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Motivation

On the other side of New York, Hector was watching Hun present what he said was a perfect idea to get New York on its knees and getting higher on the Three Majors. The Foot clan was obviously Hun's recommendation for the Third Major if Fireside and Lighting Force went down and down fast.

Hector's men flanked on all sides of the room, and Hun's men did the same. If there was an attack, or someone tried to spy, the room was full of eyes and there wouldn't be a chance to see or to hear what was going on. The Water Snakes were happy that Hun came up with the idea.

"Their good with bombs and they know the alleyways. Every shortcut is memorized. At least to get in, you have to know fifty or so." Hector said, relaying his knowledge to the leader of the dragons, "Because they are very skilled with bombs, they are not going to be so easy to take down."

"I wasn't expecting them to be so simple." Hun said, "As long as our gangs are allied I'm sure that they're easy pickings."

"Of coarse," Hector said simply, "What I'm worried about is whether or not they go to Fireside."

"If they go to Fireside, I'll recruit the Foot to help us. I'm sure we will outnumber them." Hun said, leaning back in the chair. His beady eyes were narrowed, this was just so simple. So easy, he wondered what Karai was thinking about. To think that the Three Majors prided themselves on being able to do things most gangs couldn't think of. The Water Snakes knew weapons, how to get them, where to get them, and most of all how to use them. Their prided weapon was guns.

Lighting Force was exactly like what Hector said, but even Hun had to admit that Fireside was going to be trouble. Karai and Chaplain had done some research and they knew that Fireside was Supernatural, and Vampire mixed along. They knew their fighting skills but they didn't know what they were well-known for. Even Hector didn't know.

Although he had to admit, that just made the fight all more the fun. "We attack tonight." Hun said, "Do know a good way to attack?"

"Frances just came by," Jason said lazily as he flicked some ash into the ashtray. A lean Hispanic man was leaning against the doorway; his gun was on his him as well as a few stick bombs that they had worked on. The power of the bomb wasn't a lot, but it was good enough, "Just told me that Lisa Gardener believes that we're going to be attacked by Water Snakes."

Jose, as it was his name, just frowned. His brown eyes shimmered with worry but it disappeared. Jason knew the reason for the fear, and if he hadn't been hardened by the gang life, he would be scared too.

Hector had gone power hungry and crazy. There just wasn't any point to deny it any longer. He wished, however that this information came from a different reliable source.

"Is it true that the Informers are back?" Jose asked.

"From what Waterfall said a few months or so ago, yes." Jason leaned back, propping his feet up at the table. "However, we still haven't seen her…performance."

"It's odd." Jose murmured, "Frances said that she was getting married and cleaning her hands."

"Hands are never clean. Once stained with blood," Jason said, "To everyone around you can act like they are, but in your eyes you know the truth. That's the harm of being us." He knew this from fact of life. Once he began leader, he lost and he won everything. Everything that had been worth something to him was destroyed. Everything that couldn't mean anything was gained. This was the curse of being in the Underground.

"I don't see it." Jose said defensively. He had joined up two years ago, just soon after the Informers had left and they had to rely on Fireside's A5 or 4 ranking and class of a shape-shifter, "The harm I mean."

"You kill, you smoke, you do drugs, you drink, you're every sin in the universe yet your not. Because someone's always worse," Jason sighed, putting out the cigarette and took his feet off of the table. "Do you know what I think, Jose?"

"What?" Jose asked, folding his arms.

Jason opened his mouth to explain his thoughts when they heard a crash and a few shouts. Gunfire emitted, and Jose ran out of the room, Jason following. The Water Snakes and the Purple Dragons were in the building, but Jason knew that they were also surrounding the other buildings. Explosions could be heard, gunfire could be heard.

Jose took out a stick and took out a lighter from his pocket. He quickly lit it and threw it to the ground. A loud bang was heard and Jason was running through the smoke and the fire, Jose following behind. They got out of the building to see that there was much more than just breaking and entering. A fight with guns, different style of street-fighting and blood being spilled was clear.

Jason just couldn't believe it. The Water Snakes had gotten so hungry for power that they weren't showing mercy to those that couldn't defend, to those that weren't prepared for the fight. Even though the information came late, not everyone was informed and to those that were, lives were being taken.

