A/N: This chapter is a bit different from the rest but I hope you all still like. And thank you to Britt for helping me out with this idea! You where tons of help!
Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies
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Spot crept down the alley keeping close to the wall so that he would not be spotted. Any newsies knew that it was dangerous to be in another boroughs territory late at night, especially when that borough is Queens, and especially when you're a Brooklyn newsie.
I'm gonna get him! I'm gonna get that bastard and make him pay for what he did! I told them I would get my revenge and here's my chance. My chance to prove to everyone that Spot Conlon really does deserve to be King! All these thoughts raced through his head as he got closer and closer to the Queens Lodge house.
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"I'll raise you two Shadow." Specs said dropping down another two pennies.
"You four eyed pile of Shit." He replied laughing.
"Come on just you and me. What you gonna do?" Specs smiled at the boy sitting across from him.
"I fold. I got nothing." Shadow threw his cards down and lit another cigarette. "You win."
The other newsie just laughed as Specs went to collect his winnings. It was an odd thing to see Specs win a round of poker, and an even odder thing to see Shadow lose a round of poker. Shadow sat there trying to drown out the insults that where being thrown at him by his so called friends.
"Okay you all think your so much better, who wants another game?" Shadow said shuffling the cards. "Come on guys…Race, Specs, Jack, Skitts…anyone?" He dared someone to say yes looking each one on the eye as he said their name.
"I'll play you." A new voice came from behind.
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There he is. Spot said to himself when he saw who he was looking for leave the lodge. That little bastard is going back to Manhattan. Not while I'm here, he won't be going anywhere when I'm done with him.
Spot followed the boy to the border between Queens and Brooklyn. Getting enough courage to finally carry out his plan he approached the boy.
"Hey Mush." Spot said slapping him on the back. "What are you doing so far away from Manhattan so late at night?"
Mush turned to him looking a little nervous. "Not much Spot. Just felt like…ummm…Well I was walking. Yeah that's it I was walking and not thinking, and I ended up here." He said rather quickly letting a nervous laugh escape from his lips.
"Oh so you just happened to end up at the Queens lodge house is that right?" Spot growled getting right in Mush's face. "So did you just happen to kill Sammy that night? What where you not fucking thinking then?" Spot yelled grabbing Mush by the neck causing the boy to fall to his knees.
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All the boys sitting at the table turned to see who the new comer was. And all where surprised when they saw it was Blink. Blink and Sammy had been best friends for as long as anyone could remember. Before Sammy moved to Brooklyn they would always sell together. They where like two peas in a pod. No one could separate them. And even after she had moved they still saw each other everyday, taking turns going to Manhattan and Brooklyn.
Since the night Sammy had died no one had seen much of Blink. He went out to sell every morning and afternoon but would spend the rest of the day either lying in his bunk or out walking alone. His friends knew that he wanted to be left alone so they didn't bother him. Some tired to talk to him, but after seeing he was too upset no one pushed him to talk.
"Hey Blink man." Shadow said getting up and patting him on the back. "How you been doing?"
"I've been okay." He replied looking down at his feet. His face turned into a slight frown and Shadow saw his eyes begin to fill with tears.
"Come on you said you wanted to play, I'll beat you ass man." Shadow said trying to cheer him up a bit. He led Blink over to the table and dealt out the cards to Blink and the others who where playing.
Blink sat down, wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and gave everyone a small Smile before picking up his cards. A tiny laugh escaped from his lips when he looked at his cards and saw he only had a pair of twos. "I already fold." He laughed some more putting down his cards.
"God you suck man!" Shadow popped a top of a beer and handed it to Blink. "Just sit and relax."
"Thanks," Blink said taking the beer. He sat there in silence watching the game, and twirling his beer around in the bottle.
They finished the game of Poker which ended up being won by Shadow. "Ha told you assholes I would win." He smirked and picked up his money from the middle of the table.
Rambler and Gambler walked over to the younger boys sitting at the table and sat down to talk. Rambler put his hand on Blinks back and nodded showing Blink he knew how he felt. Blink and Rambler had gotten a lot closer in the last few days since Sammy had died, each feeling each others pain. Rambler was glad to finally see Blink out and having a good time.
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"What are you talking about Spot?" Mush said looking up at Spot. "I didn't kill her, I would never do that!"
"Then why where you at the Queens Lodge?"
"I told you I really did just wander into Queens and they dragged me there to see what I was up too. They didn't find anything so they just let me go and told me to tell Rambler to watch his back." Mush looked at Spot with pleading eyes. "I really didn't do it Spot! That's the honest truth. Why would I ever want to kill her?"
"Yeah right. You where jealous! That's why you did it. You wanted to be best friends with Blink except this girl was always in your way. So you wanted her gone. And you did it, you killed her and now I'm gonna kill you."
Spot took out his pocket knife and looked into Mush's eyes. Mush was too scared to talk, too scared to move, he barely struggled as Spot took the knife and slit his throat.
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"How's Spot holding up?" Rambler asked as he took a drag of his cigarette.
"I tried talking to him earlier today. He was pretty bad, said he just wanted to be left alone and not talk about it." Gambler replied.
"Yeah earlier he got drunk. I told him he was done with the drinks for tonight and he walked away mumbling something." Shadow added in.
"Yeah he seems pretty upset." Race said.
"I think were all upset." Gambler replied looking around the room at the different newsies sitting in the lodge. "We all just need to take care of each other. Watch each others backs."
All the newsies at the table nodded their heads in agreement. "Let's start another game of poker, huh?" Rambler said wanting to switch of the topic.
Race dealt out the cards and everyone sat in silence playing the game.
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Spot looked at the lifeless body that lay before him. He had done it; he had finally gotten his revenge. He smirked proud of what he had done and then heard a noise coming from a nearby alley.
"Who's there?" He asked afraid that someone may have seen what he did. He saw a dark figure in the shadows and then heard a voice.
"He didn't do it." The voice said. "He didn't kill her."
Spot shot up almost falling off the bed as he did. He was covered in sweat and his breathing was really heavy. Trying to calm himself down he told himself it was only a dream.
But why would I be having a dream like that. And why Mush, why of all people would I think he killed her. Who was in the shadows? Spot thought to himself trying to figure this out. Maybe it was trying to tell me something…but what? Maybe the shadow person was trying to tell me something. Spot sat in his bed for a while just thinking. He needed to figure this out; he needed to know what it meant.
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