AN: I have no idea about the actual location of gun stores in the Seattle area, those are made up. However, 15th Avenue is an actual street in the city. If any of the facts are wrong, just keep in mind that it's all fiction. Enjoy!

Freddie slumped against the wall of an alley trying to catch his breath. He and his gang had been running almost nonstop for the last few blocks. They had lost the manager a while back, but didn't want to stay in the area in case he had called the cops and they were looking for them. Frank did a quick check of the main street,

"All clear. Gather round and I'll give you all your cut." Frank pulled out the bag and began counting the money out.

"How much did we get this time Frank?"

"'Bout 300. Same rules as last time, older members get more."

Ray sighed as he and Freddie waited for their turn. Instead of dividing the money evenly so that everyone got about 50 bucks, Frank has a system so that the four top members got 60 and then he and Freddie would only get 30. Overall it made sense to Freddie, he and Ray had done the least dangerous task as lookouts while everyone else was in the store. He didn't mind waiting the extra few months for it to be his turn to get the full cut, but Ray was not happy.

"This is bull Frank! We're all be equal members of this gang. Fred and I did just as much for this job as everyone else did." Ray said angrily.

Oh no…this is not going to end well. Freddie was already backing away. Frank was the leader of the gang for a reason. He was the toughest and meanest guy in the area, no one messed with Frank. Other gangs didn't give them trouble strictly because Frank was the leader. There were rumors that he had killed people over gang territory and that he was wanted in other states for grand theft auto, arson, murder and rape. He was a force to be feared for a man of only 17.

Frank eyed Ray from the opposite side of the alley. He slowly got to his feet, leaving the money on the ground where it was being sorted. The other three guys backed away as well, leaving Ray and Frank standing in the middle of the road, glaring.

"You talk a lot of shit for someone who's only been with the gang for seven months. You think you can run this gang better than I can?" Ray's eyes flashed in alarm. "Well? Do you Ray?" Frank was yelling now.

Ray stood his ground. "I think I can run it more fairly than you are. Fred and I had dangerous jobs too. What if the cops had shown up? It would have been up to us to stop them from catching you guys! It's only fair that everyone gets the same cut, 50 for everyone. Don't you think Fred?"

Freddie glanced quickly between Ray and Frank. Overall, he was very happy with the hierarchy of the group. With Frank in charge they never had to worry about other gangs in the area. Frank was also willing to take the more dangerous jobs in whatever illegal activity they were going to pull. He was reasonable, for the most part, and gave every member of the group a chance to prove their worth. It was only a few months ago when Freddie had first joined the group that Frank had pulled him out of class to do a three man job.

Flashback

"Okay, Fred. Here's the deal. We need to grab some more supplies for this upcoming fight between us and that prep school up the street." Frank started explaining. "We out number them, because most of the kids there are those super nerdy kids that have rich parents, not many members have joined this new gang they've put together. The issue is that those fucking rich parents just give their kids however much money they want to do whatever they want with. My inside source says that they've pulled out all the stops for this rumble and went out to get some AKs as well as a few shotguns. Today, you and I are going to come up with a better plan than that to beat them."

"You want my help with this? Why not ask Justin, he's the gun guy." Freddie was deeply confused, he'd only been in the gang for a few weeks and wasn't nearly street smart enough to know what guns to get.

"Yeah man! You're super smart. The former geek in you will be a great help in coming up with a great plan to beat those preppy rich kids." Frank said, slapping Freddie on the back.

"I-I don't know, Frank… I have no idea what would work well against those kinds of… of guns." Freddie was really nervous about the idea of guns. They brought back…bad memories.

"I don't need guns to beat them. I need a plan to prevent them from using those guns."

Freddie started racking his brain. There were plenty of ways to get them busted for having those guns; weapons like those were illegal without a permit. "I mean, we could tell the cops, or their parents…"

"No shit dude!" Frank said angrily, "We can't tell anyone about it though. One, it could possibly rat out my source and two, it's a punk ass move. Gangs don't go running to someone's mommy and daddy about what their "wittle babies" are doing!"

"O-Oh…" Freddie hung his head embarrassed. He hadn't thought about how tattling could affect the gang. "Well…Then… Let me, um, do some research and get back to you tomorrow. I can come up with something…" Hopefully…

"Good idea Fredman. I knew I could count on you. Do this right and you might actually make it in this gang." Frank gave a small smirk and then left Freddie in the hallway.