It was like an open-ended slaughter. There wasn't a gain for this. Not on Jason's end and hopefully not on Hectors unless he was trying to bring two other gangs up to being the Majors.

His eyes narrowed and he muttered to Jose, "Get to the others, round them up and prepare them to fight, and use teams!"

"Yes, Jason." Jose said, frowning before he started off.

Jason had faith in that boy, even though he knew Jose for two years, he was certain that everything was going to be fine. Jose knew what he was up against.

He took out a few Water Snakes, as quickly as he could. If he could reduce numbers, then there was chance they could win. He grabbed one of his men and shouted instructions about how to take them out. Taking on two or three at a time, or teaming up with each other would be enough to bring the Water Snakes and the Dragons down.

He just hoped it was going to be enough. They weren't acting like themselves. The Dragons were thieves, and they worked as quietly as they could. They acted like they protected their own, but Jason knew the lies hidden behind that. Hector would never attack another Major unless there was something tickling his ego that had been deflated once before.

Jason just wondered what it was that could make Hector's ego so inflated. What was it that the Dragons offered?

Back in Fireside, Rachel had a pen in her mouth and her eyes were looking at a catalogue. Ellie's tail and ears were out since she was excitedly pointing out different styles of dresses. It was hazardous, picking out dresses when the boys were downstairs, and could come in at any time.

The room was painted red, with tiles on the floor. The pink paint was used as a frame, to make the red really stand-out. The two girls were sitting happily on Ellie's luscious bed, the blankets were soft and thick and the pillows were fluffy and soft. "Let's go down stairs." Rachel said, getting bored of looking at the dresses. So far, she couldn't pick out the one that was right for her, and only picked out potential could be-s.

There was posters of different bands and her shelf that was right by the door was full of CDs that Rachel was sure was mostly Jacob's. "Okay." Ellie said happily, she was really, really happy.

They both walked down the stairs and Rachel walked into the kitchen to get a half of glass of milk.

Andrew was forcing her to drink more than just tea, as long as it was healthy.

"Did you and Raph talk much about the Ceremony?" Ellie asked, "Like what kind it's going to be?"

"It's a wedding." Rachel said blankly, "…I don't think I get what you're saying."

"I know it's a wedding." Ellie fumed, "I mean the theme."

"Oh…" Rachel eyes widen. "Oh! …Um……I didn't think to ask." She polished off the rest and placed it in the sink. Her mind was whirling at different themes when she suddenly felt like she had just taken a dive off of the High Dive. Her mind sucked in blank and she felt that drop of fear sink in.

Fire, so much fire and the sounds of explosions…

There wasn't much that they could do or much they could even try to attempt. The Foot was teamed with the Dragons and with the Water Snakes, and the two that were just named looked like they had just come from a fight, or had come back from recovery to replace those who had been there before. They were just the few members from the two gangs, but just the few numbers made it bigger, made that side's chances increase.

They were going to die. They were so outnumbered, that it was literally impossibly to survive unless something happened, unless something changed.

Lives were taken…

Blood was spilt on the ground by the buckets, making little rivers weave on the asphalt and make nightmare-like reflections of the fire…

Screams and shouts could be heard…

It scared her and it scared her so badly.

How many? Who? Her vision didn't allow her to see what was to happen or who it was that it happened too. She just knew that it was going to be a hard battle to win and that Karai wasn't going to make it easy.

In fact, winning was like a dream, so far away…

Rachel snapped out of it, dazed and freaked.

Raphael had felt the pang and tingle of what he had come to memorize as the signal Rachel was having a vision. He had seen her go into the kitchen, so he got up swiftly and got there just in time to catch his love as she was coming out of it. "Rachel? Rae," he said gently, soothingly, but her fear laced into his voice.

Rachel blinked a few times, her heart was beating miles per an hour and she felt scared and worried. "Their being attacked," Her voice was very soft, almost a whisper, "They were being attacked, there was fire…" Her words started pouring out faster and her breathing started to labor, "They're so outnumbered, and there's so much blood."

Raphael held her close, supporting her as he got her to her feet again. He didn't say anything, just listening and letting her tell what she could.

"They dropped like flies, it's unfair. Three gangs against one? Jason may be the type of person that no one likes or everyone is scared of, but his gang doesn't deserve what their getting." Angry tears started spilling, "Their dying and I'm afraid that's what their after. They want that gang and everyone in it to die." She didn't want to believe it, but that's what she knew. "They don't deserve it."

