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Chapter 10- The Fight for their Lives

Jackie was sitting at the table in the Forman's kitchen with a magazine in hand. She was slightly mopy because she didn't get picked to be with Eric and Frankie for the hang out. It seemed like the world was against her and Eric. His feelings for Donna, his disgust for her and the fact that she was too scared to make a move to him. Although that corresponded with number two, his disgust made it hard to make a move in the first place.

Throwing the magazine away in boredom and frustration, she watched Fez waltzed in with Kelso, both wearing their stupid grins on their faces.

"What's wrong with you two idiots," she asked, watching her friends take a lean against the wall.

"We were walking by and saw boobies through the window of the neighbor!" Fez explained, his voice filled with excitement. Almost like that of a little kid on Christmas morning after seeing all the presents lying in front of the tree.

Kelso nodded enthusiastically "Yeah and it was awesome…until she saw us and covered her windows. So not cool," he pouted, crossing his arms against his chest.

Jackie shook her head at the two of them. They really were idiots, but mostly perverts. Actually, Fez was the bigger pervert and Kelso was the bigger idiot.

"That's because you two dill holes shouldn't be spying on me," Donna exclaimed angrily, stomping into the kitchen from the entrance from the garage. She moved to Fez and Kelso and slugged the two in the arm, causing the two to yell in pain.

"OW DONNA!" Kelso yelled dramatically, holding on to his arm tightly. Afraid if he let go, it'll fall off.

"AYE DONNA THAT HURT!" Fez whined, rubbing his arm slowly.

"You're lucky I don't kick your asses," she glared, making the 'Dynamic Duo' shut up and look away from her wrath. Donna noticed that it was sorta empty in here "Where are the rest of the guys?" she asked Jackie, the tiny brunette leaning back into her chair.

"Hub, something about work, fries and hang out." She shrugged, Donna nodding at her answer. "They could've at least told us when they be back. That was two hours ago," she pointed out, the remaining three raising an eyebrow.

"Hyde would've gotten bored by now, maybe something's up," Donna assumed.

Jackie shook her head furiously "Don't jinx it Donna, just shut up about it and nothing bad will happen."

"Damn Jackie, what's got you all upset for?" Kelso asked, having finally released his arm and was now back leaning against the wall.

Fez raised his hand "OH, I know this one," he said. He gave Jackie a devious grin and pointed at her "You like Frankie,"

"NO I DON'T!" she yelled, standing up from her chair at light speed. She caused Kelso to jump from how fast she did.

"Yes you do,"

"No I don't,"

"Oh yes you do,"

"Oh no I do not,"

"Oh yes you…"

"SHUT UP!" Donna yelled, moving her arm down like if she was cutting the air and faced the arguing pair. "Fez, you don't need to provoke Jackie…" she smirked at her "Because it's obvious enough!"

"BURN!" Kelso called, jerking a finger to the brunette.

Said brunette glared at him "I don't like him god damn it,"

"You're always staring at him whenever you get the chance and let loose a dreamy sigh when he speaks," Fez pointed out.

"Not to him you idiot, to…" she clamped her hand over her mouth. She cursed herself over and over as her friends gave her a funny look.

"'To' who? Come on tell us," Fez egged on, bouncing in excitement. Maybe it was him; he was always by Frankie when he talked.

"Either Hyde or Eric. Can't be Eric so it has to be Orphan Boy," Laurie said, appearing from the sliding kitchen door, catching the gang by surprise.

"Where the hell did you come from?" Jackie asked, trying to catch her breath after she felt her heart jump up in to her throat and skydived back down.

"My parents did 'bang bang' and my mom got pregnant with me," she said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

Donna heard Laurie's answer and looked to Jackie "Do you like Hyde?"

"Ewww, no I don't." Jackie insisted, holding her hands up with a disgusted look on her face.

"Then who do you like?"

"None of your business damn!" she muttered, Donna looking a little hurt before shrugging it off.

Laurie smirked at Jackie "What's got midget's panties in a bunch," she asked, taking a seat beside Jackie.

Jackie glared at her "Like I just said 'None of your business' whore. Now why don't you go up and think of plans to seduce Frankie that are doomed to fail." She spat, the blonde shrugging at her.

"I kinda promised him I would take it easy for a few days. Have him relax a little after what happened and then I'll move in." She smirked "So HA,"

Jackie raised an eyebrow "Wow, you actually made a promise to him. Damn, Laurie is cracking underneath the power of the abused. Finally found your weakness," she smirked, Laurie glaring at her.

