on the train.He could tell that they were scared by reading their body language.

"False alarm....I guess"Charles responded.

Behind manos and Charles the rest of the punks were waiting in the wings. Taylor stood by the subway entrance chewing a piece of spearmint gum with a crowbar tightly secured in his hand. Hepulled his head up and looked at the subway stairs entrance. He witness the Gerrards coming into the subway laughing and giggling like nothing would happen to them, but they were in for a big surprise!

Taylor gave a low whisper to signal the punks that a gang was coming.

Taylor hid behind the wall with his crowbar to his chest and his back straighten against the wall.His eyes shifted from left toright wondering what he should do. As soon as one of the gangmembers foot hit the last  step he was ready to take action. He violently and quickly swung the crowbar and hit the guy in the chest. He looked up and saw that there were two more members with him. One of the guys swung at taylor and pushed him down.

The gang of punks were screaming and shouting when they got on their skates and chased the members further into the station.
*Whoa....Haha*

The members split up trying to lose the  roaring crowd of punks that were ready to knock every sense into their freakin brains about coming down to bowery. When the members seperated so did the punks. They seperated in groups of 5 to hunt down the trespassers.Warchief,Charles skidded on his skates as he heard a breathing noise coming from behind a garbage can.

The other gangmemembers were behind Charles smiling. Charles snuck over to the garbage can and faced the back of the tresspasser.Charles smirked"Look behind you!" and like a stupid fool the member turned his head and saw Charles swing and strike him over the head over a dozen times. The other gang of punks with Manos were still tracking down the other member.

"Come out, Come out where ever you are!"Manos replied in a evil voice.

Little did the punks know that the cowardly gangmember was hiding behind a hotdog counter. Manos strolled by the counter shifting his head. All of a sudden some condiments were knocked off the counter and hit the floor. The member knew he did it and if they found him he would would be [bad word deleted]ed up! When Manos turned his head to the counter he saw the guy get up and run away. Manos quickly sped up to the guy and tackled him to the conrete.

"Where's our money,huh?"Manos asked holding his blade towards the the guys neck.

"What money? I don't know nothin about any money!"The guy frantically exclaimed when he literally wet his pants.

Manos stared at the member"I guess your not getting home then!"He slit the guys neck and kicked his body onto the subway tracks waiting for the subway to get rid of the evidence. They strolled back to bowery and met each other there when they reunited. Charles came up to them with the blood stained bat tapping the concrete. *Clack, Clink

"You get anything?"Manos asked.

Charles nodded his head"I got 10 dollars off the poor sucka and thats all!"

Taylor approached them rubbing his head.Manos turned his head and directed his view at taylor"What's wrong with you?" Taylor eyes squinted which made him look like he had crows feet "They pushed me down and almost made me choke on my gum!"he said annoyed.

Manos stands in front of the punks to give a speech.

"What we did tonight is what is expected of us evry time a gang tries to come to get a ride on our trains.You all did well tonight and I just want to say that we don't take bull crap from nobody I don't care if its the N.Y.P.D or the Gramercy Riffs!"

The crowd was filled with nodding heads.

"We'll rule every damn gang in the city!"



Chapter 3 coming soon by RRA!

[RRA]

Chapter 3

“Good morning boppers, I do hope all my babies got in safely from whatever you all were doing last night, legal or not. Anyway, before we get to the top tunes that the streets are grooving to, some quick news. The announcement  earlier this week by the Punks of Union Station that all gangs in the city that hope to use the city’s trains must pay “access rightsâ€

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 4


  Utopia laid in the hospital bed feeling sad. Eventually his eyes watered up as he turned the television off and threw the remote on the floor in anger. His intention to get up out his bed was obiviously doubtful.

He slowly sits up on his bed. While he did that he felt a small sharp pain storm through his anus. He shut his eyes hoping that the pain doesn't get any worse than he experienced. He laid both feet on the floor and tries to push himself upward off his bed. In a instant the pain came back and this time it really hurt him. He succumb to the excruciating pain and fell on his bed. As soon as the door opened he hurriedly postioned himself on the bed trying to resist the severe suffering of punishment done to him.

The nurse walks in with a food tray in her hand. She lsits it on utopia's knees.

