The rain poured down on all of them. The buildings of Five Points cast shadows over everyone who stood in the street. No sound could be heard, except for the heavy sobs and jagged breath coming from the girl and the broken body she was leaning over.

A street that was all to familiar for her. Siren knelt in the puddle of blood, not knowing if it was hers or the boy in front of her. She was held down by her captive. Tears streaming, she looked at the faces around her. The broken bodies. Her eyes caught Spots, who had a mixture of disbelief and defeat on his face.

She had lost him once, and now she was going to lose him forever. Jack and the Manhattan boys stood their, not knowing what to do. Racetrack looked away. He couldn't watch. She couldn't blame him. Blink stood with his mouth open at the scene of horror in front of him.

A few Brooklynites tried to fight past their captors, to no avail. Spot looked pleading, almost begging, into Sirens eyes. "Please..."

The voice coming out of him was so filled with hurt and sadness, she didn't recognize it.

"No."

He motioned for his boys to stop, looking like he was in pain as he did so. The cold voice behind her laughed. Only the Five Points boys continued fighting. They had already lost one leader a year ago. They weren't about to lose thier last two.

They shouted for Siren to fight back, but she ignored the voices. She blocked them all out.

But she could feel.

She felt the rain wash over, and the cold steel of the blade at her throat.

She had been one of the most powerful newsies leaders of Five Points.

How had they come to this?

The rest of the story is the events leading to this. Review and enjoy.