The Past

Chapter one - Something changed

Well, hey there all! It's me again! This fanfic of Gungrave came from the thought 'What if...' It started to grow and now this has happened!

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Jolice looked up as the front door of the small, battered cafe slammed open. Harry stood there, rain dripping off his face and clothes, his eyes wide. Nathan stepped forwards.

"What is it?"

Harry shook his head then gasped out.

"It's Kenny, he was caught."

Brandon stood up, his eyes narrowing. Nathan gasped.

"Not because he stole the necklace, right?"

Harry sighed and handed Nathan a piece of paper. Nathan's eyes widened.

"That idiot!" He cried, throwing the paper to the ground. Jolice looked over the counter to see what it said but failed because Brandon picked it up.

"Hey, Brandon? What do you think we should do?" Harry asked, he looked nervous, an expression which worried Jolice a lot.

"What is it?" He asked.

Harry shook his head, Brandon ignored him and Nathan just sighed.

Brandon walked over to the counter and picked up the necklace from where he had left it, his face dark. He held it out to Harry who looked confused for a moment before his face lit up.

"We'll take it back! Right! That's a good idea Brandon!" He smiled.

Jolice frowned and walked out into the main room, talking off his apron.

"I'll come too."

"No you wont." Nathan said adamantly, shaking his head.

"But - "

"No."

Jolice looked to Harry for support.

"I don't really do very much round here, I want to come."

Harry grinned. "Even if we're going to Milanda's?"

Jolice paled, he stepped back. Harry shook his head.

"I didn't think so."

Jolice shook his head.

"No, I'm coming this time. Even if I die."

Nathan looked at him. "You couldn't do much even if you did come." Jolice glared at him. "But... If you really want to, I guess it's ok with me."

Jolice smiled as they walked out the door together, turning the light out.

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Fighting was harder than it looked. Jolice had decided this almost as soon as they walked into Milanda's house. He had already been punched in the stomach and winded, although the others didn't have a scratch. He sighed quietly as they walked through the expensively carpeted floors. At least he wasn't still at the cafe on his own, feeling useless.

"Hey." Nathan pointed at the corner and pressed his finger to his lips. The carefully rounded the corner, walking straight into a group of guards. Harry gasped as one reacted faster than him and lashed out at his head. Brandon quickly took out two and Nathan knocked out a third. Jolice jumped backwards as one raised a gun at him, his eyes wide. Time seemed to stop as they looked at each other, the guard with the gun and Jolice. Then suddenly Harry came from nowhere and punched the guard in the face, breaking his nose.

"Jolice, you have to be more careful." Harry said, smiling slightly as the guard dropped like a stone. "You really could get killed." He turned and started walking again, Brandon quickly following him. Jolice just stood there, looking at the gun in the guard's limp hands. He really could have died. Nathan shoved him forwards suddenly.

"Hey come on! We'll get left behind." He smiled. "Don't worry, I'll protect you."

Jolice smiled. That seemed to make it impossible for him to be killed. Nathan always meant what he said.

Brandon looked at them over his shoulder as they caught up. He grinned and winked, showing that it would be okay and it was almost over. Harry looked at them.

"The worst that can happen is that we can die, but hey, Kenny's one of us right? He would do the same if we were in that position." He laughed. "I doubt he'd get this far though."

Brandon and Nathan laughed too. Jolice just smiled, the gun incident had affected him more than they realised.

They saw two guards outside a large oak door with gold carved into the wood. They ran at them, Brandon kicking the first one in the face and Nathan and Harry taking down the second one. They looked at the door, it seemed more imposing because of what was on the other side. They knew this but it was the hardest line to cross anyway.

Jolice shook his head and stepped forwards.

"Come on guys, let's just get it over with, right?"

They nodded, the smiled.

"Hey Jolice, how about you go in first?" Harry said, grinning.

Jolice paled and stepped back, Nathan gave Harry a withering look.

"We're going in together remember?"

Brandon nodded and so did Harry. They opened the door and stepped into their own possible deaths.

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I hope you liked this guys! I thought this up yesterday and because I finished Darkness Spreads before then, I decided to put it up. Please R&R!

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