Ok So this is my very new Story and some of you who have read my other ones are probably like: "Why can't she finish those!!!" Well, I've had major writers block on most of them for quite a while. And This story has been roaming my mind for that quite a while. I will be finishing the others sooner or later, but for right now, please be patient. I start school this Thursday, and will hopefully get the next chapter out on Sundays.

If your confused about the timeline, just ask me and I'll try and help you figure out where the story starts.

The room was barely lit, shadows cowering behind solid forms that were made out to be bunk beds. Coughing could be heard faintly as someone tried to stifle it. Children were stuffed in the bunks, huddled together for warmth. Two lone figures sat near the barred window, moonlight dressing them in a thin ray of light. One of the figures was Jack Kelly. His trademark red bandanna around his neck, his black cowboy hat sat near him on the floor. His legs, which were dressed in dark pants, had been stretched out in front of him, being cramped from sitting cross legged for too long. He grinned, lighting up his face from what his partner had said, and then resumed to a half gloomy state.

"What are you gonna do when you get outta here, Jack?"
Jack lifted his face from the floor to look over at the murky brown eyes staring at him.
"Ise gonna go back to bein a newsie."
"A newsie, eh? Gonna peddle newspapers for a livin?"
"Yeah, gotta problem wid dat?"
The second figure held her hands up in defense.
"Course I don't. I myself am thinking of becoming a newsie."
Jack smirked, glancing at the silent bunk beds before resuming their whispered conversation.

"I can't imagine you as a newsie, Sunny."
She growled. "An why not? Is it because I'm a girl?"
"Nah, not because youse is a goil. I jus' can't picture you standing on a corner street yelling out headlines to da crowd. An if you did, you'd probably get hoit or something, like uh, raped."
Sunny sighed, running a hand through her dark brown hair. "Might be right Cowboy. But I don't wanna be cooped up in a...a factory all day. I need to be outside in the sun, not in the dark."
"Hey, dey got lights in da factories."
Sunny cuffed him on the shoulder lightly. "You know what I mean."

Jack stayed silent for a moment and studied his midnight talking partner. Her face was half shadowed, half bathed in moonlight. Her cloudy brown eyes shown even in the darkness around them, making them glint with excitement and happiness. Her chest length dark brown hair curled slightly at the ends, and her tanned hands were tangled midway, working out the knots. From what he had seen of her in the daylight, and when she stood, she was about 5"6. Racetrack's size, he had noted. Her dark plaid pants were much too long for her, and she usually just let the legs pool around her dark brown boots. Her checkered blue shirt was unbuttoned till halfway to the fold of her pants, letting her undershirt show, and the sleeves rolled up to her elbows. When he had recently seen her being brought in, he thought he had glimpsed a cigar between her parted lips before Snider had taken it away. Her spirits had always been high, making the kids give her the nickname Sunny, and Jack had immediately been drawn to her. Being the only oldest two teenagers in the refuge at the moment.

Air being forced out between Sunny's lips brought him back.
"Man, when I get outta here Jack, I'm gonna live somewhere far away. Kinda like your Santa Fe. And if I don't make it far away, well, then I'm just gonna settle for being a state over." She looked over at him. "Just in case you get in trouble and you need me to bust your ass out of the tight spot you've put yourself in."

Jack laughed lightly. "Don't worry bout it Sun. I'm shoah you'll get away from New York. But for now, we'se jus gotta wait till Teddy Roosevelt comes in for his monthly visit. Whaddya say about getting out of here a few months early?"

A year later (Three Months After the Strike) Sunny's POV

"Breaker! You take one more step and so help me I will beat the livin shit outta you!"

I glanced over at Breaker from where I was hiding. He had taken a step towards Lily, making Edge threaten him.

Breaker took another step towards Lily, his piercing green eyes challenging the furious boy.

Edge growled softly, then lunged towards the other boy.

As soon as I saw that the Outsider was occupied, I rushed over to the frightened Lily. She was shaking and had started to cry. She looked up at me pitifully, her glassy eyes making her seem more child like.

"I'm so sorry Sunny. I didn't know he was going to be like this. Please don't-"
I quickly shushed the younger girl. "Lily, don't worry about that right now, ok. I want you to take a deep breath," I glanced over my shoulder, making sure that Breaker was still focused on Edge. "And try and get outta here without him noticing, ok?"

Lily nodded, tears still streaming down her bruised face.

I wiped the tears away from her face with my thumbs. "Sweetheart, you're going to be alright. I promise. Do you understand that?"
Lily nodded again. I kissed the fourteen year olds forehead, and then softly pushed her towards the nearest window. I whispered to her to get to the Hideout and she was off. Once she was far enough down the street, I turned to see Edge on his knees and Breaker about to finish him off with one last blow.

I quickly looked around me and found a metal pipe sticking out of one of the crates nearby. I picked it up and slinked towards Breakers back. As I got closer, I could hear Breaker whispering to Edge.

"You think you could actually stop me? Just look at yourself. Your down there, and I'm up here. So, how's this gonna work? You suddenly feel perfect in health and jump up and attack me? Or is somebody gonna come and ambush me on the spot?" He smirked down at Edge, and I could see my Leaders eyes flicker over at me.

I tilted my head to the side and smirked myself. "I think I like the second idea."

Breaker spun around at the sound of my voice and I threw the pipe with as much force as I could at him. I could hear a sickening crack as it smashed against the side of his head. He immediately fell to the concrete floor, a small pool of blood forming beneath him.

I dropped the pipe and looked at it, horrified at what I had done. Edge scrambled to his feet, his breathing ragged. He pulled on my arm, seeing me not budge, he yelled.

"Sunny! We've gotta get outta here. Do you know who's brother that is?"

I shook my head, my eyes now moving over the limp body.

"That's Crush's Brother, Sunny! You know who Crush is?"

I nodded my head, my eyes now going wide. "He's our enemy... Is he gonna kill me?" I whispered.

"He will if we don't get outta here." He grabbed onto my hand and pulled. This time I let him yank me outta the warehouse that we had tracked Lily to, and away from the bloody Breaker. I shook Edge's hand off of mine and ran on my own towards the Hideout. As we got farther down the street, we could hear the raised voices of Crush and his men. They were angry, and apparently, someone had been there to tell him who had killed his only younger brother.

I ran faster, my breath now coming in gasps as tears ran down my face. The first person I had ever killed, and it had to be the brother of the person who hated me the most.