When Frank and Freddie met up at the back of the school the following day, Freddie was extremely nervous. The rumble was in two days and if his plan didn't fly with Frank a lot of his "brothers" were going to get hurt…or killed. Freddie was shaking at the thought of seeing people shot. More painful memories flashed through his mind.

"Fredman!" Frank arrived at the wall where they always met. "Whatcha got for me?"

Freddie took a deep breath and swallowed. "I looked up a few stores in the area, and the only one that sells the bullets for the guns that those preps bought is just off 15th Ave. At least, it's the only place within 20 miles. What I think we should do is bribe, rob, or otherwise incapacitate that store so that they won't sell the bullets to the other gang." Freddie looked at Frank's blank face. He seemed very impassive to the idea. "Any other show of force against these…ah…punks, will just end in blood. This way they'll have useless weapons and will be forced to meet us fist-to-fist."

"It's an interesting plan Fred, but… What if they've already purchased bullets?" Frank questioned.

"I-I thought of that." Freddie answered. "So I called all the stores in Seattle to see if anyone had purchased bullets. No one has in several months. Unless these preps have had the guns for 8 months, they'll need the ammo."

"Stores aren't the only place to get ammo Fred. Did you think of the dealers on the streets that could supply them? Those guys aren't a simple investigative phone call away." Frank started glaring.

"No other gangs, high school or adult, in this area have currently been reported with those guns. They're all sticking to silenced handguns, less conspicuous." Freddie answered nervously. Frank was an intimidating man when angry.

"And how sure of your information are you?"

Freddie didn't hesitate, "I'm one hundred percent sure of this."

Frank studied Freddie's face with narrowed eyes. He was searching for doubt, anything that would hint at a possible kink in the plan Freddie had come up with. Freddie stayed still and met Frank's gaze. It was crucial that he didn't waver in his confidence of the plan.

Frank gave a small half smile, the left side of his face wrinkling up into a sly grin. "Well done Fred. You, Justin and I are going to go "meet" this gun store owner right now."

End Flashback

With Frank's leadership, they had successfully bribed the store owner to claim to be out of ammunition for the guns the preps had and the fight had been "fair". From then on, Frank always went to Freddie for the planning of jobs, rumbles, and any other scheme the gang needed to pull off.

Ray, on the other hand, had an excellent point. Everyone in the group deserved the same amount of money from the robbery they had just pulled. With the split that was planned, Justin, Arron, Collin, and Frank were taking a great deal more than Ray and he were getting and that seemed a little unfair. All for one and one for all, wasn't that usually how it went? In addition, Freddie and Ray, being the newest members of the gang, needed to stick together, didn't they?

"I…I…" Freddie stuttered out.

Frank looked at him plainly. "I want you honest opinion Fredman, do you think I should lead this gang or should Ray do it?" There was menace in his voice as if daring him to pick Ray. Freddie took a small step backwards.

"Freddie cleared his throat and looked straight at Ray. "Frank should lead." Ray glared at him in disgust; he looked betrayed as well as pissed. "But," Freddie continued, "I agree with Ray that it's not fair to split the cash unevenly. It was equally dangerous for everyone to pull this off."

Frank considered Freddie; his eyes unrevealing of any emotion he could be feeling. Ray's glared softened though; no smile, but a thankful relief spread across his face.

"Alright Fred." Frank spoke suddenly. "We'll split it evenly." He then turned to Ray. "But, if you ever speak out against my orders again, I will not hesitate to take you out. Got that Ray?"

Ray's eyes flashed with fear for only a second. Frank, no matter how reasonable he was being at the moment, was still a force not to be messed with. "Yes, sir." Ray said quietly, and then took his place back next to Freddie.

Freddie sighed in relief as he clapped Ray on the back gently. "Don't do that again, Ray." Freddie whispered almost silently to him. Ray just nodded, but his eyes had daggers for Frank. This isn't going to end tonight Freddie thought.

Alright everyone, that's the next chapter. I know it took forever to get up and I'm really sorry about that. This installment had a lot of background into how Freddie started to fit into the gang, as well as how he fits in now. Now the real question that comes up is how Ray will handle the threat from Frank and what will happen to Freddie if a fight does break out.

As always, reviews are greatly appreciated. Many thanks to those of you who have already reviewed I really appreciate your thoughts. I'm having an internal debate about whether to leave this rated T or to bring it up to M by added some intimate scenes. I'd love to know your opinion. So, leave a review with what you think and I'll follow the most popular response.

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