WEST SIDE STORY – ANYBODYS UNCHAINED
This is what really happens after Tony dies and Maria makes her speech about peace. I do not own the Jets or the Sharks. Please comment nicely!
Maria stood before the Jets and the Sharks, holding the gun. "You killed him," the delicate maiden sobbed. "All of you."
This is how it always ends, Anybodys thought. The pretty girl gets all the attention. Everyone listens to her because she's sooooo special. Why did it always have to end like this? What if just one time . . . what if just one time . . .
Ice was the one who made things turn out different. He grabbed the gun out of Maria's hands, and shot her. "Bitch! You killed Tony!"
"Drop the gun!" barked Lieutenant Schrank. Anybodys bit the crooked cop on the leg, severing the arteries in his thigh. Schrank screamed. Officer Krupke tried to help him but Snow Boy bludgeoned him from behind, as Baby John slit his throat with a piece of broken glass.
At this moment Chino sprang forward, punched through the window of the police car, and grabbed the radio. He faked an American accent perfectly. "Officer Down! Officer Down! Request immediate backup on the West Side!"
When the backup cars arrived, A-rab and Action were ready. They yanked open the manhole cover in the playground, releasing the thousands of killer rats that Riff had secretly been training for weeks to attack the P.R.'s in their own home. As the police went down screaming under a tide of filthy, starving rodents, both Jets and Sharks surged forward, helping themselves to weapons, flak jackets, and canisters of tear gas.
"Death to the rich!" Ice shouted, brandishing a pump action shotgun newly torn from a dying patrolman's fingers. He turned to Pepe, Indio, and Chino. "For Bernardo, mi hermanos!"
"Muerte a los ricos!" Chino shouted. "Matalos a todos, muchachos! Para Bernardo!"
The Jets and the Sharks merged to form a single gang, which was actually more like a mob. The mob swelled and surged, pouring from tenements like the very rats and roaches that joined them in vast uncounted swarms, sending terror and horror all through Manhattan as they surged towards Park Avenue and the dwellings of the very rich.
By midnight the city was in flames, the worst rioting Gotham had seen since the notorious Draft Riots of 1863. A-rab led a mob to Columbia University. Baby John led a crazed throng to Yankee Stadium.
There were plans to send in the National Guard, even to drop an atomic bomb on New York City. But Ice went on television and told everyone to play it cool. Just play it cool, boy. Real cool. The rich people and their hired police fell into a trance, began snapping their fingers, then all marched into the East River and drowned.
Ice was now supreme lord of the West Side. He called Anybodys to his side. She was wearing a beautiful wedding gown made by Anita and the Sharks' other girls. They got married and lived happily ever after. The End!