"Shut up midget, at least I can get men in bed."

"I'm not a slut like you bitch."

"ALRIGHT, CAT FIGHT!" Kelso exclaimed, moving off to the sidelines. He missed their first one because of Eric. But, since he's not here the fighting can commence.

"There better be no fight happening in my kitchen," Red warned as he stepped into the kitchen, Kelso's happy mood dropping instantly, along with Fez's.

"Damn it." Kelso muttered.

Laurie gave her dad an innocent look "We're not fighting daddy, just disagreeing on something in a civilized matter," she lied.

"Gag me with a spoon," Jackie muttered, Donna nodding at her words.

Red looked around and saw Frankie along with two dumbasses was missing. He looked to the rest of the gang "Where the hell are my son, Steven and Frankie?" he asked. "Eric was suppose to mow the lawn an hour ago, tell me now before I stick my foot in your ass." He threatened, Kelso and Fez holding on to each other.

Jackie opened her mouth to say something when Kitty cam running in "There's a gun fight going on at The Hub!"

Frankie, Eric and Hyde:

Frankie lowered the gun, eyeing the bullet holes that now were in his brother's and friend's faces. He didn't want to do it but knew that he didn't have a choice; they tried to kill him first. He looked to the shocked Hyde and Eric, both of them flabbergasted at what just went down.

"Holy crap," Hyde whispered, looking to the corpses of the two who tried to kill Frankie. He didn't expect all this shit to happen, maybe a fist fight, but defiantly not murder.

"You shot them," Eric squeaked, almost vomiting at the sight of the dead corpses. He leaned his hands on his knees to give himself support.

"I'll explain when we get back," Frankie said, walking over to the bodies. He digged through the pockets and found a spare 9mm pistol along with six python bullets and a handgun clip of fifteen rounds. "Don't wanna explain this more than once."

"But the bodies," Eric reminded, pointing to the corpses that were no doubt gonna be haunting his dreams the next few weeks, possibly years.

"Leave them and casually walk out Forman." Hyde said, regaining his cool and zen after what just happened.

"As long as we don't go to jail, it's fine with me." He said, following Hyde to the door.

Squealing tires could be heard outside "Car, car. Get down, get down." Frankie instructed, the three boys ducking behind the windows.

"Where are Mike and Isaiah?" a voice asked.

"They said they were gonna go to a store around here. Maybe its one of these," another said.

Frankie eyed Hyde and Eric, who eyed him back. Frankie sighed and quickly moved to them "Shut up and don't move. If we're quiet, they won't hear us." He said, moving back to his spot.

"Anyone check this store yet?" the voice asked, Frankie praying it wasn't this one.

"Morons, we're looking for Mike and Isaiah and no one checks the damn fast food store," they asked.

Eric saw the door start to open and out of reflex jumped in front of it, blocking them from entering.

"Open the door,"

"I can't, something's blocking it." The voices said, Hyde glaring at Eric.

Frankie sighed, seeing no way to get out of this "Mike, Isaiah, get away from the door and let us in," the voices said, stopping him from opening his mouth.

"Idiots, stop munching on your food for five seconds to give us an answer,"

Eric was breathing in and out deeply 'Go away, please.' He begged silently.

Hyde leaned further in the wall 'Damn it,'

Frankie gritted his teeth "They drew on us!" he yelled, Hyde and Eric looking at him with a 'WTF you doing' type of look.

"We're sorry; they can be real idiots at times. If you don't tell the cops, we won't come after you guys."

"Tell them to talk to us,"

"They can't." Frankie said, looking to the bodies and took a shaky breath.

"Why?"

Frankie tightened the hold he had on his gun and let a tear loose "I killed them," he said. He didn't hear the voices talk but knew exactly what was coming next. "I didn't have a choice; they drew on me and tried to kill me first. It was out of reflex and I'm sorry. It was the wrong place, at the wrong…"

BANG!

He ducked as a shotgun shell broke the glass that was above him. He quickly got on one knee and shot a bullet at them, the loud sounds startling some people across the street.

"GET OUT OF HERE!" he yelled to Hyde and Eric, who ran to the back of the store to hide behind a table. Frankie eyed the spare gun and slid it over to Hyde, who grabbed it and held it in his hand.

Eric started to run, ducking as the bullets flew over him and shattering glass. He jumped over the counter and kept his head down, trying to find a way out.

Hyde kicked the table down and shot out two rounds toward their attackers, who were hiding behind their car.

"THIS IS NOT GONNA END WELL FOR ANY OF US!" Frankie yelled, shutting the gauge for his gun after reloading.

