Hello my oh-so-adoring fans! I promised you that I would update this weekend, and I didn't feel like lying to you, so here it is, the long awaited Initiation. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Maximum Ride.
Claimer: The plot &OCs are mine.
Fang POV
Iggy and I were moved to the edge of the circle, straight across from Max, who had an impassive look on her face that did me proud. Gazzy, who was left in the middle of the crowd, glanced up at Max, and then at me nervously. I gave him a little nod of encouragement, and he turned his eyes onto the crowd of gang members, all shuffling their feet in excitement. I wondered how they could be so exited about the possibility of fighting someone, but then I realized this is what they do. This wasn't just another group of people assembled to watch a rare fight, this was a group of gangsters who lived, and died to beat their opponents and rivals, and to protect everything close to them. That's why the initiation was so important, they couldn't afford to have weaklings amongst them, and if they did they ran the possibility of losing everything that they fought so hard to keep. Their turf, reputation, pride, and even the people they cared about. One weak link could break the chain.
Returning my thoughts to the present, I saw that Gazzy was now walking around the circle, trying to find his opponent, doing his best to choose wisely. Finally, he stopped, and pointed at a small Asian man standing about three people away from me. The man looked small, at least a foot shorter than me, and skinny. He wore baggy jeans, and a short sleeve white shirt. Max nodded at him, "Lee" she said simply, not a hint of emotion on her face. She didn't seem to be worried for any of us.
Lee stepped forward, a grin on his face, as if he knew something that we didn't. As he walked up to Gazzy, who was about six inches taller than him, he grabbed to hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head to reveal an impressively muscled chest, and not only a six, but what looked to be and eight pack. His arms were corded with hard muscles, and when he got to Gazzy, he easily slid into what looked like a martial arts fighting stance.
"Begin." said Max.
Immediately, after Max was done speaking, Lee sprang forward, striking out in a flurry of blows that seemed almost to fast to see. Cheers erupted from the onlookers as Gazzy was pressed back, desperately trying to block Lee's strikes. From, a high kick, Lee fluidly moved into a punch, his fist connecting loudly with the Gasman's face. Gazzy stumbled backward from the force, but before he could fall, the people behind him pushed him up. He stumbled forward, trying to find his footing, and Lee took his chance, crouching down and sweeping his foot under Gazzy's. Gazzy landed hard on his back, the air leaving him with a whoosh. Lee held his hands above his head and went around the circle, getting cheers from his gang mates.
But what he didn't seem to know is that while he was celebrating, Gazzy was picking himself up. I didn't offer to help him, because I knew that the only reason Gazzy had gone down in the first place was because he had been taken by surprise, and now he was pissed.
Gazzy stood and watched Lee, until he was finally noticed. Lee walked up, "You still standin' huh?" he said with a cocky tone, "Well, I can fix that." He pulled his arm back, shooting it out to punch Gazzy again. There was a dull smack as Gazzy caught Lee's fist, holding his arm in place easily with one hand.
There was a cut above his right eyebrow, and blood falling from his lip, so Gazzy made quite formidable looking foe when he grinned a bit, and said, "My turn."
He twisted Lee's arm, bringing it behind his back and pulling upward a bit. Lee cried out, and whipped his head backward, connecting with Gazzy's mouth. Gazzy pushed Lee forward roughly, and as the shorter man reeled around, Gazzy lashed his fist forward, knocking out his opponent in one punch. Lee landed with a thump and a puff of dust on the dry ground. There was a stunned silence for just a second, and then the crowd rushed forward, congratulating the Gasman, and welcoming him to the Gang. Gazzy grinned with bloody teeth, and then turned his head to spit the metalicy liquid out of his mouth.
"Congratulations, Gasman, and welcome to the Dark Angels. After the other two fight, you will be sworn in officially. Now, we have a limited amount of daylight, so we must move on" said Max. She smiled at Gazzy and patted him on the shoulder. Gazzy came over to stand next to me and then turned to look at me. I looked back and gave him a proud smile.
"I'm proud of you," I said, and he absolutely beamed.
By now Max had returned to her place on the circle. Everyone quieted down and she said, "Iggy, your turn. Choose now.
Tuh Duh! Iggy's up next ya'll!
