Hello everyone! This is my first ever fanfiction so I'm a little unsure about it. Please review and let me know what you liked, didn't like, and suggestions.
Summary: AU Follow Tala, Kai, Bryan, and Spencer as they struggle for survival on the unforgiving streets of Russia. First fic!
"Stop" the man cried "thief!"
The thief in question only increased his speed, his lithe form easily dodging between and under unconcerned onlookers. Eventually his pursuer fell behind due to his larger frame and inability to swerve around the oncoming traffic. That, and the man's lack of speed and stamina. The frustrated baker gave up his pursuit once he lost sight of the boy and sauntered back to his shop muttering darkly about how he should hire trained guards to prevent this sort of thing from happening again.
The boy sharply turned into a nearby alley and slowed his pace to a comfortable jog, confident that he had made a successful escape with his prizes, four whole loaves of bread. They weren't exactly a gourmet lunch, but they were the best he could get. The boy turned left into another alley and patiently waited at the end.
He was fifteen years old and had a small but athletic build. His head was completely covered by the hood of his tattered brown cloak. His face and hair would otherwise have given him away in a crowd and make stealing food much more difficult than it already was.
"Nice job little bro."
The voice startled the thief out of the daze he had drifted into and snapped him back to reality. Looking up, he finally noticed the shadowed figure leaning against the wall in the direction he himself had come from. The young man's hood had been removed to reveal stunning red hair and ice blue eyes. "Tala!" shouted the younger male as he ran to hug his surrogate older brother.
"Don't you guys get all mushy on us now!" came the familiar voice of the silver-haired Russian coming up behind them.
"Let them celebrate, Bry" The large blonde behind him chuckled. "Kai managed to successful get us a full lunch. Not that any of us had a reason to doubt him."
Kai removed his hood, revealing stunning crimson eyes that seemed to bore into your soul and four tattooed blue triangles on his cheeks, all framed by his dual-colored hair. Stormy gray in the front and midnight blue in the back.
"Bryan, Spencer."Kai smiled up at the two. They were all here now. All of his comrades and brothers in arms were gathered together.
Spencer was the oldest at nineteen. He was the mother hen and medic of the group. Bryan and Tala were both eighteen. Tala was the brains, collecting necessary data and creating plans, while Bryan was the brawn, fighting off anyone who tried to hurt their makeshift family. Kai was the youngest at fifteen and handled the theft of any food or clothes they needed.
The world they lived in was a harsh one and each was left on the streets in Russia at a very young age for various reasons. The economy had recently gone downhill and people were facing a depression, causing survival on the streets to become much less likely. Often, their ragtag group had been forced to go weeks without proper clothing in the winter, barely surviving. They had learned to adapt quickly to the toughest of times and it was only thanks to their companionship that any of them survived this long. Because they had each other, they could struggle through any danger knowing it would be all right in the end.
What did you think? please review and tell me your opinions and suggestions. I would really appreciate it
