Hello FanFictioners(: New plot bunny here. For Degrassi of coarse. It's a little sketchy though. But it's an experiment.. Based off The Jungle by Guns N' Roses, I present you all with: The Jungle.

DISCLAIMER: I do not own degrassi and or this song. Now enjoy(:

The Jungle

Prologue

Eli~

Looking over the grimy wall of the dank alley I was in, I saw that it was clear. Concealing the packages in my pockets, I began to sprint. My black coverse covered feet slamming onto the concrete below them. The action, sending little shocks to my feet because of the lack of resistance.

My heart was beating quickly in my chest. My adrenaline pumping. My senses alert. Looking around frantically, I sensed he wasn't that far behind me. And he definately wasn't alone. Forcing myself faster then probably humanly possible, I exited to the street.

Unfortunately I wasn't so bright and thus I attempted to j-run and almost got hit in the process.

The bald man in the front seat yelled an obscinity and flipped me off. Feeling safe, I slowed my sprint to a walk. Taking deep breaths and stuffing my hands into my pockets. She wasn't going to believe what I had scored this time.

It'll be hard to avoid them though. Marcus and his goons know where I live, work, and hang out. So a change of scenery is neccesary. But if she disagrees... I might have to force her to go. It's not just a game any more. This is personal. And she could very much end up raped with her throat slit, and thrown to rot somewhere.

But that won't happen. I'm sure of it. I won't let it. Better my life then hers.

I know I'm stupid for doing this. For putting targets on our back like this, but if we could just re-sell it.. we wouldn't end up on the streets. No matter how shitty our little apartment is it's better then the streets. Especially where we're living now.

Climbing up the concrete steps I high fived the little neighbor boy who was a florr below us. His name was Tyler and he was about 8 years old. I just hope that Tyler stays away from this sort of stuff. He's too young and has a bright future ahead of him. He shouldn't fuck it up with this stuff. Nobody ever should. But I guess I should follow what I preach..

On the stoop I noticed the door was slightly ajar which raised a slight bit of concern. walking in, I gently pushed the door closed.

" Kota?" I called. No answer. Walking through the living room, I found no one. The television was left on though, which was slightly odd.

"Kota." I said louder. This was more of a statement then a question. My voice kind of filled with desparity when she didn't answer as I was walking down the short hallway.

"Dakota Rae." I called louder. And that's when I heard it. Little shrieks coming from our bedroom. Barging in, I saw the most frightening thing I would ever witniss.

Dakota was in a chair tied to it with a bandana covering her mouth. Marcus was laughing at her with a knife against her throat.

"You really shouldn't have stolen from me, Eli." He says before slicing her neck.

Suddenly I was awake. Drenched in sweat with my heart racing. Next to me, asleep, was my blonde beauty.

So this was the prologue.. you like? Review please? Further chapters will go into better detail.