Notes: Ok, I finally updated again! I have some free time after I get home every day, but I usually just want to relax. Just keep in mind that while I'm writing this, I'm tired right now. The song I'm in, "Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile', we rehearsed for around 3 hours today. Too...much...smiling!!! I hate smiling. And the fact that the people from the tour were over today and they changed the choreography a bit doesn't help. We had to learn some new movements. And I do play an orphan...and I'm wearing pink!!! I hate that color! And I'm wearing a dress. When will the torture end? I'm performing next week on Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday.
Oh, and the Brooklyn Bridge represents Weathertop for those of you who want to know. I'm taking a little break from those in the lodging house. I think right now, I want to focus on the main characters. I'm so sorry, but I will bring it back sometime later. There's going to be action in this chapter and probably in the next couple actually. Ok, I'll stop torturing you guys and get on with the story.
The characters might seem a little OOC, but it's to be expected I think. The mood of the characters in LOTR changed drastically throughout the movie. They got more serious as the movie continued on. And keep in mind that I didn't get a lot of info on a few of the characters.
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Chapter 11
Jack's expression never changed the entire time the group walked. He stared straight ahead, his gaze not once wavering from the air in front of him, and eventually where they were going to stop.
"Are we there yet," Race asked, trudging just behind Jack. Gazing around him, Race knew that he just asked the question everyone was wondering. Poker turned her head to look at him, for once a grateful expression on her face.
"We'll get there soon enough," Jack answered, not bothering to look back at him. A collective groan went through the group.
"At least we're still alive," Skittery commented, trying to be optimist for once, but it didn't quite reach his voice. It sounded as pessimistic as always.
"You're not helping," Hound Dog spoke up, "Sure, we're alive, but I don't know for how long."
"Now look who's being pessimistic," Skittery remarked sarcastically. He was surprised when Hound Dog laughed a bit at this. It seemed to lighten the mood a little.
"We'll make it," Mush told everyone, a slight sound of hope in his voice. He was beginning to act a little more like his old self, but something was still different about him, "We made it through the strike and we can make it through this."
"He's right," Blink agreed, "We can do it." He readjusted his patch slightly, wiping sweat from his forehead. Although it had cooled a bit, the humid air made it feel just as hot as before.
"There it is," Jack said suddenly. Everyone looked to where he was pointing. The Brooklyn Bridge showed in the distance.
"Wow," Race breathed, as though he had never noticed the structure before in his life. This time, Jack did turn to face them.
"That's where we'll stop for tonight," Jack told them, "We'll continue in the morning when it's darker. We don't want to be seen crossing it in daylight." The others could only nod in response. They couldn't wait to reach it. Jack turned back around and resumed leading them.
The sky darkened as they walked on, but there was still enough light to see in front of them. The sunset, although far away, seemed to bring even more hope to the friends.
"One, two, three, four," Race counted off, matching the numbers with his steps. Poker looked at him.
"What are you doing," she asked, staring at him as if he had gone crazy.
"I'm counting how many steps it takes until we reach the bridge," he answered, "That will be my lucky number from now on."
"I think you've been in the heat too long," she muttered, but was glad that he had stopped freaking out and mentioning all the possible ways that they could die. That was usually more like Skittery's job. It figured that Skittery would be the calm one in a situation like this.
Finally, they came upon a street that led directly up to the bridge. Their footsteps quickened when they noticed this, like they couldn't stop until they reached it.
"Careful," Jack told them, holding out a hand to keep them all back. After looking around and noticing nothing suspicious, he allowed them to proceed on. He led them down to below the bridge. Anywhere else would have drawn too much attention, "I'll be back. I'm just going to check around a bit." Jack waited until everyone nodded their approval before climbing back up.
Suddenly, a group of about ten people stepped out from beneath the bridge. The one in front had a sly look on his face as he gazed at them.
Instinctively, everyone crowded in front of Mush. For some reason, they had the feeling that whoever these people were, they weren't there to lead them safely to Brooklyn. Most likely, they were after the penny.
The first guy simply snapped his fingers and the people behind him ran forward. They pulled Race and Poker out of the way, the two fighting the entire time. It took a while longer to get Skittery out of the way. He was pulled away soon after Hound Dog. Soon it was just Blink and Mush, Blink standing protectively in front of his best friend.
He watched as the others began to struggle against the grips the gang had on them, knowing that the two needed their help. It was hopeless however, because their struggles only made them hold on tighter.
Blink watched closely as the guy stepped up to them. The guy threw a right punch. Blink ducked to avoid the blow, only to find another fist headed for his good eye. He was sent stumbling background, landing on the hard ground, his vision getting blurry from the blow.