"You need to eat so you can be healthy! She said walking out the room.

Utopia stared at the food tray and saw another coca-cola bottle on his tray. At that exact moment he felt like commiting suicide since he had his manhood taken away by a glass bottle. He knocks the tray on the floor and starts crying.

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Charles and Holden go back to bowery and return to the punks hideout to meet up with Manos and the others. In the subway they witnessed a moonrunner soldier mugging a lady. The soldier looked unaware of what might happen to him if the punks caught him in their turf.

Charles stares at the moonrunner and the lady and nudges Holden in the arm asking for a switchblade. Holden shuffles through his pockets but dissapointingly he has a pocket knife. He lends the pocket knife to charles and puts a evil grin on his face.

He quickly runs up to the guy and stabs him in the spinal chord with no remorse. The moonrunner falls on his stomach with the knife sticking out his back in a upright postion. Charles then picks up the purse that the moonrunner had and hands it to the lady. When she recieved her pursue she ran away.

Charles throws his arms up "I think a thank you will be nice!" he shouted.

They went down to the punks hideout and encountered manos sitting on his homemade throne.

Charles smirks"T hat was funny.You sodomized that guy! But I think I could have done better...kill the amabassdor and lay his dead corpse in the riffs hangout perhaps?Maybe you would break his neck in five places!"

Manos approaches charles and patts him on the shoulder.

"Listen Chuckie, thats a good idea, but we're doing things my way. You and holden should go collect the protection money from the stores..I want $25 from each storeowner, Got it?"

Charles stands over by the garbage ignoring Manos. He peaks in the garbage to find the bottle Manos used to take away the ambassdors manhood.

"EWWWWW...I never saw nothin like that!"

Manos rolls his eyes" Shut up and go get the protection money!"

Holden stuffs his hands in his pockets" Think you started a war and I believe that the riffs will strike at anytime!" Charles nodds his head "He's right. The riffs might be coming. Who knows they probably took out our scouts already! That is if they know you abused that kid!"

Manos shakes his head in shame.

" I know the might be p*issed cuz we won't allow any gangs through our turf to take the train home and I know they'll be mad cuz I abused theier little a** kisser! Then again I don't give a d*mn. If the riffs want a fight then thats what they'll get!

Manos takes a deep breath.

Charles and Holden walk out the hangout and onto the streets of manhattan. Is there a surprise in store for them?!

Chapter 5 by RRA (Coming Soon)

[RRA]

Chapter 5

A human hand.

6 toes.

Some brain matter.

Is that an eyeball or a thumb with its nail ripped out?

How did I get stuck with cleaning up the rails today?

That’s what Vern wants to know. Why is it that his shift of cleaning up the Punks’ whack jobs have to be that Moonrunner that Holden and Taylor wasted earlier. Those Pelham painters better pay up soon. Less bodies, less clean-up duty for him.

Until then…Vern picks up his black trash bag, until he realizes that he stepped on what was this poor bastard’s intestines.

Unsurprisingly, Vern vomits. He had pizza yesterday?

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Manos will give Holden one thing. His looks hide absolutely nothing, including the fact that he’s a fool.

The rest of the Punk Nation knows little, if any, about Manos’ past before joining the outfit. He had short-term memberships with many gangs, but he did learn one vital fact for surviving the streets of New York.

Knowledge is the greatest weapon for any street soldier.

That’s why he didn’t tell the rest of the Punks that the loser they corn syrup sodomized was a nephew of Masai. If they did, then either they would run off to save their skins or worse, Holden might use it as an opportunity to seize power. He’s dumb, but not stupid.

He’s got to get rid of that loose thread.

As for Charles, the creepy pervert looking for the forbidden coke bottle did freak Manos out. He knows that Chuckie spends most of his time at the porno movie theatre down the street on the surface, probably wanking his snake several times a day.

Whatever. As long as Chuckie continues beating the hell out of the competition, he can beat himself all he wants.

Back to pressing matters, the Riffs will march down to Union. They will try to make an example out of the Punks, Harlem-style. The Punks instead must make an example of the Riffs, who rely much on their heavy rep to maintain their city-network. Masai will send an expedition, larger than the usual platoons, to kill every Punk.

