My second Fan Fiction! I'm still continuing the Walking Boondocks, don't worry. But I'm also going to work on this one. I hope you all like it!

Update: to help cure my writers block, I've decided to add on some new stuff to the 1st chapter, and describing the appearance of each character. It's helped a lot.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Boondocks, and even if I did, why the heck would I be writing a Fan Fiction for my own show?

Chapter One

Huey, Ming, Jazmine, Caesar, Cairo, Hiro, Tatiana (OC), Cleopatra (OC): 16 years old

Riley, Cindy: 14 years old

Beijing, China

"Ah Mr. Long Dou, follow me to granddaughter's room,"

The secretary led the elderly Mr. Long Dou through the hall way of the Chairman Mao's Fitness Center. After that embarrassing kickball game against the Americans, Mr. Long Duo had sent Ming here as punishment for the past six years. Was it harsh what he did? Perhaps, but her teammates suffered a far worse fate.

"For first few years, your granddaughter proved to be resistant to our . . . methods," The secretary said the last with a wicked cackle. This was reinforced with the sounds of people howling with pain from the rooms behind them. The two men looked at each other and smiled evilly.

"But as of late, she's proven to willingly go along with all testing". He said putting his key "In fact, we don't even need have gua- Horry Shit!"

Both men's jaws dropped to see the room empty. All that was there was an open window, along with a flight schedule for Wuncler Airlines.

"WE MUST FIND BITCH! I GET THE – "the secretary was stopped by Mr. Long Dou, who was picking up the schedule, eying it with an evil grin.

"Let her go, I have a bit of preparing to do before I see my granddaughter again," He laughed, looking at the highlighted words Woodcrest Airport.

Ming's flight from China

Jamiqua: You're so brave Air Marshal 50 Cent!

50 Cent: No, not me bitch, you!

Ming laughed hysterically as she watched 50 Cent use Monique as a human shield against the terrorists in Soul Plane 2: The Blackjacking. She had only awoken a few hours before and had finished watching the first Soul Plane movie and was now on to the second one. She looked out the window and frowned, seeing that they were just about to land. She would have to finish watching the movie another time, which would be difficult if Huey was the same revolutionist for the black community she had remembered. Just then, a voice came over the loudspeaker on the plane.

"Folks this is your captain speaking, we have landed securely. All passengers are now permitted to leave the plane. As for our Muslim passengers, TSA agents are waiting at the gate to send you to Guantanamo Bay, where you will never be seen or heard from again. Thank you for choosing Wuncler Airlines,"

Everyone got up from their seats, when an Arabic looking man took out his phone, but not before a woman noticed what he was doing and gasped in horror.

"Ah! He has a detonator!" the woman screamed, jumping up on her seat, as half of the male passengers on the plane proceeded to beat the living daylights out of the poor defenseless man. Ming wanted to do something, but knew that she would only draw the crowd's ire as well. Also, after watching that movie, she wasn't convinced that that guy WASN'T a terrorist. It wasn't that she was a racist, but she was easily paranoid. All the same, she felt the urge to help the man in need. She backed up and called out to the crowd. "Hey! There's a bunch of Muslims praying towards Mecca on the tarmac! Let's get 'em!"

Just then, the entire crowd stormed past her to attack the supposed Muslims, leaving the badly injured Arab looking man. The man looked up at her in gratitude. "T-Thank you," he then got up. "Excuse me young lady, but I'm gonna beat the shit out of those Muslims!"

Ming eyed the man in shock and confusion. The man took note of this, and explained himself. "Oh my dear, I'm not Muslim, I'm Sheik," He then took a sword out of a holder in his pants, and ran out of the plane screaming a battle cry. Ming shrugged as she made her way around to the exit, and was thrilled by what she saw. On the ground, there a thin but still very evenly spread sheet of snow. Ming had seen snow only a few times up close, and each time she saw it she felt as though it was magical she would love to stay there all day and just admire its natural beauty, but she had an important task ahead of her: starting a new life. And that started with a family she would have never suspected to be her salvation 6 years ago: The Freemans.