Mush immediately put up his hands for a fight. Blink tried to rise, but found a pair of arms holding him back. He groaned from his headache and the fact that he couldn't get to his friend when he really needed him. Still, he continued to fight against the grip.
Everyone watched in panic as punches and kicks were delivered straight at Mush, who defended himself as well as he could. He got a few good hits in, but was no match when two more gang members joined in.
Before it was over, it was evident that Mush wasn't going to be in good shape after it was over. He already had a black eye and was visibly wincing with every step he took. A few more hits and he was down, a bruise starting to form on his temple from the blow.
Jack suddenly appeared before them and immediately started to pry the guys off. Seeing this, the other gang members loosened their grip, giving Mush's friends a chance to get away. They pulled themselves out of their captor's grips, who by then, were beginning to flee.
Jack got in a good punch before the leader finally ran off. Jack chased after him for a few seconds, but stopped. He knew there were more important things to deal with now.
"Will he be okay," Hound Dog asked, concern showing through. Poker found that she couldn't speak and Race walked over to her, attempting to comfort her, though he was just as worried. He placed an arm around her shoulders, drawing her close to him.
"We need to get to Brooklyn," Jack replied, "It's not safe right now. We'll leave soon."
"But it's right there," Blink said, pointing off to it.
"I'm not taking any risks," Jack told him, "Not now." With that, he began to study the area around them waiting for the perfect time to move.
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Notes: Yes, I know another note. I changed it a bit. I thought it would be a little too weird to have the nine be the newspaper managers. How would it look to have a bunch of old guys beating up kids? I thought this was more natural. And I made it ten, because one couldn't really hold each of them back. I really hated to beat Mush up, but it was needed for the story. Please forgive me Mush!!! But he did put up a fight! Yeah!
Shout-Outs:
NadaZimri – Hope you liked the chapter. It was longer than usual. Yeah!!!
Wisecracker88 – You're welcome. I like reading your stories. Hope you liked the update.
Lulu belle – I'm the oldest person in the entire group. The oldest you can be is 17 and I am. Although, people are always asking me if I'm about to be a senior like they can't believe it. I told them a few days ago that I'm 17 and they were amazed. I would have more fun if everyone there wasn't so hyper. I'm hoping this story will get better as I write more. And I know I should have responded earlier, but about what you said about getting asked out...I was so excited for you when I read that. I realized that since I got a boyfriend, I feel happier when other people get one or get asked out.
Splashey – Well, Annie is actually on tour. The main characters have been performing for about a month now I heard. Hope you liked the chapter. ope
Oh, and the Brooklyn Bridge represents Weathertop for those of you who want to know. I'm taking a little break from those in the lodging house. I think right now, I want to focus on the main characters. I'm so sorry, but I will bring it back sometime later. There's going to be action in this chapter and probably in the next couple actually. Ok, I'll stop torturing you guys and get on with the story.
The characters might seem a little OOC, but it's to be expected I think. The mood of the characters in LOTR changed drastically throughout the movie. They got more serious as the movie continued on. And keep in mind that I didn't get a lot of info on a few of the characters.
XXX
Chapter 11
Jack's expression never changed the entire time the group walked. He stared straight ahead, his gaze not once wavering from the air in front of him, and eventually where they were going to stop.
"Are we there yet," Race asked, trudging just behind Jack. Gazing around him, Race knew that he just asked the question everyone was wondering. Poker turned her head to look at him, for once a grateful expression on her face.
"We'll get there soon enough," Jack answered, not bothering to look back at him. A collective groan went through the group.
"At least we're still alive," Skittery commented, trying to be optimist for once, but it didn't quite reach his voice. It sounded as pessimistic as always.
"You're not helping," Hound Dog spoke up, "Sure, we're alive, but I don't know for how long."
"Now look who's being pessimistic," Skittery remarked sarcastically. He was surprised when Hound Dog laughed a bit at this. It seemed to lighten the mood a little.
"We'll make it," Mush told everyone, a slight sound of hope in his voice. He was beginning to act a little more like his old self, but something was still different about him, "We made it through the strike and we can make it through this."
"He's right," Blink agreed, "We can do it." He readjusted his patch slightly, wiping sweat from his forehead. Although it had cooled a bit, the humid air made it feel just as hot as before.
"There it is," Jack said suddenly. Everyone looked to where he was pointing. The Brooklyn Bridge showed in the distance.
"Wow," Race breathed, as though he had never noticed the structure before in his life. This time, Jack did turn to face them.
"That's where we'll stop for tonight," Jack told them, "We'll continue in the morning when it's darker. We don't want to be seen crossing it in daylight." The others could only nod in response. They couldn't wait to reach it. Jack turned back around and resumed leading them.