That’s why Manos raped Utopia. When Masai finds out what humiliation laid upon his own blood, he will be absolutely angry. His emotions will overtake logic, and the legendary refined Riff fighting machine will get sloppy and unfocused.

The question though is when they will attack. While the other Punks were celebrating their victory over those Gerrards, Manos had ordered a low-ranking Punk soldier, the black-skinned Jonas, to secretly discard his Punk regalia, steal some clothes from a bum loser, and set up over in Harlem as another drunk beggar. Because Manos feared that Holden or other power-hungry Punks might tip the Riffs about Jonas, he simply told his Punks that Jonas ran off with some whore. They bought it.

Manos had recruited this rookie when he realized how sneaky and clever Jonas is in avoiding the law and enemy troops.

But Jonas has a very dangerous mission. The Riffs have a reputable street intelligence service of their own. The cops never did understand that the Riffs always avoided arrest because they had phone bugs and moles within the police ranks. They could easily discover Jonas and waste him.

But if Jonas pulls through by finding out when the Riffs will invade without compromising his job, Manos promised the soldier that he would become a Warchief. He deserves it if he can actually make it happen.

The way that Manos sees it, the Punks have at least a week possibly before the Riffs attack. Masai is wise enough to not attack impulsively. He’ll give the Punks a few days, with the idea that the Punk leadership will ease off on their patrols, and then WHAM.

Just a pity that the Riffs have become predictable. Knowing is half the battle.

The other half is being ready. If Jonas can alert the Punks in time of the Riffs’ arrival, the Punks will have time to set-up for the battle. Taylor is rushing to get the massive array of necessary weapons ready for the big rumble.

Manchester comes into Manos’ throne room.

“Warlord, we have an ambassador who wishes to see you. He’s with the Shamrocks.â€

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 6


The two soldiers walked down the street with the stranger they met earlier. Charles had the protection money in his hand ready to stuff it in his pocket. He then stared at the stranger walking besides them.

"Where are you from, anyways?"

"Im from coney island. I was also part of the warriors until I made a stupid mistake in riverside."

Taylor nodded his head seeming interested "Well what happen? You got wrecked by those face painted mutes?"

Ajax smirked" Yeah right, they'll never lay a hand on me otherwise I'll bust their freakin heads!"

Charles looked irritated"Just tell us what happened!"

"Ok I got arrested by a cop..undercover woman cop!"

Charles and Taylor laughs at him. If you evr got busted by a woman cop you would most likely be branded as a wimp. Its just like getting a cap blown in your a** by the lizzies.

All of a sudden a strange woman walks past them taunting Taylor. Little did they know that it was Gemini, the riffs only girl member that knew how to get the job done when it came to putting gangs down that disrespect the riffs.

Taylor is infatuated with her looks and follows her.

"Wait where you goin? She might be a cop! Come back here!"Ajax yelled.

Charles stares at Taylor "Don't worry about him cuz he will get what he deserves!"

Taylor and Gemini go into a alley while Ajax and charles go to the subway to meet up with Manos to tell him that he has a new blood that wants to be in with the punks.

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Manos rubs his chin small goatee thinking with his legs crossed sitting in his homemede throne. He was giving alot of thought about the shamrocks and the gerrards. But the main goal was to keep this deal right and reasonable for the shamrocks ambassador. He stares at the ambassador with a crazy look and starts to laugh for some unknown reason.

"Its funny that you said that. You need toilet paper the bathroom is in the back. Help yourself."

"Look Manos I'm serious about this we need to know if the deal is good by tommorrow!"

Manos slams his hand on the table "Haha, Just F*ckin with you. You can't take a joke?"

"This isn't a joke. I understand that the gerrads won't be a probelm, but its the riffs. They run the city and we should team up so we can take em down!" The ambassador said.

Manos agrees to the idea. This is great.

"Alright then you got yourself some soldiers on the side but you better pay up when its tim, got it?" Manos said.

"Yes Warlord, Manos"

As soon as the shamrocks ambassdor walks out the hideout he encounters charles and ajax coming in.They brush past the guy and walk up to manos. Manos looks down on them wondering who the new guy was and what was his exact purpose for being here. The riffs spy perhaps?