WOODCREST, MD

"COME ON McDERMOTT, HIT THE THREE!" Riley screamed at the top of his lungs at the TV.

"YEAH NENE, BLOCK DAT NIGGA'S SHOT!" Cindy yelled even louder sitting next to him.

It was the first Sunday of December, and the season's first meeting of Riley and Cindy's favorite basketball teams (Bulls and Wizards). The football games that had members of Riley and Cindy's fantasy teams had already ended, leaving free to watch the entire game without flipping channels. Even though they were both now officially boyfriend and girlfriend, they were both just as insanely competitive as they were when they first met six years ago. Visually, they had changed somewhat. Riley simply looked like an older version of his eight year old self, with his corn rolls slightly longer and a large amount of muscle added to his still lean physique. Cindy had grown up to be a gorgeous young woman, which couldn't be hid by her tomboyish style, and still wore her blonde hair in two braids. She was somehow incredibly thin, despite her love of fried chicken, yet still had a solid set. Cindy was staying with them for the weekend while her mom was having a "business meeting" at the house. Cindy made sure to stress the air quotes to follow them with "BLECH!" Granddad was in the kitchen making dinner, crawfish gumbo with fried homemade cornbread, since he could no longer make fried chicken do to it being deemed a threat to public health after his second restaurant attempt failed with the deaths of even more patrons. Huey just sat in his recliner with his book, looking up occasionally to see the game. Huey had grown to become very muscular, but still appeared slim other than that.

"Nigga you gonna lose," Cindy said turning towards Riley at the end of the first quarter, with the score tied. "Yo point guard Rose is a complete bitch,"

Riley cocked up an eye brow at this statement "How dafuq is da highest scoring nigga in the game a bitch?"

"He cried like a bitch when he got injured and sat out for two years and a half! If you gonna be a pussy and cry, get you bitch ass off da court,"

Riley couldn't hold in the laughter from this statements irony. He held his sides as he fell to the floor in a hysterical laughing fit, which was beneficial for protection from Cindy's series of kicks in anger, which was followed by multiple obscenities exchanged between the two. Huey just rolled his eyes.

And in T-minus 5 minutes, they'll be sucking on each other's faces like nothing happened, Huey thought to himself as he flipped the page.

Ding-Dong!

As soon as the doorbell rang, Granddad sighed in the kitchen.

"Ugh," he moaned. "It's probably dem Jehovah's witnesses again. Best get dis shit over with," He said, pumping his shotgun, and opening the door.

"FOR DA LAST MOTHERFUCKIN' TIME, I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT JEHOVAH! I'LL GIVE Y'ALL FIVE SECONDS FOR YOU NIGGAS TO FUCK OFF!"

Granddad busted opened the door, only to see an Asian girl wearing a white tank top and jeans. She appeared to be Huey's age. She was very thin, and had bags around her eyes. But other than that, she appeared to be physically attractive. Her long, silky black hair met the end at her lower back, and her face looked like a model, even without any makeup. She appeared to be extremely frightened.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? You look like you gone and seen a ghost." Granddad asked, and the Asian girl only responded by darting her eyes to the loaded shotgun Granddad held in his hands, which was pointed right at her. Granddad looked down, mouthing "Oh". He put the shotgun at his left side, using it as an arm rest.

"Mr. Freeman, I am Ming Long Duo, and I request that I move in. I have money for rent if needed," she said bowing.

"Wait a sec, how do ya know my name?" he said looking at her in surprise. Ming merely blinked at him. Ming then realized she hadn't seen anyone in this country in six years, but since they were the last people she saw before she went to hell on earth, it felt like yesterday.