"I want to help them." Rachel did want to help. What she said was true and she knew that the gang needed all the help it could get, even if it was just one person, "I can't just sit by and watch them die."

Raph thought for a moment, and then after battling with himself he closed his eyes, "Let's go help, then," he told her, "You and Ellie can go upstairs and get the Vampires, I'll tell those who are down here. We'll take this step by step," he bit his lip. Damn.

"Thank you!" Rachel said kissing his cheek, Ellie already was racing up the stairs screaming the same word 'fight' over and over again while Rachel chased after her.

Raphael held his head and walked out back into the main room, "Guess," he said in response to the questioning looks he was getting.

Leonardo looked at her slightly panicked, "Bria?" He asked, softly. This was different. He seen Rae blank plenty of times and have her come out of it in hysterics. But what happened to Bria? Was it a memory vision or was it something different? Not knowing scared him.

Eletric didn't notice the drama brewing, "Lighting Force? Attacked? That can't happen."

"It is happening," Bria murmured clearly through clenched teeth. Though her eyes could not see any of them or what was going on in reality, her hearing had heightened and she could pick up even the slightest pin-drop in another room.

Hatred and the flames of power-hungry souls reflected off of hundreds of eyes. She heard planning, Hun's voice as well as another man's. They were talking about the Lightning Force, how if they took them down and took them down hard and fast, they could rise in the ranks of gangs and have more power than what they had now.

Purple Dragons outlined a large room, and there seemed to be TV broadcasting to the rest of the Water Snakes who were watching in other rooms since not all of them could be in the same place. Whispers, smirks, light cheers, agreements, plan-changing as some found the very few flaws there were or who didn't agree with one part…it rang in her ears as well.

After some more talking, the pictures and sounds changed dramatically…

The crackle and roars of fire and the sulfuric, electric, and sooty smell of it assaulted her first. There were tons of shouting, crying, yelling, and pleading. Gunfire, the sound of punches and kicks and other attacks connecting with the receiver were only a few of the horrifying sounds she heard.

As for sights she saw? She saw the punches and kicks, the blazing flame of the fire and the crackles of electricity as fuses and such were blown or hit. She saw the people shouting or pleading for their lives or another's. Something surprised her, then. The view changed to a man lying on the ground, a bad wound on his leg.

"Jose! Jose, damn it, go get help! Call for Fireside, do something," he commanded.

"Yes, Jason," she felt her own lips say as well as the person she seemed to be looking through the eyes of. But then she no longer was. She saw the Hispanic man stand and turn, as if looking right at her. He seemed just as surprised, but then he heard him call for their help. She must have nodded, because he looked satisfied, and then took off running, saying he'd meet them half way.

Everything faded and then reality returned back to her.

"What happened?" Leo asked, urgently. If it was anything like Rae's visions, he would be able to handle it. But the words 'Yes, Jason' terrified him. He didn't know that name or the person behind it.

Bria blinked slowly, trying to gain her head back. Taking a breath, she was finally able to look around the room. The Vampires were lined at the stairs, Rachel and Ellie at the bottom, and the two looked pale. "Jason and the Lightning force are in desperate need of our help," she told them all, and noted finally that Leo was gripping her hand tightly.

She smiled soothingly at him and then looked back to Rae and the others, "A Hispanic man, Jose was his name, is going to meet us half way," she added.

Rachel frowned, she didn't hear that name before, but she was sure that if Jason trusted him, then there wasn't anything they could do. "How bad is the fight?" She asked, nervously rubbing her teeth against her lips. "It's…not as bad as it's supposed to be or is it worse? Much worse?"

"Fire blocked most of what I could see, but from what I could feel and sense, it's worsening," Bria answered her half sister.

Ian frowned, "That's not good."

Rachel was pale and Ellie lightly rubbed her back. "We should meet this Jose and see what he can tell us. Maybe he knows something."

Bria didn't answer that comment as she stood and went to the training room where her weapons were kept. Many followed her, and the gearing up began. Soon enough, they were all ready and Sunset had come. The left the base and she watched as the Vampires and a few other take to the rooftops and others ran for the alleyways. She jumped into the Battle Shell, however, along with the brothers and their mates. Andrew and Gabriella joined them, and they were off.