I grew up. [Inactive]

Chris got up, and walked around. He looked at G. "Sorry man. You know I wouldn't kill you." After the thrill of the battle was over, he sat on the hood of his car. He looked at Holland and noticed she was bleeding. "You OK?" he asked, coming closer to her. "I can't let you die before that weekend." he smiled.
 
Galen put his gun away and walked swiftly up to miles, he grabbed his collar and threw him 18o degrees onto the ground behind him. "What the fuck is wrong you?" He yelled at Miles. "This is going straight to the boss" Galen said angrily. Due to Galen's loyalty and commitment to the gang he was quite highly ranked in the gang.
 
Shit.


Blake gritted her teeth as she felt her phone start buzzing, indicating that someone from the gang was looking for her.


Yeah, not such a good thing for her at the moment. You see, if she answered, the other gang would hear her, but if she didn't, her gang would assume she was in trouble and come looking for her.


Not such a good position to be in.


She gritted her teeth and shook her head when she saw several people, maybe ten in total, could be seen by the trained eye, jumping stealthily across roofs and stopping on the apartment.


She recognized the form of Derek, talking quietly with the other members.


Then his head whipped around when he noticed the other gang, and not Blake.


Oooooh, she was going to be in sooooo much trouble.


(I'm thinking that maybe they have ran into Derek before?)
 
Though her wound stung, Holland laughed. "Nothing I can't handle, Chris. Just a graze. And I won't be dying anytime soon," she remarked, wiping some of the blood from her face.
 
"Good." C said. "What now?" he asked the group, and he noticed G shoving Miles. "Hey, yo, calm down. We all need each other here. We can't fight like me and you did. It's bound to tear us apart." he tried to calm Gelan down.
 
Miles poked up from the car, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. He turned just in time to see Galen as he threw him to the ground. "I needed the back up, and this was the best place to get it." He wasn't completely telling the truth. He could have killed the cops himself, but he didn't feel like killing at the time. "Besides, everything worked out in the end."
 
Galen just happened to be looking up when he saw several people watching them from the roof. he pulled out his gun but didnt shoot. "Hey!" He yelled to the people on the roof. He was ready to dive into the alleyway again if he needed too. "No shooting" He told the others "unless they shoot first". "Come down here!" He yelled. He then rushed to Chris's car and pulled Blake out from under, holding her infront of him with a gun pointed at her. "Or ill kill her!" He yelled. Galen had heard the phone vibrate earlier.
 
(Ooooh... Not a good choice, buddy.)


Derek stared intently at the boy, making sure that it was Blake he was holding.


And low and behold, it was definitely Blake.


Blake, on the ground, was very surprised when she was pulled out from underneath the car. That was one thing she hadn't been expecting, and wasn't prepared for it.


She was held in front of the guy, and she could sense the gun at her head.


She slowed her breathing down while shaking her head at Derek.


One person, I can do this. Then. Derek can take the others down. Ready, and.... Now!


She stomped on his foot with her sharp boots, and at the same time, she grabbed the gun from his hands and smashed him over the head with the handle.


"Go!" She shouted, and began to run up to the apartment.


Derek turned to the multitude. "You heard her."


And with that, 10 people began to shoot at the small group.
 
Chris ducked behind an ally way, hoping someone would follow. He knew there was a secret entrance (more like a cellar door) that lead under the apartment complex, where they could pop out of the other side. He made signals to the others, hoping they would follow. (the door is on the ground, under a roof so people being above it wouldn't notice it)
 
"Seriously?" Holland yelled, using the car as cover when the bullets started flying. She knew that she should probably tend to her head wound, but just hoped that the blood would clot and stop eventually. Holland began shooting at the gang, hitting who appeared to be their leader in the shoulder. She glanced at Chris, who was beckoning her and the others in his direction. With one last peak at the rival gang, Holland bolted over to Chris.
 
Galen dived into the alleyway, He now had no gun. He saw an entrance to the sewer, he quickly grabbed the lid and threw it off "LETS GO!" he yelled and jumped down the hole.
 
Chris sprinted down the hallway, as fast as he could. When he reached the other side, he waited for the others. He knew the team above them would have no idea where they would pop out, and that would give them a few seconds to run to a car.
 
Once Holland managed to catch up to Chris, she peered out and searched for a car worth stealing. She spotted a 2004 Ford Mustang, and nodded quickly at Chris before dashing out to the mustang. Holland used her lock pick to unlock the doors and began hot-wiring the car.
 
Derek winced and cursed as the bullet hit his shoulder. He stopped shooting as soon as the rival gang left, and. Blake scaled up the wall. Her arms were trembling from the long wait underneath the car, and her legs felt like they were just about to fall off.


Without making sure each other were okay, they began to run over roofs, back to their base.
 
C follow Holland to the car she had spotted. He got in the shotgun seat. "Wait for G" he said to her. He pulled out his gun, just in case. He tossed he second one to Holland to give to Gelan.
 
Galen sprinted through the sewer, and came to a sort of cross road he turned right and sprinted down it for a few minutes until he came to a dead end with a ladder leading up to the surface. He climbed up it. He wasnt far from one of the gangs safehouse's. He ran down the street towards the safehouse while he pulled out his iphone and texted Chris "Piro Safehouse, now".
 
Holland tapped his fingers against the steering wheel impatiently as they waited for Galen. "Is he coming?" she asked Chris, hearing his phone vibrate.
 
"No. Piro's, drive!" Chris said. "He's at Piro's just go!" he said to Holland.


(I'm sorry, they're getting shorter. I'll try and make them longer)
 
Galen reached Piro Safehouse, it was basically an entire apartment block filled with Hellhounds. Loud rap music was coming from the building. Galen walked up to building and entered. The first thing he did was walk into the first apartment on the right, where 6 Hellhound members were sitting around smoking. He went into the backroom, opened a drawer and grabbed a Glock from it, he hated being unarmed. He then moved back into the living room, he noticed a small pile of cash and cocaine on a glass coffee table.
 
"Piro's, got it," Holland said in turn, stepping on the gas pedal and speeding with haste to their safe house. As she drove, she felt her head pounding, the slow flow of blood from her wound reminding her that it hadn't closed on its own. Holland cursed inwardly, frustrated that she had allowed herself to get hit. Moments later, Holland parked the car a block away from Piro's. "We gotta walk the rest of the way. Cops will be looking for this stolen car," she told Chris before getting out of the car and walking towards the Hellhound safe house.
 
"Yo wassup Homie" one of the guy's sitting on the couch said to Galen. "We just got ambushed!" Galen yelled hitting a pile of books onto the floor. "Shit!, By who?" "I dont know they werent SD or ND" Thats for sure, Galen replied.
 
Chris got out of the car and walked into the safe house. The first thing he did was snort a line of coke. After that he refilled some of his ammo, and sat down to a few shots of whiskey. Now that he was feeling refreshed, he thought it'd best to go to sleep. He always went to sleep.


He passed out in a spare bed, in the back room.
 
As soon as Holland made it to the safe house, she went straight for the alcohol. She had a few glasses of beer, and used some to clean her bullet graze. Once she cleaned it up and made sure she had all of her crap together after that big ambush, she crashed on one of the spare beds.
 
Chris woke up in the middle of the night, music still blasting, people still drinking and smoking. He decided he needed some fresh air. He went outside where several other gang members were standing around. C sat across the street thinking about shit he should and shouldn't have done. And why this was happening. He should be at home. With his parents.
 
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