"And next, this ain't no homeless shelter. I already got one broad staying here. And last time I had a shitload of people over, some rapper screwed my hoe, and I crashed my car into a fried chicken restaurant. Then another time my asshole relatives came from New Orleans after the hurricane and . . ."

While Robert Freeman rambled, Ming dug into her pocket and pulled out a stack of hundred dollar bills she got from when she had managed to get from selling a bracelet her grandmother gave her before she had died.

"This should be enough for two years, yes?" she asked hopefully, handing him the money.

Granddads eyes popped out at the money. He couldn't remember the last time he saw this much at once. He closed his jaw that dropped to the floor, threw his shotgun into the living room, which was met by Riley with "Ouch! That God damn mothafucka hit me in the damn head!"

"Boy, shut yo damn mouth!" Granddad screamed into the living room. He then turned back to Ming and smiled. "Cutie pie, you can stay as long as you want! I'm making dinna, so you can wait in the living room. The b-ball game is on,"

Ming bowed. "Thank you," she said as she walked in through the door.

When Ming walked into the living room, at first no one noticed. Riley and Cindy's eyes were glued to the game and Huey's glued to his book. She shrugged and simply sat down and began to watch the game.

However, when Huey looked up, he could not believe his eyes, and his jaw dropped. It's that crazy Asian kickball bitch from six years ago! What the hell is she doing here? Damn, she's way hotter than I rememb- dammit Huey! Isn't dating a mulatto bad enough? Don't go for the young O-Ren Ishi! He then rolled his eyes by the fact that Riley and Cindy were completely oblivious to the fact that right next to them was a girl who had managed to kick both of their asses.

"What the hell are you doing here?!" Huey asked, jumping up.

"Nigga, I've been here all God damn weekend! Yo hatin' ass just noticing now?" Cindy said jumping up. Ming had been ready to get up, but went back down at Cindy's outburst. Even Riley looked up at her, breaking his grip from the TV.

Huey gave her one of his infamous death stares. Then he made a head gesture for her to turn around. Riley also picked up on this, and their heads turned at the same time to see Ming.

"Who da fuck are you?" Riley and Cindy said simultaneously.

"It's me Ming, you know the girl from China who tried to take over you town in a kickball game, kicked both of your asses and then broke her leg?" Ming said trying to jog their memory. However, they just stood there confused.

Ming sighed. "If I remember right, you both referred to me as 'Dat Bruce Lee Dragon Bitch'".

At this, both of them jumped up in shock. They both looked ready to charge at her, but Huey put his hands on both of their shoulders, holding them back, not breaking eye contact with Ming.

"What exactly is it you want?" Huey asked. "A rematch, to kill us, or for me to marry you so you can get a green card?"

Ming kept staring at him. How the heck is his afro that big? It looks like black cotton candy. On top of a very handsome – dammit Ming! This bastard ruined your life! Why the hell are you fawning over him?!

"No, no, and I don't need to," Ming listed off. "I'm here as a refugee. Your granddad is letting me stay here."

"Refugee?" Huey said raising an eyebrow "What the heck makes you a refuge?"

Ming suddenly felt very distant. She shut her eyes, and saw flashbacks of the hell she endured. She immediately jumped back to reality, with the three others staring at her. The situation was only broken by Granddad.

"If any of y'all wanna eat, grab yo bowls!"

Riley and Cindy both went running into the kitchen, releasing their angry glares on Ming. The only one who stayed in with Ming was Huey, studying her.

"I may regret this, but I'm not going to throw your ass into the snow and wait for you to be plowed away…yet. But if you try to harm my family, you'll regret it. Until then, let's try not to make this more difficult, got that?"

Ming nodded, not daring to break eye contact with Huey. These were surprisingly fair terms, and she could not honestly object. Huey finally broke his stare and went in as Ming followed. They all grabbed their bowls and went back into the living room. Normally they would eat in the dining room, but since Cindy and Ming were there and the Bulls-Wizard Game was on, Granddad made an exception. They all had taken their seats and watched the game while they ate.

