Red lights on blue bodies

by Der schwarze Prinz

He broke out of the normal life, got away from the people he disappointed and found himself caught between heaven and hell, knowing he would not be able to turn around and go back. He was too far gone. Jake Baker was lost. Hanging around with thieves and drug addicts. But it was okay. He was okay. Or so he thought. Warnings: Drug abuse.

1. Prologue

Author´s Note: I haven´t written fanifiction for more than a year, but somehow I got back to this fandom and a could not resist. This idea did not just come up to my mind. It was made up step by step while I was listening to the songs I will use in this story. I don´t know if I will ever finish it, but I really hope so.

Warinings: This story is rated T so far, but it will contain several drug abuse, maybe bad language and maybe some violence.I can´t really tell because I don´t know how deep I will go into all of this.I hate rating my fanfictions, because everyone is different, some might be more capable of dealing with such content at the age of thirteen then others are at the age of sixteen.Don´t like, don´t read.If you think it should be rated higher, tell me.

Disclaimer: I do not own cheaper by the dozen, nor the songs that will be used.They came out of the minds of brillinat individuals and I will not use them for anything but creating gratis entertainment.

Special Thanks: To Islanda, who took the time to beta this.

Prologue
The Railroad

I was caught in the middle of a railroad track
I looked around and I knew there was no turning back
My mind raced and I though what could I do
and I knew there was no help, no help from you
(AC/DC – Thunderstruck)

The sun was rising.

Its red rays were hitting the earth with enormous power, creating sweat upon Jake's forehead.

He had lost track of time and orientation long ago while it had still been dark, and now he was afraid he would not make it back. The only thing that kept him focused were the railroads in front of his feet, making it easier for him to keep going, to put one foot in front of the other, step by step.

Jake Baker was lost, but it did not matter. Hell, he was not panicking at all. He had been lost many times before and he had always somehow made it back. This was just another moment where he could prove it to whoever he needed to. Maybe to the man beside the road who was standing next to his expensive car, yelling at him.

"Hey man!"

Jake ignored him. Should he yell until the level-crossing rose up and he could drive to whatever unsatisfying job he had, making him of billions of people panicking as soon as something unprepared happened. He liked it here, so he would stay.

"Come on, man, the train is coming!"

There was something in the man´s voice Jake could not really understand. Anger perhaps, or panic. And then there was another noise. A long, simple and loud horn of a train.

He turned himself around and his eyes grew large as a train kept rolling in his direction.

He would sure have done something, if only his mind hadn't been so clouded. Jake then felt pain in his back, before he landed face on. Before he could realize anything else, everything went black.