"I wanna join the PUNKS!" Ajax announced.

Manos ignores him and ask turns his attention to Charles."Where's Taylor?"

Charles shruggs his shoulder "I don't know he just ran off with some girl outside. I don't know what the deal was but I really don't care. Anyway what were the shamrocks doing here?"

"They wanted help so if they paid us we would take out their rivals The Gerrads and promise them that the gerrads wouldn't have access to any of the trains in Bowery."

Charles smirks"Thats good cuz I don't mind puttin pain on those irish bastards! Sh*t think about all the money we'll get if the gerrads tried to get to the shamrocks every week and we take em down!"

Manos smiles "Yep paradise isn't it? We also got to get ready for those riffs too!"

"Yeah I understand we can let them pass either!"

Ajax throws out his arms "What about me?"

Manos looks down at ajax and throws him some overals with a blue and red striped shirt."Your in kid. You look like you know how to bop anyway!"


Chapter 7 by RRA (Coming soon)

[RRA]

Chapter 7

Taylor feels a stiff chubby in his pants. All his blood and mental concentration is being diverted from his brain to his groin area.

“So hot chocolate, what brings you out here tonight?â€

[warlord jp]

Hey nice job copperhead, im diging your parts of the story!!

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 8

Manhattan General Hospital....


  Utopia is still in the hospital resting from his rectal bleeding. He wasn't getting use to the hospital anymore like he was after the first 6 days. He can't stand the agonizing 3 weeks in the hospital. Its most definately running him crazy. The sounds of newborn baby cries and the screams of young pregnant women giving birth was more than he could take. The pain was slowly going away but utopia felt like he could not suffer the punishment anymore.

He stands on the bed with his eyes close taking a deep breath.

He gets the bed spread and ties it around a pole on the ceiling. He slowly ties the other end of the bed sheet around his neck as tight as he could. He tied it so tight that a boy scout couldn't even untie it.

He looks down at the clean hospital floor and sheds a tear.

Good bye cruel world.

Utopia jumps of the bed and hangs himself. He is hanging from the ceiling as his legs dangled widly until the sheet got tighter around his neck. It crushed his Larynx (Wind pipe in the throat) Utopia commited suicide at Manhattan General Hospital. Utopia Sha'hir 1956-1979 R.I.P.

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Punks Hideout......

  Manos is resting comfortable in his throne staring at the imprisoned captived, Gemini. What can we do with her instead of commiting rape? he thought. Manos gets out of his cahir and walks up to the cell. Manos leans on the door peaking inside to get a closer look at Gemini.

"How you feeling in there Babe?"

Gemini gets off the concrete floor and faces Manos by the cell door without saying anything at all. She looks at him with disgust.

Manos gives a wolf smile."Well? Did you hear me? Anyways do you know when the riffs will attack?"

Gemini is in anger "NO! Whats it to you anyway? If I knew I still wouldn't tell you. Im tired of looking at your ugly face!"

Gemini spits in Manos face with no respect for him whatsoever. She did it to accomandate on how much of a sick bastard he was.

Manos runs his fingers past his face wiping off the saliva. He seems to be angry but it isn't showing on his face. Manos should be getting tired of chicks that act all hard. For example, The lady gophers who were one of 1960s  vicious girl gang followed by the Tornadoes. For those gangs they are exstinct and they somewhat inspired women to have gangs of their own those days.

"I hate prissy, stuck up b*tches like you!"

Manos violently kicks the door over several times to scare Gemini. It looks like he was having a tantrum. He finally comes to and calms down.

"Your a fiesty chick. I think taylor wouldn't have a probelm getting you for cutting his face up!"

Warchief, Taylor heard Manos call his name so he goes to see what he wants. Taylor was holding the bloody bandages on his face so they wouldn't slip off.

"Whats good, Warlord?"

"I want you to teacher missy right here a lesson! I told her............."

*Knock  Knock!*

Someone is knocking on the door. Warcheif, Strummer walks up and opens the door. To his surprise the Gerrards liuetenant, Mitchell comes into the door. Strummer stares down the dude for a good 7 seconds. He knows that the liuetenant is filled with fear. Mitchell was a heavy, red haired guy that was a wimp in most ways to be true. But why would the Gerrards come back after facing fatal repercussion in bowery last time?