Ming sat and studied the dish while the others dug in. She stirred it around with her spoon. The crawfish sort of reminded her of the shrimp curry she used to have in a restaurant in Szechuan province. It was always her favorite part of going there for kickball tournaments. However, this dishes intoxicating aroma put the other one to shame. She dug her spoon in, and took a bite. It was the most amazing thing she ever eaten. The andouille sausage and all the spices came alive in her mouth. The texture of the fried okra and cornbread matched beautifully. And the crawfish was so tender it practically melted in her mouth. Within minutes, she finished the incredibly satisfying meal.

"Mr. Freeman, thank you so much. I can't remember last time I had such a good meal," she said bowing. Robert was too busy watching the game to notice, but Riley did.

"Nigga, this is America we don't bow for shit." Riley said between spoonfuls.

"Riley, shut up. It's part of her culture. So stop being an ignorant jackass,"

"Nigga, I thought you were with Jazmine. What you fooling around with Lucy Li fow?" Cindy asked. This was met by a death stare from Huey.

"You have a girlfriend?" Ming asked looking up at Huey. She had no idea why she was disappointed. She barely knew the guy, and had no business in who he went out with, or what bimbo would be dumb enough to go out with him.

"Girl, don't worry. There are a lot of guys at our school better than Huey. In fact, everyone except that dipshit Mr. Petto." Riley laughed.

"I could introduce you to Caesar or Hiro if you want," Huey said reluctantly.

"What about that half-Egyptian motherfucka, Cairo?" Cindy asked. Cairo had moved to Woodcrest 4 years ago. Huey and he had made amends for their fight before he left Chicago, with Huey remembering from Granddads experience at Moe's funeral that you shouldn't screw up a friendship over one stupid thing. However, their relationship had turned south fast when he tried to get with Jazmine, then tried to blame it on her by saying "The mule bitch wanted the D" which caused Huey to break his nose, and both his arms. Huey tried to avoid him as much as possible, which was not always easy considering the fact that they were both co-captains on the fencing team for Edgar J. Hoover High

"I wouldn't hook that back stabbing son of a bitch up unless the girl had every STD known to man," Huey stated bitterly.

"Hey, my momma's off limits!" Cindy joked.

At this, the entire room erupted with laughter. Even Huey got a chuckle out of it. The only person who didn't was Ming, who was a bit lost at who they were talking about.

"Thank you. I can't wait to meet these two," Ming said with a smile.

After the game ended, they were all ready to go to bed.

"Wait a sec" Huey began "Where is Ming going to sleep? Cindy's in the guest room, so either me or Riley will have to sleep on the desk.

"Me and Cindy can share a bed in da guest room," Riley suggested hopefully. Cindy followed by nodding like a flicked bobble head.

"Boy, I don't want no great grandbabies," Granddad said with a yawn.

"Don't worry man, we got condoms," Cindy said as Riley held out a pack of Trojans.

"Well in that case, you kids have fun. Huey and Ming can each be in the boy's room." Granddad said, but then turned to Riley. "If you impregnate this white girl and spend all ma money on damn child support, you gonna get ma' foot so far up yo' ass you gonna taste it," He paused. "No homo"

Huey looked over at Ming. "Don't worry you can borrow my noise cancelling headphones,"

Once Ming came up the steps and into Huey's room, judging by the different posters on each side of the room that two polar opposites shared the room. On one side, there were several CDs of different musicians, such as Thugnificent, Gangstaliscous, Ghostface killa, Tupac, 50 Cent, Biggie Smalls, Jay-Z, and one singer who Ming actually liked, Aloe Blac. There were also posters of various athletes, such as Michael Jordan, Derrick Rose, Joakim Noah, Scott Pippen, Matt Forte, Brandon Marshall and Alshon Jeffries. On the other side was a bookshelf that was filled to full occupancy with books from famous black thinkers and activist, such as Thomas Sowell, Malcolm X, Melba Patillo, and Maya Angelou, to name a few. On the wall, there were photos of various civil rights leaders, such as Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Niger Innis, and one person who Ming was negatively surprised was up there, Che Guevara. Ming understood some people saw him as some brilliant revolutionary, but to her he was nothing more than a murdering thug. Unbeknownst to her, Huey was standing behind her, and noticed her struggling with the photo. Considering her growing up under communist rule, he understood why it made her uncomfortable. He walked passed her, grabbed the poster and tore it in half.

