I DO NOT OWN REIGN.

Chicago, Illinois.

"I'm King Puma." the main Latin King announced as all guns were still fixated on the friends of Francis and Mary. "King Blade told us that you pieces of shit might show up." Francis, Chris, Nathan, and Shawn were armed, but they would have been shot dead before they could have reached their weapons.

"Ok, you got what you wanted right?" Snow asked as she looked at the Latin Kings that had invaded her home. "You'll leave me and my family alone right."

"Maybe, maybe not." King Puma joked as he paced the room.

"What is that supposed to mean?" she asked fearfully.

"It means that we're Latin Kings bitch," he explained. "We take what we want, when we want." Snow's face fell as she realized that she had betrayed innocent people for nothing. She was resolved to atone for her betrayal. While King Puma was taunting Chris, she reached for a glass jar that she used for rituals and with all of her strength, she brought it down on his head.

"Ahh!" He cried out in pain as the Latin King went down. Unfortunately, another turned on Snow and unloaded a few rounds into her.

"SNOW!" Nathan screamed as she fell back into a coffee table. The guys took advantage of the opportunity the goth girl had given them, pulled out their own pistols and began to shoot. Francis also took out his sword and cut a couple of Latin Kings down. As the Kings fell, Chris went over to King Puma and held him at gunpoint.

"This changes nothing Pendejo." He said as he chuckled with blood in his throat. "No one escapes the nation. We will kill you. King Blade knows you're here and he wants to kill you personally." Chris said nothing as he fired a final shot and killed King Puma. Meanwhile, Nathan was holding a dying Snow in his arms.

"Nathan...I'm sorry that I cheated on you." She whispered. "It was a bad thing that I did to you."

"I've done bad things too." Nathan assured his ex girlfriend as she took her last breath.

"Come on guys, we have to get out of here before King Blade comes." Chris demanded as everyone prepared to leave. Everyone except Nathan.

"Nathan, come on bro." Shawn said as Nathan shook his head.

"I'm tired of running from those assholes." He said angrily. "It's time to stand up."

"Are you insane, we don't have the ammo to go up against them!" Chris exclaimed.

"I don't care."

"Nathan please." Mary said as her eyes plead with him.

"You guys go," he insisted. "I can buy you some time."

"Nathan..." Chris started to say.

"This is not up for debate, now go!" Nathan yelled as Chris and Shawn both hugged him one last time.

"You'll not be forgotten." Francis vowed as Nathan nodded. The four got into the El Camino and sped off while Nathan rummaged through Snow's kitchen until he found a bottle of vodka. He sat down with a pistol in one hand and the vodka in the other.

"Come what May fucking come." He said quietly as he drank.

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