Keller POV

We were walking alone in the hood and it was unusually quiet. Every now and then the sound of conversations from neighbors or their TV would catch our ear. As we turned the corner that lead us back to Damascus house the sound of a phone ringing made me turn around. I saw my cousin answer his phone quickly and cringe as his girlfriend was shouting all the curse words she knew at him.

Apparently, she was mad that he blew off another one of their 'planned' dates. Grandma just looked at Damascus with a frown on her face. We knew well and well that grandma hated cursing especially from girls. Eventually he was able to stop her from cursing, but the yelling remained. I found all of this to be hilarious that I had to hold back my laughter with just a few chuckles escaping with every other name she called him. In return he gave me a death glare and I threw my hands up in defense and kept on walking and catching up with grandma.

I guess I forgot the most important part. Let me tell you who we are, starting off with myself. My name's Keller McDowell, a 21 year old sergeant for the U.S. Army. To think that I used to be a couch potato who played video games and watched TV. I would always be caught with a Vanilla wafer box in one hand and a Dr. Pepper in the other through the week, but on the weekends I would always workout at the local gym. Believe it or not but its amazing what exercising for a couple of days will do to you. I am 6'0 tall and have a lean figure. My hair is cut into a simple buzz cut to go with my goatee.

My cousin as you should know is Damascus McDowell. We call him 'Spida' for his really quick reflexes. If we put him in a Spiderman suit, he could be Spiderman's stuntman. Well, except for the fact that he is terrified of heights he made me swear not to tell anyone about his secret. Back to the point, he's more worldly conversed than I am, and he livens every party he goes to. Whenever I go into a party, it's like I'm attending someone's funeral; I don't do well with crowds. Even so, we go together like Mike and Ike before the dispute. We had a fight over something that I still say should have never happened. We were fighting over a girl which would be the one that was cursing him through the phone. He still have not forgiven me for what I done deep down I can still feel his anger when he sees me look her way and she smiles or vice versa. He's currently 19 and plays for the Kentucky Wildcats. Sometimes, I wonder how can he be so agile seeing as he is 6'2 and his sturdy built figure.

Grandma raised four boys by herself and said that the only man she needed help from was Jesus. She's your typical elderly person whose every conversation is about God. She is always in the church and is telling others about how they should come to service. Working at a chicken plant called Pilgrims Pride for fourty years, she retired at the age of 63. Her name is Loretta McDowell, but everyone calls her ' Mama L'.

Anyways, back to the story. As we turned a corner and began to approach the house, I noticed that something was wrong. Then it hit me.

I remember hearing that there had been a lot of drive-by shootings going on around the other neighborhood, and there was a rumor that the criminals would come for were Damascus stayed next. Before I was able to voice my thoughts a Grand Marquis pulled up and screeched to a stop. The smell of burning rubber filled the air and then suddenly I shouted, " Drive-by!"

I grabbed Grandma I tried my best to help her to safety and ducked my own head. Before we made it to the house a gunshot echoed throughout the neighborhood and I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. My senses was all telling me to go down but my heart knew that if I go down those monsters would just kill them off.

Another gunshot sounded off this one being louder and it hit me in the back I went down to the ground. It was hard to breath I was starting to see darkness. The pain was unbearable, and then I heard my grandma hollering I cried and thought to myself " This is a terrible way to die."

Spida POV

I had heard Keller shouting "Drive-by!", but It all happened too fast. A car was coming up fast and I froze up. I had saw the killer pull out a .22 long rifle and shoot Keller in his stomach and back. Then someone came from the backseat with a desert eagle.44 magnum. I saw him aim the gun for me and tell me to get down. I gained control of my body once again, and did as I was told. Once the guy made sure I wasn't going to pull out a beaver and claw his face off, he grabbed my shirt and slammed me against the car. From the corner of my eyes, I saw the man who had killed Keller step out. He was wearing a black camouflage shirt and pants with some black gloves and a pair of black airs sneakers. I wasn't able to make out his face since he had covered the lower half of it with a black bandanna. I guessed that he was no taller than 5'5 since he only came up to my chin. As for the guy holding me, he was shaking and seemed very scared. He was wearing an outfit matching the first guy's, and he was noticeably chubbier.

The first guy sauntered over to the body of Keller and took his wallet. A growl was threatening to escape my throat, but I kept it in for fear of being shot. I proceeded to watch as that same guy walked over to my Grandmother kissed her on the forehead. With the speed of light, he pulled out a gun that shined in the evening light and shot her through her chest. Rage took the better of me and I no longer cared if I would get shot because my grandma and cousin were both most likely dead. I waited for my attacker to try and loot me when he went for my pockets with his gun on my back I took the risk and grabbed his arm while I dropped to the ground. He fell down over onto me with his gun falling out his hand landing inches away from us. I went for it and was going to shoot but he looked at me with fear in his eyes then a gunshot went off and me and the chubby was staring at each other we were caught in each others gaze I looked down and saw no blood I looked at him and he fell over lifeless. Then his buddy was standing there shaking as he took off running I was going to chase him but I had more important things to deal with. Placing grandma and Keller into the car, that was left behind I sped off towards the hospital.