"T-thank you," she said surprised, not thinking he would have done it.

Huey shrugged "Don't mention it. Come on, it's late," Huey immediately dived into his bed, and began to lightly snore. Ming however, almost instingtively reached into her pockets and grabbed to get the plane schedule to throw it away, but nothing was there. Ming immediately feared the worst, imagining if her Grandfather had gotten it. Ming knew she couldn't put these people's lives in any danger. She turned towards the door and grabbed the knob, when a hand grabbed her shoulder. She spun around to see Huey looking at her perplexed. "Just where do you think you're going?"

Ming brushed his hand off and looked at him with sadness. "I can't put your family in danger, I'm sorry,"

Huey smirked at her concern "My friends and family will always find a way to put themselves in danger. You leaving won't change that,"

Ming smirked as well, but still seemed unconvinced. "If I stay, a lot of people will get hurt, and a lot of people will die, I can promise you that"

Huey looked her straight in the eyes. "I can't promise you that nothing bad is going to happen. But I will promise you that we'll get through it, and your best chance of surviving is by simply tagging along,"

Ming hesitated, but then slowly nodded her head. "Good," Huey said. "Now, can we please sleep?" Ming nodded again, and dove into the bed where she went out like a light.

The next morning, everyone got up to prepare for school. They had all showered, and gotten ready, Ming wearing some spare clothes that Cindy had. Cindy and Riley seemed very happy that morning, and since Huey didn't have his noise cancelling headphones, he knew every reason why.

They were all eating sweet potato waffles for breakfast, when Huey told Ming about how school would go. "Since yo' new and all, you're going to just have to follow me around until you get a new schedule, okay?" Huey said, to which Ming nodded. "Luckily, our homeroom and first period, history is in the same room."

Ding Dong!

"Oh, that's probably Jazmine," Huey said getting up. He opened the door, and sure enough was the ever perky Jazmine Dubois. Jazmine had morphed into a beautiful young woman over the years. She still wore pink and had the same hair style as she did when she was ten (at Huey's insistence). But there was something about her beauty that still made you look past the girly-girl and see her as a bright young woman, who clearly had not only a sweat face but a "nice ass and rack" as Riley would say. She immediately hugged Huey.

"Hey, Huey how are you!" she said as Huey managed to pull her off "I haven't seen you all weekend!"

Jazmine then went on to greet Riley and Cindy. She did, however, stop at Ming. She seemed to be confused, and a bit threatened by Ming's presence.

"Oh Jazmine, this is Ming," Huey said introducing the two.

"Ah, nice to meet you Ming," Jazmine said with a smile. Ming returned the smile, but hers was far smaller than Jazmine's million dollar smile.

"Come on, niggas. We need to hit da road," Riley said standing next to Cindy leaning on Huey's van in the front, which was easy enough to fit 10 to 12 people. They both had mischievous smiles on their faces, while they held two mysterious jars.

"What the hell are you two doing with those?" Huey asked as he got in the driver's seat with Jazmine in shotgun, and the other three piled into the spacious back.

"Non yo business, nigga!" they both screamed at him at the same time.

