Things in italics are flashbacks.
In this Hannibal is about 15, Murdock is 10, BA is 8 and Face is 5.
Chapter 6
Hannibal POV
"Go on Hannibal." Murdock prompted as Hannibal sat watching the three younger boys.
The cigar felt heavy in his mouth, out of nervousness or not Hannibal didn't know. Well, it was too late to back out now. Anyway. It wasn't like he had it as bad as Murdock or Face maybe even BA. No. So he started to talk.
"John!" A woman screeched up from the stairs. "You are not leaving this house!" She carried on when her son appeared at the top of the stairs.
"You listen to your mother boy. It's about time you started to do as you're told. You're too young for all of this foolishness now. You need to grow up." The man, who was John Father added to the voice of John Mother.
Great. The first time they agreed on something in years and it was the thing stopping him from leaving.
"I'm old enough to do what I want now." John put a cigar in his mouth, savouring the angry look his parents gave him.
"You put that cigar out right now John Smith. I will not have it in my house." It was always his Mother who shouted at him.
"Well, if I leave you won't have to will you." John smuggled replied.
"Do not disrespect your Mother, John. Do as she says and put the damned thing out." His Father all but growled at him. Hannibal simply carried on smoking the cigar.
"I'm not. I'm just ignoring her." Mr Smith's ears had started to go a bright red and a vein appeared on his neck. John knew then he had really made him angry.
"Get out." John wasn't sure what the older man had just said he had said it so quietly.
"Dear." Mrs Smith placed a hand on her husbands shoulder but he just shook it off.
"I said get out." John looked at his Father in shock. He hadn't expected that. "I have had enough of your damnable attitude so get the hell out of my house and don't you dare come back until you've learned to control your anger." When John just stood there the older man screamed at his son, "Are you deaf now boy! I said GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
John grabbed his pack, practically falling over himself to get out of the door. A slam could be heard as soon as John ran out of the front door. He looked back at the door and could just make out the raising voices f his parents. Gazing out of the windowns in the streets where the neighbours.
He had to get out of there. So he ran. He ran and he didn't look back. He had gotten what he wanted. But he wasn't happy. Not in the slightest.
Murdock POV
Silence followed. The only noises being those from the other people in the café. No one was taking any notice of their little band though.
"I'm sorry sucka." BA said, quietly. Not making eye contact with Hannibal. He only shrugged in response but he didn't move either when Face flung his arms around the older boy and gave him a hug.
"Your turn Murdock." Coughed Hannibal. Frowning Murdock nodded silently. He couldn't exactly say no to talking now. Not after Hannibal had opened up to the three other boys.
"Okay." Murdock mumbled as he started his story.
Murdock was playing happily with his action figures as the small family drove along.
"We'll be back home soon buddy." The man in the driving seat said.
"Will Billy have missed us?" Murdock asked, worried about the dog they'd left behind on the farm.
"I'm sure he will have sweetie but your Gramm and Granddaddy will have looked after him." The boys' Mother answered from the front seat. Murdock nodded happily and continued to play with his toys.
The screeching of tires pulled the little boys from his game. His parents, who had been chatting happily until this point, went quiet too. "No." The woman whispered just before a car hit the family head on.
Murdock screamed as the car was flung off of the roadside. They span over and over again, making Murdock feeling sick. "Mummy! Daddy!" Murdock shouted as the car stopped spinning and came to stand the right way around. It was the first time the little boy had called his parents that in years but he was scared. So scared.
When they didn't answer, Murdock tried to take the seatbelt off, only to find he couldn't. Panicking, Murdock started to wiggle around before he fell off of the seat and onto the floor. He fell into a pool of bright red blood.
"Mum. Dad." Murdock whispered to the two adults in the front of the car. He was replied with silence. His Mum's brown eyes that had only moments before been full of life were glassed over. His Dad was the same. Murdocks screams where met with deaf ears and blind stares.
When the driver from the car that had hit them finally cam out, Murdock was sobbing. He didn't know how long he'd been there but as soon as the man opened the door, Murdock leapt out of the car.
"Hey. Are you okay?" The man asked before looking into the car only to back away. "Oh no." Murdock wasn't listening. He wanted to get away. He didn't want to be there. So he ran. He thought he heard the man shout something but he just kept running. Running. Running away from the screeching sounds of tires and his parents dead bodies.
