Thank you NewsiesSpot88, Lilnewsie77, spotlover, Smiley94, AdrenalineRush (I just kind of felt like it haha), NewsiesRacetrack88, and Fox Da Newsie for reviewing!

AN: I can't believe this is it! Thank you so much everyone for reading all this to the end, I really hope you like it!

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Normal POV

Spot and Sneaks were running in opposite directions. Sneaks reached the lodging house and ran upstairs to wake everyone up. After everyone stirred they noticed the panic on Sneaks face, they all wanted to know what was wrong, but Sneaks could not spit it out. He broke down and cried; he hated crying and had held it in until now. Crow got up from his bunk and walked to Sneaks.

"What happened? Where's Spot?"

Sneaks shook his head, took a breath, and dried his tears, "It's not Spot…it's…Sour, Grim..." Sneaks could not finish the sentence but the boys new exactly what happened, they started getting ready and grabbing weapons. "Spot's half way dere, we'se gotta hurry."

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Spot ran as fast as he could, he had stopped crying but could not stop thinking about Sour. His anger took over him and he ran faster, he was going to find Grim, and he was going to get revenge. Spot stopped in front of the Queens lodging house and stared at the door. Out of breath Spot started to shake, but it was not because of the now falling snow. He knew what he was about to start and he did not want to do it. If he walked through that door he would be starting a war, a war that would mean the end of Spot Conlon. He took a deep breath, entered the lodging house, and went into the bunk room. He found Pinky the co-leader's bunk and stood over it. Looking around Spot decided not to waste anytime he grabbed the sleeping boy and threw him on the ground.

"What the…?"

Spot started punching the boy which woke up the rest of the boys. They jumped up and stared at Spot trying to figure out what was going on. Spot glared around at all the boys, they started coming at him but Spot grabbed Pinky and started choking him with his cane.

"Where's Grim?" The boys looked around at each other then at Pinky, Spot choked harder and Pinky tried to speak.

"H-he's…" He could not get the words out.

"Where?" Spot let go of Pinky's neck and turned him around. He held him up by the collar.

"He's with da O'Malley's over on 31st street."

Spot got up and left the lodging house. The Queens boys did not go after him. Spot ran again, towards 31st street. About ten minutes later Sneaks and the rest of the Brooklyn newsies arrived at the Queens lodging house. Pinky and the rest of the boys were sitting in the bunk room washing the blood off Pinky's face. Sneaks and all the boys stood there and stared.

"Where is he?"

"Went after Grim…no use an' tryin' to stop it, by da time ya get dere whatever he's plannin' will be done. I wanna know though…why in da middle of da night did he suddenly burst with rage about Grim?"

"Don't act like ya don't know."

"I'se don't…but I know for Spot to act like dis…it's gotta be bad."

"Grim killed Sour."

Pinky snickered a little, "Figures…So Spot kills Grim an' we'se go to war, dat's how it usually woirks. Personally dats somethin' I know we'se both don't want. Now we'se all know how Grim is…he's a sly little fox, but he's annoying as hell. So I'se say dis kills two boirds with one stone. Sours dead, an' pretty soon Grim will be too. I'se say dats an even trade. So now we'se leave each other alone until someone gets power hungry again."

Sneaks always hated Pinky, but he respected him, he was a good leader and knew what was best for his boys. "Fine." No one wanted war and the O'Malley's would not get involved in whatever Spot did, they would not care about the new guy getting killed over a revenge spree. It's how things worked, an eye for an eye. "Where's Spot headed?"

"31st street."

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Spot stood outside the O'Malley warehouse. The sun was just coming up so he knew they would be awake soon. He waited outside for Grim to come out. It did not take long, soon enough Grim walked out of the building alone. Spot grabbed Grim and threw him into the alley next to the warehouse and started hitting.

Grim pushed Spot away and they stared at each other, "So dis is finally it Conlon, I would of figured ya wouldn't have checked on poor little Sour for a while. Long enough for me get some reinforcements, but oh well I can take ya on right now."