"Damn Tatiana is looking fine today," Caesar said in his barely noticeable accent which was a cross between Jamaican and Brooklyn, sitting next to his adoptive brother Hiro. Caesar looked a bit like Huey, only darker, an inch shorter and short dreadlocks instead of a massive afro. Hiro was Japanese, and had a similar body as Riley, and had spiky black hair and headphones in his ears are around his neck at all times. He was also the shortest guy in the group, even though he was 6 foot. They were both admiring the lovely Tatiana, the hottest chick in their entire junior year. She was half black and half Hispanic, but no one knew what side she got from which, since she never talked about her past or family, and lived with her grandma. Her appearance could be best described as a young Sophia Vegara, only a shade darker. Tatiana had been a close friend of the gang since she moved to Woodcrest, and as far as they knew was unaware of the two's crush on her

"Okay, man we need to figure this shit out," Hiro said breaking his glance at Tatiana for the first time in a half hour. "Only one of us can get Tatiana, and we need to find a way where the other will be okay with it. After all, nothings worth killing a friendship over,"

Now Caesar turned to him. "What about getting laid?" he asked.

Hiro nodded in agreement and then turned his gaze to another beautiful girl walk into the room. She had an afro, and her skin was a perfect mocha. She looked exactly like Foxy Cleopatra from Austin Powers: Gold member.

"Okay, you take Tatiana, I'll take her," Hiro said with Caesar nodding in agreement, with them both high fiving at their plans.

"Get yo slop eyes off my girl, Jap." A dark, venomous voice said from behind them.

They both turned around to see Cairo, who was leaned against a desk. He still had a buzz cut, and had the same exact body and height as Hiro.

"Nigga, what da hell do ya want?" Caesar said getting up. He never trusted that bastard. Caesar always gave Huey props for not killing Cairo after what he did to Jazmine.

"I just wanted you two to know that Cleopatra is my girl, not any of yo's. She's my dad's friend's daughter from Egypt. She half Egyptian, half Nigerian, and all mine, bitches"

"Hey," Hiro said angrily "Let the lady do as she pleases, poser."

Cairo just let out a cruel laugh. "Yeah, like any girl would ever want your small little yellow D."

"Cairo, no girl has wanted yours yet. Including me," said a female voice from behind him.

Cairo jumped around to see Jazmine, who was with Huey and Ming. Caesar raised his head to see Ming, and his jaws dropped at her beauty. Hiro however turned again to Tatiana.

"Oh Ming this is Hiro and Caesar," Huey said to Ming pointing them out. Ming looked at Caesar for an especially long time and smiled.

"And that's a jerk," Jazmine said pointing at Cairo, who was now fuming.

"Who asked you, mule? And Huey, you hanging out with another Jap? Back in Ch-Town you'd-" BAAASSSSSSHHHH!

With lightning speed, Ming took Cairo's head and bashed it into the desk. She then grabbed his arm and held him there. All heads turned in shock.

"IF YOU EVER SAY I'M ONE OF THOSE SUSHI EATING, ANIME WATCHING BASTARDS, I'LL BREAK YOUR FUCKING NECK!" Ming screamed.

Ming then looked up at Hiro, and upon seeing he was Japanese, she said "No offense,"

That is when Hiro took off the headphones. "What?" To which Ming gave a sigh of relief. She then realized that the two who weren't paying attention was Hiro and Tatiana, who had taken a spot next to Hiro and was eying him back now.

Ming, realizing the entire room was shocked by her actions, released the shaken Cairo.

"What the fuck, Huey? You ain't got the balls to fight me head on, so you send out your bitches to do your dirty work?"

Huey gave Cairo an infamous Huey P. N. Freeman death stares. "If I wanted to kill you, I would just do it. However, the entertainment value of seeing Ming beat you up is far too great,"

Cairo looked about read to lunge at Huey, but Cleopatra put her hands on his shoulders to calm him down.

"Cairo," she said seriously "Chill the fuck out,"

Cairo made a final glare at Huey and his group, before he and Cleopatra turned to take a seat on the other side of the room.

How was I friends with that jackass in the first place? Huey thought sitting down at his desk. He was sitting next to Jazmine, Ming next to Caesar, and Hiro next to Tatiana.