The sky darkened as they walked on, but there was still enough light to see in front of them. The sunset, although far away, seemed to bring even more hope to the friends.
"One, two, three, four," Race counted off, matching the numbers with his steps. Poker looked at him.
"What are you doing," she asked, staring at him as if he had gone crazy.
"I'm counting how many steps it takes until we reach the bridge," he answered, "That will be my lucky number from now on."
"I think you've been in the heat too long," she muttered, but was glad that he had stopped freaking out and mentioning all the possible ways that they could die. That was usually more like Skittery's job. It figured that Skittery would be the calm one in a situation like this.
Finally, they came upon a street that led directly up to the bridge. Their footsteps quickened when they noticed this, like they couldn't stop until they reached it.
"Careful," Jack told them, holding out a hand to keep them all back. After looking around and noticing nothing suspicious, he allowed them to proceed on. He led them down to below the bridge. Anywhere else would have drawn too much attention, "I'll be back. I'm just going to check around a bit." Jack waited until everyone nodded their approval before climbing back up.
Suddenly, a group of about ten people stepped out from beneath the bridge. The one in front had a sly look on his face as he gazed at them.
Instinctively, everyone crowded in front of Mush. For some reason, they had the feeling that whoever these people were, they weren't there to lead them safely to Brooklyn. Most likely, they were after the penny.
The first guy simply snapped his fingers and the people behind him ran forward. They pulled Race and Poker out of the way, the two fighting the entire time. It took a while longer to get Skittery out of the way. He was pulled away soon after Hound Dog. Soon it was just Blink and Mush, Blink standing protectively in front of his best friend.
He watched as the others began to struggle against the grips the gang had on them, knowing that the two needed their help. It was hopeless however, because their struggles only made them hold on tighter.
Blink watched closely as the guy stepped up to them. The guy threw a right punch. Blink ducked to avoid the blow, only to find another fist headed for his good eye. He was sent stumbling background, landing on the hard ground, his vision getting blurry from the blow.
Mush immediately put up his hands for a fight. Blink tried to rise, but found a pair of arms holding him back. He groaned from his headache and the fact that he couldn't get to his friend when he really needed him. Still, he continued to fight against the grip.
Everyone watched in panic as punches and kicks were delivered straight at Mush, who defended himself as well as he could. He got a few good hits in, but was no match when two more gang members joined in.
Before it was over, it was evident that Mush wasn't going to be in good shape after it was over. He already had a black eye and was visibly wincing with every step he took. A few more hits and he was down, a bruise starting to form on his temple from the blow.
Jack suddenly appeared before them and immediately started to pry the guys off. Seeing this, the other gang members loosened their grip, giving Mush's friends a chance to get away. They pulled themselves out of their captor's grips, who by then, were beginning to flee.
Jack got in a good punch before the leader finally ran off. Jack chased after him for a few seconds, but stopped. He knew there were more important things to deal with now.
"Will he be okay," Hound Dog asked, concern showing through. Poker found that she couldn't speak and Race walked over to her, attempting to comfort her, though he was just as worried. He placed an arm around her shoulders, drawing her close to him.
"We need to get to Brooklyn," Jack replied, "It's not safe right now. We'll leave soon."
"But it's right there," Blink said, pointing off to it.
"I'm not taking any risks," Jack told him, "Not now." With that, he began to study the area around them waiting for the perfect time to move.
XXX
Notes: Yes, I know another note. I changed it a bit. I thought it would be a little too weird to have the nine be the newspaper managers. How would it look to have a bunch of old guys beating up kids? I thought this was more natural. And I made it ten, because one couldn't really hold each of them back. I really hated to beat Mush up, but it was needed for the story. Please forgive me Mush!!! But he did put up a fight! Yeah!
Shout-Outs:
NadaZimri – Hope you liked the chapter. It was longer than usual. Yeah!!!
Wisecracker88 – You're welcome. I like reading your stories. Hope you liked the update.
Lulu belle – I'm the oldest person in the entire group. The oldest you can be is 17 and I am. Although, people are always asking me if I'm about to be a senior like they can't believe it. I told them a few days ago that I'm 17 and they were amazed. I would have more fun if everyone there wasn't so hyper. I'm hoping this story will get better as I write more. And I know I should have responded earlier, but about what you said about getting asked out...I was so excited for you when I read that. I realized that since I got a boyfriend, I feel happier when other people get one or get asked out.
Splashey – Well, Annie is actually on tour. The main characters have been performing for about a month now I heard. Hope you liked the chapter. ope