Spot glared at Grim, "So ya kill Sour den ya try an' protect ya'rself with a gang. Da same gang dat helped ya do it. Do ya think I'm stupid or somethin' like I'se wouldn't figure it out, makin' it look like an accident, ya stupid pig ya couldn't even do it ya'rself, ya weak little bastard!" Spot lunged at Grim and Grim blocked him, Grim laughed but Spot got a hit with his cane. That was all he needed after that, he just kept on hitting and hitting. Grim didn't even have a chance to hit Spot back. Grim was on the ground cowering, and Spot was out of breath he jumped on Grim and started choking him. "Ya wanna know how he felt Grim huh?! You killed 'em an' now it's ya'r turn…" Grim tried to fight back but it was no use, Spot did not let go. Finally all the breath left Grim, Spot let go and looked at his bloody hands, then back at a dead Grim, then started running.

Sneaks and the rest of the Brooklyn boys purposely got there too late. It was done, Spot was gone, and Grim was dead. Sneaks shook his head and started heading back to the lodging house, he knew Spot would be there. They all walked in the lodging house without saying a word. Spot had killed someone; none of them knew what would happen now. Sneaks went upstairs and on the roof. Spot was sitting against the ledge starring off into space. Sneaks came and sat down next to Spot.

"Now what?"

Spot did not look at Sneaks, he just stood up and stared at Brooklyn. "It's over…"

"Dere ain't gonna be a war, I'se talked to Pinky…"

"No…it's over for me…da bulls will be lookin' soon, I'se too old for all dis anyway. Ya've hoird about what da old guys are thinkin' home delivery an' all dat…we'll all be out of a job soon…"

"Where will ya go?"

Spot sighed and looked at his city, "Not far, I'll be back someday…"

Sneaks nodded, "Ya know…it'll all get better for us someday…for you…ya'll get through it, ya always do."

Spot smirked a bit, "Yeah seems like it…I'll see ya 'round Sneaks…take care of dem, I'se know it may all be over soon, but it ain't yet."

"Ya'r not gonna say goodbye?"

"Nah…I've never been good at dat, always better to just run away from everythin'."

"Well Spot, Brooklyn's never had a better leader…it never will. Don't take to long out dere, da bulls 'ill giver up after a while." Sneaks spit in his hand and held it out. "What'd ya want me to tell everyone?"

Spot spit and shook Sneaks' hand, "Jus' tell dem…tell dem Spot Conlon is…gone for good."

Sneaks nodded, Spot had already grabbed his stuff and was climbing down the fire escape. Then that was it, Sneaks told the Brooklyn boys that Spot was gone, and soon enough all of New York knew. Every borough wondered why Spot left, some thought he was dead, other's thought he just left. No borough wars broke out because of it, Queens decided to leave everyone alone, eventually what Spot said came true, home delivery became more and more popular and all the newsies were out of a job. They went on to work in factories and some got jobs delivering papers. Sneaks took Sour's job at the factory, the bulls had suspicions of Spot but they never did anything about it. Sneaks saw Spot one time after that, many years later, he decided one day to relive memories and go visit the old lodging house. He climbed up to the roof and sure enough he found Spot Conlon looking at his city. He looked a lot better off than what he was. He had some money now and a nice job, he and Sneaks talked for hours catching up on what they had missed the passed years. Spot finally told Sneaks his whole story something he has only told Sour in its entirety, something now Sneaks was a part of. And that was that, after that day Spot and Sneaks never saw each other again. Legends were always told about Spot, and now Sneaks finally knew the real from the fake, he never corrected them, he just listened and knew how much Spot's ego would have been boosted if he could hear some of the stuff people came up with.

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AN: Wow okay there it is!! I really really hope all of you liked it…I hate endings! So this story is done and I'm going to right a one shot about Racetrack next…then I'm going to take a small break and write some stories for other stuff (Big Wolf on Campus and Flight 29 Down)(I think)…or at least start them…then because of request by spotlover I am going to write a whole life story for Racetrack just like the Spot one. So thank you all so so so much for reading all this!! I really hope you all like it! Thanks again!! Talk to you guys soon!