Manos stares at Mitchell. "What do you want? You want some slop little piggie?"

The other Punks laugh at the joke.

"Stop making fun of me...M-M-My warlord is going to pay you all soon. I-I-Is that good enough?"Mitchell is scared and fearing for his life.

Manos leans his head to the side."When will this be?"

"I-I-I don't know."

"If you don't know then its not a done deal now is it?" Manos asked.

"I-I-I understand but..."

Manos interrupts" I sense fear in you. Your legs are shaking. Do you know the weakest link is the first to die?"

Mitchell eyes widen" Please don't kill me, man."

*Whack!*

Strummer whacks the scary little f*cker in the back of the head knocking him unconscious. Manos is pleased to see that strummer read his mind. Manos kicks the unconscious in the stomach.

"Get rid of this tub of lard! Tie him up and set him on the train tracks ASAP!"

Taylor and Strummer do what they are told.

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Train Tracks......

  Mitchell finally comes to from his brief coma and realizes that he is tied up on the train tracks. All four limbs, One leg timed to the other leg and his arms tied behind his back. He also had duct tape on his mouth so no one couldn't hear his screams.

Mitchell is struggling as he tries to get out of the position he is in. Huge drops of sweat is running down his forehead.

*Ding Ding!*

The train is coming at a high speed. Mitchell is f*cked up now. His silent screams can barely be heard beyond the tape on his mouth. Its too late now. He's hopeless.

*Zoom!*

The train kills Mitchell. Crushes every bone in his body and destroyers every last organ in his body.

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Finally Ajax, Chales and Holden approach riverside to teach the Tacklers about paying what they owe. The park was silent it looks like no one was around but obviously the Tacklers were hiding somewhere ready to strike at anytime.

"Where the f*ck are these dead beats?"Ajax yelled.

"Calm down. They here."Charles answers.

*Crash!*

A molotov bomb hits the ground right before the three soldiers. The flames were growing and didn't go away since it was burning in the grass. Holden backs away from the fire so he wouldn't get burnt by the steam and intesity.

"Damn. Its a f*cking Meteor shower"

*Crash  Crash*

More Molotov bombs were thrown but missed the three soldiers. Some laughs were heard from the trees it sound like some young teenagers. Charles looks up at the trees and sees the Tacklers hiding. Eventually the tacklers let there presence be known. The climb down the tree ready to fight.

"Lets go!"

One Tackler came at charles like a charging ram. Luckily Charles quickly moved  and grabbed the teen from the back. Ajax found himself fighting another soldier that came his way. Ajax wasn't letting him get by or get away. Ajax quickly hits the guy in the stomach and knees him in the face. With all his strength ajax flips the guy over on his back. Brings back old times, eh?

"F*cking A!"

Holden was constantly punching the handicapped soldier that was in a struggle with Charles. Holden took out a switchblade and jabs it in the guys stomach. Charles throws the dead guy on the ground knowing that its over now. There is one more soldier they forgot about. It turns out that last soldier was the Warlord. The warlord charged at Charles unexpectedly and rammed him in the back nocking him down.

"Stop him he's trying to get away!" Holden shouts.

Ajax runs off after him and tackles him to the ground. Ajax doesn't hold back to punch the dude in the face a couple of times.

"Now dirtbag where the money?"

"What money? That money I owe,Manos? Go eat me!"

Charles is p*ssed so he gets of the ground without succumbing to the pain that was storming in his back. Charles pulls Ajax off the guy to handle things himself. Charles grabs the warlord by the headlock and drags him towards the burning fire from the molotov bomb.

"Burn baby burn!"Charles said." Disco inferno!"

Charles throws the Warlord in the fire to burn him up. He knew Manos wanted to waste the guy if he forgot the money anyway. Ajax looks at the charred Warlord and looks surprised. Holden is also speechless.

"What the hell?" Ajax whispered in amazement.

"Lets go. My back hurts like a b*tch and Im going to Chinatown to get a massage. You two go to Manos.....Ouch!... and go tell him we were empty handed. Don't forget to tell him I'll be at the parlor, ok?"charles said clearly.

