Concern filled up Mikey's eyes as he watched Ray light up his fourth cigarette vigorously.

The two of them were sitting by themselves at a park bench. It seemed as though no one else was outside. Ever since the uprising of gang violence, a lot of people were afraid to come out of their homes and would rather stay indoors.

"What's wrong Toro?" Mikey asked.

Ray replied with a slight shrug of his shoulders and just continued to stare into space through the dark sunglasses he wore.

"I know something's up." Mikey continued. "You turn into a chimney whenever you're upset or stressed out about something."

Ray let out an irritated sigh. Sometimes he wished that Mikey didn't know him so well. But he and The Wolves were all he had.

After his sister Roberta's passing, Ray's parents would argue pretty much 24/7; they had become even less reliable than they already were. Ray had met Wolves' leader Mikey Way who showed nothing more but sympathy and friendship for him. He claimed that he had gone to school with Roberta and knew what a nice innocent person she was who didn't deserve something so cruel. Ray had decided to join his gang in a way to avenge his sister's death.

"It's June 16." Ray simply said as he then took a long drag of his cigarette. He didn't need much else to say, he knew Mikey would know what he was talking about.

"How old would she have been?" Mikey asked.

"Sixteen."

"Oh."

"It's already been like two years."

"Huh?"

"Two years." Ray repeated while flicking away his cigarette and then lighting up another. "You know, since Robby has been gone."

"Oh."

Their awkward conversation was cut short due to a car driving past them in a suspiciously slow manner. Ray and Mikey noticed that the windows were down so they could see that the driver and passenger were Stuart Potter and Kyle Grass- two members of their rival gang The Fangs.

The Fangs were the only gang in New Jersey that meant trouble for The Wolves. Not only because of the gruesome death that they gave to a Wolf member, but also because their leader was none other than Gerard Way. He had dropped out of high school when he was 17, left home at that same age, and now worked as a mechanic at a gas station. He was also Mikey's older brother.

Mikey and Ray watched as Stuart and Kyle got out of the car and walk towards them. Ray flicked away his last cigarette and put his hand in his pocket, he held on tight to the switch blade he had with him.

"Hey," Stuart greeted the two. "If it isn't the Littlest Way and his mutt."

Kyle and he chuckled at his statement.

All the members of The Fangs called Ray a mutt due to him being part Puerto Rican and part Portuguese. They knew it made him angry and they also knew it made Mikey angry when they referred to him as just simply Gerard's little brother instead of the brave gang leader he was. That was one of his biggest pet peeves. But Ray and Mikey showed no emotion what so ever towards the two of The Fangs, they didn't want to give them the satisfaction they wanted.

"Any of you guys got a smoke?" Stuart then asked them.

Ray shook his head and showed the empty cigarette pack he held.

"Nope. Just smoked our last pack."

"What do you guys really want?" Mikey asked annoyed. One of his other biggest pet peeves was when people never got to their point. "Have you two come to pick a fight?"

"Well, we ran into a guy earlier." Kyle explained. "Figured it was one of your guys."

"Who was he?" Ray asked.

"We don't really remember his name but uh-"

Kyle gave Stuart a smirk who smirked back at him as he threw a grey sweat shirt to the ground. Mikey and Ray knew whose it was right away even with the blood stains all over it.

"Markus." Mikey said in barely a whisper.

Markus Starkman was a member of The Wolves. He was a scrawny boy with watery eyes and long red hair that was tied up half the time. He was one of the toughest members but it probably was because he was also one of the most troubled. Both his parents had died in a car accident along with his two younger brothers when he was 12. He had to live with his only living relative who was a negligent aunt after that. Evidently, Markus had reunited his family.

"He was a fighter." Stuart stated while popping with knuckles. "But obviously not a good one. Such an easy bleeder."

Ray then threw a punch at him which resulted into a broken nose. Seeing this, Kyle threw a same punch at Ray. But it resulted into Ray having a bloody nose instead of a broken one. The four of them were now going after one another's blood. It wasn't until Ray took out his switch blade when the fighting ceased.

"I suggest you guys leave right now." Ray said through gritted teeth.

"Not just yet." Mikey added.

"Someone sure has balls!" Stuart exclaimed.

"You and the rest of your gang meet us at the abandoned playground tomorrow at 2. We have shit to discuss."

"Sure." Stuart replied. He then glared at Ray who was still holding on to the blade. "But leave your toys at home."