Never keep a good Fox down part 1
I pick myself up from the cold concrete and metal floor. I open my eyes to a surrounding darkness, im on the train tracks right next to the rails, im confused, i remember a cop tackling, Mercy running away, a train coming right towards me, then nothing.
I look down to see a pool of blood from where my head lay, i start to remember flash backs of the night before, Swan telling the Warriors to split up, Cyrus being shot, the Orphans turf, the Turnbulls.
"AH!" I scream there's a sharp pain to the side of my head.
"Hey kid get off the tracks." Comes a voice to my right, i look up to see an outstretched hand. I grasp it and im pulled off the tracks.
"Thanks." I say, im still tending to the pain in my head.
"What the hell were you doing there?" The person asks.
I turn to the person, he is a tall black man no older than i am, he isn't wearing a gang outfit, or at least one that i know of.
"I honestly don't know, what are you doing here?" I ask him, he shrugs and walks away.
"None of your business." He replies. I look down and see a white bag on the floor, the man picks it up.
"What is the time?" I ask him.
"12 in the evening." He replies.
"When is the next train to Coney?"
"Ages."
I wipe off the dust and blood off of my clothes, the man is still here, i got a feeling he is waiting for someone.
"Hey you're a Warrior." he says.
"Yeah," I answer.
Just the from the stairs 5 men wearing Satan's Mothers outfits make their way towards us.
"Hey Hound have you got the stuff?" Says their leader who i can recognize as Spider the Warlord of the Satan's Mothers.
"Yeah you got the money?" The man who helped who i think name is Hound answered.
"Wait hold up who is that?" A bigger Mother asks who I recognise as Tiny Co leader.
"Hey is that a yeah it is that's a Warriors vest!" Another shouts.
"Hound must be working with him!" Tiny cries.
The Satan Mothers made their way towards us, they aren't armed but they don't need to be, Hound pulls out a knife but Tiny hits him in the face, the knife flies to where im standing, I pick it up.
"Back off!" I say.
They laugh as Tiny makes his way towards me, he goes to send a right punch into my face, I dodge it then send the knife into his shoulder, I then send my right knee into his stomach winding him then I hold the knife to his neck.
"I said back off." I say again.
Tiny is gasping for air however Spider has the bag in his hand and then puts up his hands.
"Hey man its cool just let him go and we will go." He says, the Mothers behind him are all looking angry and surprised at Spiders words. "Just let him go we aint got no worries with you just let him go."
I push Tiny over to the Mother's, my knife is still firm in my hand. Hound gets up and makes his way behind me, the Mothers leave.
"Don't let the Riffs catch you Warrior!" One of them shouts.
"What did they mean by the Riffs?" I ask.
"Apparently you Warriors shot Cyrus or something." Hound replies, he is hurt so I help pick him up. "Listen uh thanks for that I thought I was a dead man."
"We Warriors didn't shoot Cyrus." Just then a image springs into my mind, a evil smile, the sound of a revolver, a Rogue firing it then seeing me, Luther, the Rogues.
"Oh my god." I mutter.
"What?"
"I know who shot Cyrus."
"Yeah you Warriors apparently."
"We didn't."
"Ha tell them that next time yeah."
I make my way out of the Subway.
"Hey hold up!" Hound calls after me.