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Disclaimer: Same as da uddas. I'm gonna try to put flashbacks in BOLD
As much a Revolution hated to admit it, she was nervous, she had never faced anyone alone. In Ireland, it had always been her and the boys fighting The British.
"Shh.." whispered Revolution Fredrick from the top of her horse "Shut ya traps"
"Ah Rev, Aint no one going ta hear us" said Jon Mctiernan her second in command.
"Listen Jon, we're going right past da servant quarters, and Hattie has a enormous mouth."
"We sure he's da only one in the house?" asked Jon.
"Yes, since he fired me and his son moved back to England"
"Well lets go"
They urged the horses forward throught the cold clear night. As She rode Revolution pulled her black velvet cape around her, tucking her curls under the hood. they reached the house and Revolution grabbed the can of Gas.
"Remember boys , Hell is when there is no reason to live and no courage to die. We do what we have to do to make our town and families free."
"The night was dark and the fight was over,
The moon shone down O'Connell Street.
I stood alone where brave men perished,
They all have gone, their gods to meet" Sang Revolution quietly as she walked to where she knew he would be waiting.The old Mackiernan hotel on Manhattan boulevard.
"The first I met was a dying rebel,
Bending low I heard him say:
God bless my home in dear Cork city,
God bless the Cause for which I die."
The hotel was freezing cold and Revolution hoped that Bella was all right. I should have told them before, she thought. Maybe they would have known to stay away. Little did Revolution know that Itey had followed her to the Hotel. He wanted to apologize for putting his foot in his mouth earlier and he was scared for her.
"The next I met was a fair haired maiden,
Kneeling by her lovers side.
She prayed to God, her heavenly father,
That in his footsteps that she might bide. Isn't that the next line?" said a voice behind her.
She turned to see Andrews holding Itey by The neck, pressing a dagger to his throat.
"Oh god, Itey," whispered Revolution "Let him go Andrews"
"And why should I?" asked Andrews "I've killed everyone else you've cared for. Why spare this dirty street rat?"
"Because " said Jack Kelly "Do ya really think ya kin take all of us?"
Revolution turned around to see the Manhattan newsies standing behind her, they must have followed me here she thought.
"We call da Bulls, told dem dat some man kidnapped a popular night club singah" said Stress "Dey should be on dere way fer ya"
"Guys!" yelled Revolution "Deys gonna arrest me too"
"No Rev" said Davey "Dey can't arrest ya "
"And thy wont arrest me" said Andrews shoving the dagger deep into Itey's shoulder and running out of the building.
"Git em" yelled Jack running after him.
Revolution sank down to her knees and cradled Itey in her lap.
"Oh Itey, I'm so sorry"
Sorry So short guys, I'm entering a very painful writer's block. any ideas? I'm opene to suggestions unless dey suck.
Keep reviewin, E-mail me.
Carryin da Banner,
Revolution.
By The way the saying that Rev says about Hell and dying was said By this guy.
William Markiewicz
Extracts of Existence.
And the song is an old Irish Folk song called The Dying Rebel
Disclaimer: Same as da uddas. I'm gonna try to put flashbacks in BOLD
As much a Revolution hated to admit it, she was nervous, she had never faced anyone alone. In Ireland, it had always been her and the boys fighting The British.
"Shh.." whispered Revolution Fredrick from the top of her horse "Shut ya traps"
"Ah Rev, Aint no one going ta hear us" said Jon Mctiernan her second in command.
"Listen Jon, we're going right past da servant quarters, and Hattie has a enormous mouth."
"We sure he's da only one in the house?" asked Jon.
"Yes, since he fired me and his son moved back to England"
"Well lets go"
They urged the horses forward throught the cold clear night. As She rode Revolution pulled her black velvet cape around her, tucking her curls under the hood. they reached the house and Revolution grabbed the can of Gas.
"Remember boys , Hell is when there is no reason to live and no courage to die. We do what we have to do to make our town and families free."
"The night was dark and the fight was over,
The moon shone down O'Connell Street.
I stood alone where brave men perished,
They all have gone, their gods to meet" Sang Revolution quietly as she walked to where she knew he would be waiting.The old Mackiernan hotel on Manhattan boulevard.
"The first I met was a dying rebel,
Bending low I heard him say:
God bless my home in dear Cork city,
God bless the Cause for which I die."
The hotel was freezing cold and Revolution hoped that Bella was all right. I should have told them before, she thought. Maybe they would have known to stay away. Little did Revolution know that Itey had followed her to the Hotel. He wanted to apologize for putting his foot in his mouth earlier and he was scared for her.
"The next I met was a fair haired maiden,
Kneeling by her lovers side.
She prayed to God, her heavenly father,
That in his footsteps that she might bide. Isn't that the next line?" said a voice behind her.
She turned to see Andrews holding Itey by The neck, pressing a dagger to his throat.
"Oh god, Itey," whispered Revolution "Let him go Andrews"
"And why should I?" asked Andrews "I've killed everyone else you've cared for. Why spare this dirty street rat?"
"Because " said Jack Kelly "Do ya really think ya kin take all of us?"
Revolution turned around to see the Manhattan newsies standing behind her, they must have followed me here she thought.
"We call da Bulls, told dem dat some man kidnapped a popular night club singah" said Stress "Dey should be on dere way fer ya"
"Guys!" yelled Revolution "Deys gonna arrest me too"
"No Rev" said Davey "Dey can't arrest ya "
"And thy wont arrest me" said Andrews shoving the dagger deep into Itey's shoulder and running out of the building.
"Git em" yelled Jack running after him.
Revolution sank down to her knees and cradled Itey in her lap.
"Oh Itey, I'm so sorry"
Sorry So short guys, I'm entering a very painful writer's block. any ideas? I'm opene to suggestions unless dey suck.
Keep reviewin, E-mail me.
Carryin da Banner,
Revolution.
By The way the saying that Rev says about Hell and dying was said By this guy.
William Markiewicz
Extracts of Existence.
And the song is an old Irish Folk song called The Dying Rebel