BA POV
The poor fool. It wasn't right what the poor fool had seen. None of this was right. None of it at all. He placed a comforting hand on the crazy fools shoulder, as he watched Hannibal look on with concern written over his face.
"Let it out, Murdock." Hannibal said as the fool started to cry. He was silent in his crying. No one noticed. BA saw Face put that damned bear on Murdocks lap before going to sit back down.
When the fool had calmed down, Hannibal gave him a look that told him to start talking. BA knew better than to try and say no, so he started to talk.
Who were these sucka's? Bosco thought as he and his Mama walked away from the cemetery. His Dad had died, been murdered by some sucka. Bosco wasn't happy. Neither was his Mama. He wanted to make the sucka who killed his Dad pay, problem was he didn't know who this sucka was.
A tyraid of I'm sorrys followed as the two Baracus' made their way back to the small apartment they lived in.
"It'll be alright scooter." His mama told him as she went into the kitchen to make them tea. Bosco just shook his head. He was too angry to try and think anything as being alright. His Fathers old arm chair was in the corner of the room, with the paper sat on the desk next to it. Everything was ready for the man to come home. But he wouldn't. Never again would they see him. That just made Bosco even agrier.
His Mama collapsed next to her son on the sofa. Bosco frowned up at his Mama. His Dad's death had affected her. That much was obvious. But still she gave her the biggest smile she could make up.
"Do you want some cookies scooter. I'll go make you some." Bosco didn't really feel like eating but his Mama's cookies always made him feel better before. Maybe they would this time.
Just as Mama put the cookies in the oven, there was a knock on the door. It was police wanting to talk tot hem again. Bosco growled at them. He didn't get why they kept annoying his Mama. She told him to got to his room, but instead Bosco just sat on floor just out of sight.
"We think we may have found the man that killed you husband, Mrs Baracus. However, we believe he was gone to LA and there is no way of getting to him I'm afraid."
"I want that man found and arrested for my husbands murder. It ain't right him being on the streets while my husbands in the ground." Bosco could hear his Mama's voice breaking, which just made him a lot more angrier. "But I don't want my Scooter getting disrupted any more. So do what you can but stop coming here and doing justthat. Phone me if you have any more leads but if there isn't anything else don't bother." Mama told them. Bosco could tell that she was trying to protect him but he wanted to know more. He wanted this sucka to pay for hurting his Mama.
He walked into the room just as his Mama escorted to police out. "Put that picture in the bin, scooter." She told him as she went to get the cookies out of the oven.
On the paper was the picture of the man who had killed his Father. Growling, Bosco folded it up and placed it into his pocket. He wanted to know exactly who this sucka was so he could make 'im pay.
"I'm going to go get some sleep. Try not to eat all fo thiose cookies. Scooter."
"Goodnight Mama." Bosco told the lady as she went to her room. He was gonna make that sucka pay. He was gonna find him and make him pay.
So that night, Bosco Baracus wrote a note to his Mama telling him where he'd gone, grabbed clothes and the remaining cookies of his Mamas', emptied his piggy bank and went to do just that. He was gonna make that sucka pay for hurting his Mama.
Face POV
Face looked at the older boy with sympathy in his eyes. He liked the sound of the older boys Mama and kind of wished that his Mummy was like that.
"Your Mama will be missing you." Hannibal stated to the older boy. Face thought he could hear BA growl so asked Murdock to give BA Teddy. BA frowned at the bear but smiled at the little boy anyway.
"Your turn now Facey." Murdock told the youngest boy. Squirming in his seat, he looked at the three older boys with a frown. When he realised he was going to have to tell them he started to talk.
"C'mon, baby." A woman with blonde hair said as she grabbed a small boys little hand, dragging him along behind her.
"Where we going Mummy?" The little boy asked as he fell over himself trying to keep up with his Mummy's long strides.
"We have to leave, sweetie." That wasn't anything new. They were always moving from one place to another. It kind of made the 5 year old feel as though he was going on an adventure everytime he and his Mummy left homes.
She had left so frantically that they hadn't had time to get their stuff. His Mummy had simply walked into the room, grabbed the little boys arm and started to lead him outside. The little boy held his Teddy as he and his Mummy walked away. He wondered where they'd go now.