That is when Mr. Petto walked in to start first period. After he called Riley a "nigga" for the second time, they decided to give him the harshest punishment possible for a public school union member: A year of suspension with pay, and then move him to another school in the district.

"Okay, everyone sit down," The elderly man said putting his bag behind his front desk. "I understand we have two new students here today, so for those who don't know I am Mr. Petto. The two new students are Ming Long Duo and Cleopatra Amukamora," He said reading off the list.

"Ming, would you care to tell the class about yourself," He asked with a smile.

"Yes sir," Ming said getting up. "And Mr. Petto, I've heard so much about you from Riley Freeman and Cindy McPhearson. And sorry, I don't quite understand, what does the expression 'dipshit' mean?"

At this, the entire class broke out in laughter. Even Huey found it amusing. Mr. Petto's jaw dropped to the floor and his entire face turned red. He turned his head toward the window, where what he saw caught his eye.

"What the hell are they doing?!" He yelled. Everyone turned to the window with fright. Especially Ming, who in that moment felt as though her greatest fear had just come to life, but she sighed in relief, seeing that it was only Riley and Cindy dumping snakes and frogs into a beaten up old car.

"THAT'S MY FUCKING CAR!" Mr. Petto said screaming, then jumping out the window and started running towards them.

"Mission accomplished, C-Murph," Riley said high fiving her.

They both gloated over their accomplishments, when Cindy noticed Mr. Petto running toward them barking mad. Cindy calmly took an aluminum from her pocket, and waited.

"I'LL KILL YOU DAMN KIDS! I'LL – AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!" he screamed as Cindy maced him. She and Riley then ran into the classroom laughing and were met by cheers and high fives. Cindy and Riley made their way to the back of the class, expecting a long lecture from Huey. However, Huey was just standing at the window looking at the sky, his jaw dropped.

"Hey nigga, whatcha wrong with you?" Riley asked, waving his hand in front of his face. Huey made a gesture for them to look up, and when they did they understood his shock, along with the rest of the class. Helicopter's filled the sky, prepared to land. Some of them had been close enough they could even see the people inside. They appeared to be soldiers, all of them very well armed. There was also one thing Ming saw that sank her heart like an anchor. On the uniforms, they all had patched a red flag with yellows stars in the upper right corner. The exact same as the flag for the People's Republic of China.

"Oh no, this is my fault!" Ming said crying, and then she flung herself into Caesars arms. Caesar wanted to say something consoling, but had no idea what she was talking about. Also, he didn't want to give her a reason to let go.

Once most of them were landed, they began setting things up on the ground.

"Get outta ma way, I wanna see dis shit," said Butch Magnus, as he hammered his way to the front, and pushing everyone else out of the way. His body took up the entire front.

"Hey Bitch Magnus; don't you have to put yo blinker on yo fatass when you do that?" Riley said bitterly from the back.

Butch turned around angrily. "Shut the fuck up Freeman. Before I punch a hole in your forehead. Then I'll take yo little girlfriend and-"

BANG!

Butch Magnus hit the floor. Everyone began to scream as they noticed the blood spewing out of his forehead. They looked out the window and realized it came from the guns the soldiers were shooting at the school.

"Everybody run!" Cairo screamed as he ran to the door.

"Anyone who can, try to get to my van! I have a plan!" Huey yelled to the crowd as everyone ran.

"Nigga, dis ain't no time to bust out some rhymes!" Cindy screamed as she began to run.

Everyone was sprinting into the parking lot hoping to make it to their cars or those of their friends, several bodies began to fall as they ran out the doors. The soldiers' eyes were black and emotionless, as they shot down teenagers like rabid dogs. Huey used his ninja skills to dodge bullets aimed at him. He did a slide to avoid one soldier's bullets, and turned it into a kick to knock him off his feet. Huey then grabbed his gun and shot him, and other soldiers, providing cover while he head to his van. He opened up the doors, and those who could pile in. (Riley, Cindy, Jazmine, Ming, Hiro, Caesar, Tatiana and Cleopatra)

Out the corner of Huey's eyes, he saw Cairo being beaten up by one of the Chinese soldiers, while another held Cairo back. Most of the soldier's had gone off already into town, and only those two remained.