"Okay, man. We got it all covered.It was worth it " Holden responds.

The two soldiers go their seperate ways since Charles is going to Chinatown. The thing why is Charles going to Chinatown when you got the Savage Huns in that Turf? Will he get wasted by the asian fury while he is shaking down some asian wool? We will have to see!

Chapter 9 Coming Soon!

        By RRA

[adam88]

Hey good job man, great detail.

[RRA]

Chapter 9 by RRA

Riffs HQ – Somewhere Underground in Harlem…

The Riff security-attache walked into the room of his supreme leader, only to find Masai sitting at his desk, with his face covered.

“Sir, we got this package-â€

[adam88]

Hey great job on this story, its nicely detailed.

[Baby Bear]

Chapter 10

Chinatown Massage Parlor...

   Charles  made  it  to  chinatown. It took him time but he managed to find it. His back was still in pain from when that fake warlord tackler gave him a blow to the spine. He entered the parlor with pain expressing on his brown face. The clerk woman stares at charles for a few seconds wondering if he was there to rob her or burn down the shop since it was ran by the savage huns.

"Excuse me mister, what do you want?"

Charles winces in pain."Its obvious that im looking for a massage ASAP. My back is killing me!"

The woman taps a bell on the desk over several times. It was the que to bring out some asian girls that were willing to give a massage. They were bad looking either. They asians line up in different colored lingerie. There were at least ten sexy figured girls laughing and giggling. From the looks of it it was organized like a brothel.

"I'll pick you!" Charles pointed his finger at a girl.

The girl looked like she was only 24 years old.Charles was only 26. The woman had long pigtails tails that came down to her shoulders with a see- thru black dress on. The woman playedfully grabbed Charles arm with a sign of happiness and took him to a quiet room in the back.

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The Room.....

  Charles took  off his orange striped shirt and laided his stomach on the bed with his long french braids coming onto his shoulders. Charles adjusted his orange bandana on his head in boredom. The smell of the womans fresh blue  fingernail polish was rather pleasing. She started to rub into charles back to relieve the pain.

"Ooooo..You poor thing. What happened?"

Charles was delighted to tell her anything by that moment.

"I was in a gang brawl. Boppin motherf*kers left to right. Breaking arms ,bashing skulls it was so dangerous."

"So that must explain that scar on your side. What gang are you with?"

Charles was proud to say "Im with the punks. That scar was from a battle with teh hi-hats three years ago. I almost died that day."

The woman starts yelling at the door in japanese. Maybe it was signaling someone? Either way Charles didn't understand what she was saying which scared him at times. Charles looks at the door to see four shadows at the door that were just standing there. Oh sh*t its probably an ambush.

"Sorry I gotta go"

Charles turns his pain relieved back and sits upright ready to grab his shirt of the hanger. Immediately the girl lays him back on top of the bed. Charles then noticed a tattoo on her arm. Maybe its a asian girl gang or maybe she is working with the savage huns.

"Please don't go. You haven't had happy ending." The woman pleaded.

She grabbed something from up under the bed without  her defenseless wouldbe victim noticing. To distract him she pulls off her lingerie to expose herself.

It was just a distraction.

Charles raises his eyebrows and his heart starts racing knowing that something isn't going right."What are you doing?"

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Tackler Turf....

  Ajax and Holden eventually snuck into real Tackler territory without getting made by the gangs sentinels and other foot soldiers that patroled the park. Holden keeps wiggling in the huge Tackler uniform feeling uncomfortable.

"What the hell is wrong with you? You got fleas or something?" Ajax asked.

"It's......this...damn...err...heavy uniform. Its hot and its making me ...... *wiggle*.. me itchy!"

"Stop being a freakin pansy. The warlord is right there. We can take him! So don't wuss out on me, ok?"Ajax said.

The two unknown soldiers walked right up to the warlord with no fear. Only ajax showed more bravery. They couldn't get fresh with this otherwise they will get caught. Holden was still wiggling and couldn't resist the cotton material that made him hot.

Ajax comes up to the guy with no fear whatsoever and stands in front of him.

"Excuse me, Warlord. Did you pay those punks back yet?"

"Those chicken sh*ts won't be getting nothing from me. They ain't worth it!"