The little boy just hoped they'd end up somewhere that was nicer than this time. It had been dirty, worse than all of the other places they'd been in. There had been a leak that made loud noises throughout the night. The rat's scuttling across the floor in the middle of the night had made the little boy scared to fall asleep.
"Two, please." The woman told a bus driver as she and the little boy piled onto the bus. They must have looked a sight because the whole bus stared at them when they climbed on.
The kids Mummy's hands shook as she grabbed the roled up thingy out of her pocket and lit it. She gave her son a small smile as she took a deep breathe in. The more she smoked the less shaky she got, making the little boy more happ. He didn't like it when his Mummy shook.
When the bus stopped a little while later, the mother and son climbed out. They walked over to a nearby fountain. The little boy felt his Mummy lif him up and place him on the fountain. She looked at him with a sort of smile then shook her head and looked back towards the bus stop.
"I'll be back soon baby." The woman said as she kissed the little boys hair. A bus had just rolled up to to the bus stop and the woman looked around anxiously. "You stay here, sweetie and I'll be back soon. I promise."
"No." The little boy grabbed his Mummys hand as she started to move away from him.
"Stay here, baby. Please." Nodding, the little boy stood by the fountain and watched as his Mummy climbed onto the bus.
She would come back. She wouldn't just leave him here. The little boy felt tears run down his cheeks as he watched the bus drive away. Mummy would be back. She wouldn't lave him alone. She wouldn't.
General POV
The four boys sat in silence as they thought about what the others had said. BA had handed the bear back to a lonely looking Face. No one said anything as their food lay untouched and forgotten. The waiter who had served them kept giving them odd looks but chose to leave them alone.
Hannibal thought about what they had said and what he had said. He didn't know how to feel about his predicament but his wasn't nearly as bad as the crazy boy and little boys tales. BA's was also terrible and Hannibal couldn't help but feel sorry for the boy but at least he had a Mother to go home to. One that would miss him. That was something that Murdock and Face didn't have and something that Hannibal may have lost. The youngest boy may have it worse off, seeing as he was so young and didn't have any sort of family. Not that Hannibal couldn't help feeling glad the little boy wasn't with a drug addicted mother. At least that was how he saw it. Though Murdock defineley had it just as bad. He'd seen his parents die. That just wasn't right. No. Not at all right.
Talking about it had helped. The screeching of tires were cming back but they weren't so bad now. They'd died down but Murdock didn't think he'd ever get the thought of his dead parents out of his head. Looked like he and the mudcucker had something in common though, that was one good thing that had come out of this talk. Murdock felt really sorry for the youngest boy though. He'd been abandoned by the woman who was supposed to look after him. Hannibals' story was probably the least terrible, in Murdock opinion. He still had both his parents and if he turned up at their doorsteps he'd probably be allowed back home. He and Face didn't have that option and BA had lost his Dad.
BA felt anger. Rage and anger. How could people be so cruel. It just wasn't right. He was angry at the sucka who had killed his Mama, wtill wanted to make him pay. But now he wanted to make the guy that's been driving the car that killed the fools parents pay too. No wonder the fool was a cray fool if he'd seen that. BA wanted Face's Mother to pay to. Didn't sound like the kid had had any sort of childhood. That wasn't right. Being made to live places that sounded abandoned. No one like that was fit to be a Mother. Mothers were meant to be just like his Mama. That was what kids like Face needed. Not what he'd been given. Make Hannibal's parents pay too. Sure the older boy had wanted to leave but no one should get kicked out of their home. Especially not by their own parents. Make them all pay. That's what BA was going to do.
That's not fare. Face didn't see the fairness in any of what his friends had told him. They'd had worse luck than he had by the sounds of it. His Mummy had promised to come back but Hannibal's parents had made him leave. That wasn't fair. People had to have places to live. They had to have Mummy's and Daddy. It wasn't fair that Murdock lost his parents either. Everyone should have at least a Mummy and a Daddy. Even if they left they'd still come back, just like his Mummy. But Murdock's Mummy wouldn't come back for him. Even the 5 year old could understand the finality of death. Not fair. Face like the sound of BA's Mama. She sounded kind just like a Mummy was meant to be. Maybe better than his own Mummy. No. He didn't understand why BA had wanted to leave. But BA was always angry. It wasn't fair that he'd lost his Daddy. Of course the bigger boy would want to make them pay. Face understood that. But none of it was fair.