Chapter 2: Foot Soldier Rumble
October 3, 1979- 6:46 PM- Swan and nearly 110 Warriors were in the Bumper Bash lot behind the hideout, all with planks, 2x4s, metal pipes knifes, baseball bats, and even Molotov's and machetes.
Swan then made his way through pile of bodies, and climbed onto a platform about 9 feet high, so that he could stand above everybody. His voice then boomed in a low baritone feature that stopped all the voices murmuring.
"Alright listen up! As you all heard, either at the party or any soldiers who got rounded up, Rembrandt got jumped by some punks called the Kings. Now Rembrandt said that this was "their territory" so they can't be far, my guess is their either still here in Coney, or they're takin' over Bensonhurst ever since the JSB's got hauled off by the pigs, so here's what were gonna do, we're splitting into 2 War Parties, Cochise and Cowboy and are gonna lead the Bensonhurst Party, and me and Snowball here are gonna search here in Coney, they may've taken the north side, since we got the whole south side. Remember, these punks got on white sleeveless shirts with a yellow "K" and crown on 'em. If you see 'em, take 'em out! We split in 10 minutes, get ready!" Swan said over the crowd of Warriors in red leather vests.
As Swan hopped off the platform, he met up with a Tall, dark skinned Warrior with Native American jewelry and boots, the coolest cat around and some off the heaviest muscle in town, Cochise, "He Cochise, you ready for this?" asked Swan.
"Born Ready Warchief, especially when one of our own soldiers gets japed by some punks? Man you better believe I'm ready!' Cochise said in an excited and angry tone.
Now even though Cochise was quite the heavy brawler, he wasn't just like Ajax, always looking for a fight, always wanting to start something, but no Cochise wasn't like that, but ever since what happened with the Riffs, the Rouges, and Cyrus, he had moved up from just muscle, to a higher Lieutenant, and assumed more responsibility for his Warriors, and this was personal!
"That's what I like to hear, go get 'em!" Swan said to his friend as he gave he some skin, then Cochise returned the favor with some skin right back again.
After going back into the hideout to find his favorite knife, the one he threw into Luther's wrist, Swan noticed a figure out of the corner of his eye, wearing blue jeans, a pink t-shirt, and an unzipped blue jacket.
Swan pulled the knife out of his drawer and put it in the side of his belt, then greeted her, 'What's up Mercy?"
"N-N-Nothin', I just heard about what happened to Rembrandt, i-is he okay?" Mercy asked in concern.
"Depends on what you call okay, he's got a busted leg and arm, and bumps and bruises all on his body, which is why I'm gonna go settle th-."
Mercy quickly cut off Swan with a long kiss, and then asked him something that Swan could only agree too, "Swan, you mind if I stay here for da night, help take care of Rembrandt, my mother was a nurse, and I learned a thing or 2 from her. So whadya say, please?" Mercy asked again calmly but was practically begging on the inside.
"A'ight then, you can stay, look after Rembrandt for me woulda?
"I will."
Swan then exited the hideout and met up with Snow and got his war party ready to search Coney Island's North side, while Cochise and Cowboy got ready to ride up to Bensonhurst looking to crush some Kings.
October 3rd 1979 6:56- As Cochise and Cowboy led 55 Warriors onto the "D" train from Coney to Bensonhurst, Swan and Snow's 55 man team made their way to the boardwalk walking from Their Hangout to the boardwalk.
October 3rd 1979 7:39- As it seemed like the Warriors had been walking for hours when finally they had found about Five kids with White shirts on with no sleeves, they approached them. One of the 5 kids immediately saw this out the corner of his eye and threw his beer bottle at Swan.
"DUCK!" Swan yelled as the bottle came crashing down.
The glass broke in an empty spot in the crowd, but the Five had taken off by now, but Swan was not so easily defeated, Swan motioned to one of his new lieutenant, Smoke to take his squad and go east, and for Snow and his Squad to go west, while Swan and his squad went gunning right for the kids.
Swan and his team raced after the five down the back alleys of North Coney, while 2 of them split up and took the alleys that Snow and Smoke had taken, dodging trash cans, shopping carts and hopping fences to get at the crew, and wreck them for what they did to Rembrandt.
After running down 10 city blocks, The alleys came down to a single road that lead to the Kings hangout.
Swan and the Warriors noticed this, and now started running harder after the punks, and when they finally caught them, the 5 ran into their hangout, to bring out every single member of their crew… which was only about 30 men.
The 3 Battalions of Warriors came into the light, the Warchief of the Kings stood tall in his private quarters of his hangout, looking out the broken window and looked over his outnumber soldiers.
Then as Swan stepped up, to say something, the punks who attacked Rembrandt stepped forward.
"Hey, are you the punks who tried to wreck our friend?" Swan yelled.
"Yeah, we was crossing out is lame-ass tag, gotta problem?" the lead attacker yelled back.
"Well if that's the case, I hope you had fun doin' it cause it's the last thing you're ever gonna do!" Swan said intimidatingly.
"Oh yeah why is that?"
"'Cause now, you gotta answer to me." Swan replied as he gave the order to waste the Kings.
After the bashing of skulls into walls, beating with planks and pipes, shankings and slashings, the Kings were wasted, and all the Warriors stood victorious.
And as a trophy for some of the New Bloods, they ripped the shirts off the Kings, some covered in blood and dirt. They then made their way back to the "D" Train and rode home, celebrating their victory.
BACK AT THE HANGOUT- October 3rd 1979 7:39- Rembrandt, Cowboy and Griff were sitting watching TV with Mercy, eating tacos from down the street, a new store on the strip, called Pablo's.
Then as the gang was chilling out, Rembrandt's leg bandaged up, the doors leading into the room, opened and young kid about 19 years old, Hispanic, with an Afro, who looked a lot like Rembrandt, just smaller and slightly different features.
As soon as Rembrandt saw him, he got up and asked him, "Luis, what're you doin' here?!" Rembrandt asked him in shock, happy to the kid.
"I heard what happened hermano, I knew you was here, and I had to check on you."
Cowboy then looked at Mercy, and said "Hermano, I think that means 'brother!"
END OF CHAPTER 2
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