"What are you doing, help him!" Cleopatra screamed at Huey. Her eyes began to water. She hadn't known Cairo long, but he had been a friend to her.

"Better that nigga than us," Riley said coldly.

"Hey, he was an asshole, but if that's a capital crime, then half the people in this car are screwed," Hiro said, trying to bring stability to the situation.

"Hey!" Huey screamed at all of them, which made them jump. Huey rarely needed to raise his voice, but when he did it was like thunder. "After what he did to Jazmine, you're lucky we don't run him over,"

"Wait," Tatiana said. "I remember hearing about that. I thought all he did was tried to kiss her?"

Tears began to emerge in Jazmine's eyes. Tatiana gasped, feeling guilty she brought up what appeared to be a very sensitive topic. That's when Caesar noticed the door was open.

"Hey," he said, with everyone looking at him. "Where's Ming?"

"Tell where they are!" barked the soldier, as he punched Cairo repeatedly. Cairo's nose gushed out a river of warm, bright red blood. Cairo looked the soldier in the eyes, even though Cairo's left eye was beginning to swell up. He then spit at the soldier right between the eyes. The soldier moved back, wiping off the saliva with his gloves.

"I ain't no snitch," Cairo croaked out. "You'll have to kill me,"

The soldier who was administering the beating face was now as red as the flag stitched on his uniform. His eyes were black and burning like coal. He looked as though he wanted to kill Cairo, but something was holding him back. Why don't these bastards just finish me off already? Cairo thought, and why are they so interested as to where Huey and the others went?

The soldier was preparing to give Cairo another punishing blow. But before he could, his arms suddenly dropped, his movements became stagnant, and then the soldier finally coughed up a good deal of blood. His knees hit the ground, and a second later the rest of his body joined them. Cairo and the second soldier looked down at the body to see a throwing knife wedged right in the spinal cord. They then looked up to see Ming standing there, with a murderous look in her eyes.

Cairo decided to use the second soldier's distraction to his advantage, and use some karate moves Huey taught him back in Chicago. He stepped on the soldiers left foot, causing the grip of the left hand to release in shock of the pain. Cairo then used his left hand to punch him in the nuts, causing him to howl with pain. The pain distracted him enough so Cairo could then grab the soldier's right wrist, and then flip him over onto the curb of the parking lot. He then looked over at Ming, who was cleaning off the throwing knife, and then placed it back with six others in a holder that reminded Cairo of the girl in the Hunger Games. Ming proceeded to the second soldier, and stabbed him in the neck. Cairo jumped back in shock.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cairo screamed. Ming looked up at him, her jet black silky hair blowing in the cold winter wind.

"For good measure," she said coldly, as she wiped off the knife.

"Who are those guys? What do they want with us?" Cairo said shaking.

"I'll explain that to you later with the group," she said walking toward the van, with Cairo following close behind her.

"Well, why'd you try to save me? You were ready to kill me 15 minutes ago!" He screamed.

Ming stopped for a second, a single tear shedding down her face. "I've seen men like this before. Beating those who cannot defend themselves, and I had to watch it every day in China. I never cared until it happened to me. I can never let anyone endure that again,"

In that moment, Cairo felt sympathy for Ming. She probably had to endure things he never even imagined.

"Come on," Cairo said consolingly. "We need to get back to our group,"

Ming had to smile. Cairo may be a jerk at times, like Huey, but she was still glad she was now able to think of him as a friend.

Ah, Chapter one is done. It took forever, but I had a great time writing it and I hope you enjoy. I'll be coming out with more chapters, just please be patient.

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