Disclaimer: Hi! Sorry for not updating it's just that-
Spider Monkey: GET ON WITH IT ALREADY!
Me: Hey! Do not interrupt your creator that hasn't completely created you yet! I could just as easily NOT write you in!
Me (to reader): Sorry about her! She's mad that I haven't written her or her friends in yet.
Now, read on! And take into account that there has been a time jump of a week.
MEET THE NEIGHBORS
Spider Monkey's POV
I was in the trees next to my best friends, well not exactly.
I was in the trees but Wolf was on the ground and Falcon was on the ground as well, jumping into the trees every now and then.
My name is Maye Spira; you can call me Spider Monkey, though. Wolf's name is really Caddis Lupus. Falcon is actually Perry Fulcrum.
Just don't call us by our real names.
No one calls themselves by their real names. Not in this town.
There are three groups of kids.
There is Cobra. Their leader is Cobra Commander.
Reeeaaaaal original nickname. That was sarcasm to those who are hopelessly idiotic.
His right hand girl is Baroness.
Then there's the G. I. Joes. They are led by Duke.
Their members are Snow Job, Shipwreck, Road Block, Heavy Duty, Scarlet, and Snake Eyes, just to name a few.
My friends and I are the Outcasts.
We have our reasons for our names.
We all have amazing agility and our own specialties.
I carry around medical supplies and can climb a tree and get from one tree to another like nobodies business.
Wolf is unbeatable when it comes to attacking (she carries our weapons) and strategy.
Falcon is amazingly fast and always prepares himself with all mater of useful tools (binoculars, rope, grappling hook, these weird little hook things that are multi-purpose, ect.).
We actually had a purpose for being out here.
A kid from Brooklyn was kidnapped a week ago.
The likely hood of him ending up in this town was slim to none.
But with this town, there was no tellin'.
Just as we were about to go home, we heard somethin'.
I came to a dead stop in my tree. Falcon jumped up onto the higher branches, just as camouflaged, though. Wolf paused at the foot of the tree.
We were all completely silent.
We saw something that would shock the livin' daylights out ta' any one a' you.
We saw what we had been searchin' fo'.
He was gettin' tha' stew beat out ta' him.
It was not for tha' faint ta' heart.