It looks like the guy didn't even know that Ajax and Holden were in disguised in tackler uniforms. That means he was unaware that the two intruders were behind enemy lines.

"Well are you unaware that two punks snuck over here dressed like your patrols?"

Ajax called himself playing mind games. Even though Ajax had more braunse than brains he might just take the risk of giving himself away.

The warlord raises his eyebrows."Yeah. Why would you ask something like that, huh? Are you one of them?"

Holden freezes and looks at Ajax with a blank stare. Is this guy crazy? He's going to get us caught!  He thought.

Ajax smiles" If we were  them what makes you think we would tell you?"

Ajax pulls out the shiny revolver and points it at the warlord. The cheerleaders run away in fear.

"Where the money?"

Holden shouts "C'mon Ajax don't shoot him. You can't blow his brains out just beat his a**!"

"What makes you think I won't blow his brains out on the grass and the patio?"

The warlord is on his knees crying in such fear and terror with the nozzle of the gun pointed at his face.

"Please don't shoot I........"

*Click*. Ajax cocks the gun with a steady aim at the guys face.

"First of all who were those guys that tried to saute us back there?"

"They were lower rank tacklers they too had a warlord but he was small time."

Ajax has anger on his face. "Enough chatting. Stand up!. I should shoot you where you stand."

The warlord stands up but he wasn't going to let the little bugger shoot him at all. Ajax turns his head to Holden with the gun pointing at the Tackler."Well don't we have the upper hand?" Ajax said. *Swoop*

As soon as Ajax took his eyes off the warlord. The guy swiped the gun from the palm of his hand. The revolver falls to the ground.Someone better get to that Revolver. FAST!


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Riffs Headquaters.....

Masai was infuriated  and sad when saw the video of Gemini being tortured. It was gruesome and mostly horrific. All of her painful screams made him cringe.

"Why? They sent utopia to his death by making him commit suicide. Now they torture Gemini for thier twisted pleasures."

Riff liuetenant, Raheem comes up to Masai. Raheem was one of the strongest grenadiers the riifs had in the squad. He would most often patrol harlem and shake down boppers for money . He would threaten them if they dare told any of their allies or attempted to get the riffs with a surprise attack.

Raheem puts on a strong face."They got one of our soldiers hostage. I suggest we capture some of their high rank soldiers."

Masai gives it a thought for a few seconds. He turns off the video and nodds his head.

"I agree. So how will we know which one of their soldiers are higher rank?"

Raheem pulls out a clipboard with numerous names. On the paper it had all members from each gang. He slid his finger down the list to find the punks. He read the names off.

"Ok. We have Charles"Charlie" Mckire, next we have Holden leinart, then we have..."

"Thats enough. We can capture those two soldiers. We'll do the same with them as they did with Utopia and Gemini but I'll make sure it will be more deadly."

"Yes, sir."

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Punks Hideout......

Taylor is sitting at the table putting a bomb together. He was quiet because he needed concentration so he won't make the wrong move otherwise the explosive might go off or won't work at all. The wimpering cries of Gemini was heard in the cell room behind him.

"Hey what you doing?" Manos said.

"Damn don't sneak up on me! I could've blown this place up! My fingers are f*cking slippery!"

"So your making a bomb? We could've just stole some C4 dynamite from the nearest military store.Stop you from all your hard work,eh?"

Taylor ignores Manos and shakes his head.

"Im putting my high school education to good use. I believe I have a job to finish here so go away, please. You'll be surprised at how many riffs will get blown to bits with this."

"Whatever, man. Just get done cuz we're going to need them." Manos turns his back and goes to his desk and smokes a newport cigarette.

They got the bomb wiz taylor to improve their weaponry and they got Holden and Ajax holding a Tackler warlord begging on his knees and they have Charlie boy in Chinatown where he can become chop suyi by the savage huns or maybe a secret girl gang. We'll see what happens in .....

RRA writes Chapter 11. The best of the best is next!!!

[Baby Bear]

Too bad me and RRA didn't even finish this. It was going real good. The best on the forum I'd say.

[Swan 1979]

Damn this story rocks does RRA still come on I want to see the ending did the punks rule the city.