"Should've thought of that first…Frankie."

"GO TO HELL JOHNNY!" he yelled, firing two bullets at them, one hitting Johnny's hand and the shotgun in it. The shock of the bullet actually hitting him caused him to throw his shotgun over the broken glass into the store.

Reaching over with his foot, Frankie pulled the large gun toward him and looked to behind the counter. "ERIC!" he yelled, throwing the large gun over to him. Eric grabbed it and held on tight, his breathing getting shakier by the minute.

"No doubt the cops are coming now," Hyde said.

"We could use this as an excuse for killing Mike and Isaiah." Frankie said, rolling over to the other wall, barely avoiding the bullets that broke through the main door.

Eric stayed behind the counter and eyed the shotgun in his possession. He knew how to shoot, his dad was Red Forman for god's sake, but to actually kill a living person was out of his mindset.

He saw one of the guys trying to run in as he peeked his head up for a quick look. Gulping, he aimed and pulled the trigger, missing by a hair as the remaining guy jumped.

"Nice jump Cody," Frankie spat sarcastically.

"Fuck you Frankie," he spat back.

"You assholes saw my dad do it to me. So…FUCK MY PYTHON YOU BASTARDS!" he yelled, firing the four bullets left in the gun at him, three missing and one connecting with his chest.

"You guys can EAT LEAD!" Hyde yelled, firing seven rounds, all missing but that was because Johnny pulled Cody back.

Eric hopped back over the counter and kicked another table down, shielding himself from the incoming fire.

"Taste the shell of my shotgun," he yelled as well, firing three of his shells, four remaining.

"Don't make taunts Forman," Hyde begged, Eric pouting but nodding.

Frankie was down to three bullets, Hyde to eight and Eric to four. Odds were not looking good for them. Sucking in a deep breath, they stuck their heads out to see Johnny and Cody driving off, cops sirens blazing in the distance.

"WE GOTTA RUN, NOW!" Eric exclaimed, the three boys running out and away. They piled into the Vista Cruiser and piled out, the cops arriving a minute after they left.

Only it wasn't a cop, but a man in a dark coat with dark sunglasses and dark features.

He walked in to see Mike and Isaiah dead and growled, not in anger or sadness but annoyance.

"They failed and now Frankie has a gun. I should've picked the girls first. Actually…the brunette and blonde are my next targets."

Forman House:

"Gun fight, what do you mean," Jackie asked. There couldn't be a gun fight. Hyde, Frankie and Eric were there.

"Bob was over there and saw two boys shooting inside the store. He heard Eric's voice," Kitty cried, holding on to Red for support.

Laurie had a genuinely surprised look on her face "Hottie, Orphan Boy and Dr. Pee Pee are in a gun fight?"

Kelso and Fez were shaking "We can't lose our friends, we just can't." Kelso muttered.

"Oh great Candy God, I swear to always share my candy if you bring my friends back to me safe and sound." Fez 'prayed'.

"I can't lose Eric," Donna said.

"I can't lose my friends. Especially Frankie and Eric," Jackie mumbled, although she was unheard. (1)

Red glared at the wall "I'm getting my hunting rifle and I'm going hunting for my son, alive." He added with emphasis and made a move to go get it when they heard a car pull up.

All heads turned to see Eric, Hyde and Frankie walk in, all carrying guns.

"You guys go out for two hours and bring back guns!" Red asked, his previous emotion gone and replaced with a snap of a finger.

Eric was bloody on the arm but wasn't too bad. Hyde's shades were shattered and needed to be replaced and Frankie was grazed on the arm, probably from when he threw Eric the shotgun and heard Cody shoot at him.

"MY BABY BOYS!" Kitty exclaimed, crushing the three boys into a group hug. All winced but she didn't ease up.

"OH MY GOD!" Donna, Kelso, Laurie and Jackie said in unison.

"I lied Candy God." Fez said.

Eric set the shotgun down and collapsed into the chair by the door "What an interesting day," he mumbled with his eyes closed, more to himself than anybody else. He felt a pair of arms around him and sighed "Donna, that hurts." He complained. He opened them and saw that it wasn't Donna.

But Jackie,

"Don't you dare scare me like that again!" she cried, tightening her hold on his skinny frame.

Frankie clicked the safety on his gun and sighed "I need to explain everything…now!"

End of Chapter 10 of Guardian

Tense stuff here.

Next Chapter is gonna have to make this M rated.

(1) HOW DOES NO ONE HEAR HER

Next Time: Frankie's Past, the Story of Abuse