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"So Spot, come on, tell us what your plan is! We have only three hours left. My boys are going crazy inside!" Jack said to Spot when he came to Manhattan. It was the day that Jack should give the money and Manhattan to Iron.
Spot nodded and walked into the bunkroom of the Manhattan Lodging house.
Iron sent all his boys towards Manhattan. They should hide in Central park, just in case Jack tried to do any wrong moves. He sat down on the couch in the hall while his newsies were about to leave.
About twenty guys and also some of Rick's old boys.
"That should make sure Jack will give me what I want."
Upstairs in Caitlin's room Caitlin was sitting on the bed leaning her head on Blink's shoulder. Stone stood at the window and watched the others leave.
"You're sure Spot's plan will work?" Caitlin asked not really sure about this. She knew Iron and his dirty ways. She had the bad feeling that whatever Spot had planned it wouldn't work. But she feared to speak this out loud. Maybe she was just nervous and couldn't really believe that she soon would leave this hell forever.
"Of course it will. What do you think? There is a reason no sane person fights again Brooklyn." Stone said proudly.
"Stone's right. Don't worry. Everything will work out today. Just a few hours and Iron is nothing than a bad nightmare from the past." Blink kissed Caitlin's cheek and tried to comfort her with this. Caitlin gave him a weak smile.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 hours later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stone walked close to Blink while they made their way to Manhattan. Iron walked in front of them talking the whole way. Blink and Stone didn't even tried to listen to him.
They reached Central Park and saw Jack and Race standing in the middle of it.
Race stepped forward to make sure Blink was okay but Iron stopped him.
"tss tss tss. Haven't we forget something? My money Cowboy!" Iron hold his hand open and raised his eyebrows. Jack looked him straight in the eyes but didn't say a word while Stone brought his hand to his pocket where he had his slingshot and his knife. In the second he caught a light in the trees above them everything seemed to happen in the same time.
Jack's growing smile when he said "I don't think so Iron!" The rest of the Manhattan and Brooklyn Boys including Spot jumping out from the trees and other hiding spots. Iron's boys stepping forward from their own hiding spots.
"This was a bad mistake Jack! Stone, kill the boy!" He said meaning Blink. Stone smiled and pulled out his knife. He stepped closer to Blink and whispered to him.
"When I go closer to Iron, Go as fast as you can over to Jack." In the same moment he walked up behind Iron who turned around wondering why he hadn't heard anything like a death-scream or the sound of a knife slipping into flesh. Just when he turned around Stone punched him straight in his face.
"What the hell….?" Everyone stood still. Blink stood by now next to Race who had lost his cigar when Stone had punched Iron. Spot couldn't hide a grin when he watched the blood dripping from iron's lips.
"You bastard!" Iron ran to Stone to punch him but Stone was faster. Hisfist landed hard in Iron's stomach.
Now everyone was fighting wildly.
"How does it feel to be the one that get beaten the shit out of him? Huh, Iron?"
"You fucking little…." Stone get a hold of Iron's shoulders and brought his knee up to his stomach.
"You will never touch her again!"
"Oh, that's it! The little slut? You're fighting because of her? Well, let me tell you, there are better girls than her…" Another punch met his jaw. He looked into Stone's eyes and saw the ice he had wanted to see in them ever since he had come to him.
Itchy had just gotten rid of one of Brooklyn's boys and saw what Stone did to Iron. He grabbed the first thing he could reach which was a thick branch and hid Stone on the head with it. Stone sank down unconscious and received a kick in the stomach from Iron.
When he looked around he saw that the fight would probably never end. Even though the Bronx fought with unfair methods like using brace-knuckles and other stuff like that, Brooklyn and Manhattan were more in numbers. Right then they heard the whistle from the bulls.
"Fuck! Let's go back to the Bronx." Iron said to Itchy and wiped blood away from his lip.
Some of the other Bronx guys had tried to run away too, but only Scar and Fight arrived the Lodging house with Iron and Itchy.
Caitlin sat in the hall nervous waiting for someone to bring her away from here. She was shocked when the door opened and she saw who come in. She jumped up from her seat and looked at the four confused.
"What happened? Where are the others?!?" Iron looked her up and down.
"If you wanted ask, where Stone is… I'm so sorry, but he is dead!" Caitlin's eyes widened and she shook her head silently. Tears were forming in her eyes.
"Don't you dare you to cry you bitch!" Iron pulled her by her hair and pushed her to the ground.
"I'll teach you what it means to betray me!!! You thought you would get rid of me today, huh? Well, forget it, you will never get rid of me!" with this he kicked her in the stomach for some time until she laid there and just whimpered.
"Stupid bitch!" Iron walked upstairs and the others heard that he let the water for a shower run.
"Good idea." Itchy murmured and walked also upstairs followed by Fight.
Scar stood there in the hall and looked at Caitlin. He had never seen Iron this mad. And he had never thought that he would do this to her. Since he shared a room with Stone he remembered the nights she had come to their room and cried herself in Stone's arms to sleep.
He bent down over her and stroke a strand of her red curls away from her face.
"Is it true? Is Stone…? And Blink?" She whispered her eyes empty like the ones of a dead body.
"I don't know. There were so many laying on the ground. I don't know if they were alive or…" He whispered back. Caitlin nodded slightly. So this was the end. There was no hope that she could have anything like a life. She tried to cry. But not a single tear would come out of her eyes. She just laid at the floor and wished she could die. As fast as possible. Everyone that she loved had died. So why had she to live? This wasn't fair.
"Come on, I'll help you up in your room." Scar carried her up and laid her carefully in her bed. He closed the door behind him and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
Oh, my, beautiful dramatic ain't it? Even if a friend of mien thinks I'm writing my stories TOO dramatic. [Sady, If you read this, Yeah, I mean exactly you! ;)]
So come on, hit the review button and tell me what you think. There won't be much more chances to do so in this story if you know what I mean!
I have some good news: MY WRITER'S BLOCK IS OVER!!!! Yippee!!!
"So Spot, come on, tell us what your plan is! We have only three hours left. My boys are going crazy inside!" Jack said to Spot when he came to Manhattan. It was the day that Jack should give the money and Manhattan to Iron.
Spot nodded and walked into the bunkroom of the Manhattan Lodging house.
Iron sent all his boys towards Manhattan. They should hide in Central park, just in case Jack tried to do any wrong moves. He sat down on the couch in the hall while his newsies were about to leave.
About twenty guys and also some of Rick's old boys.
"That should make sure Jack will give me what I want."
Upstairs in Caitlin's room Caitlin was sitting on the bed leaning her head on Blink's shoulder. Stone stood at the window and watched the others leave.
"You're sure Spot's plan will work?" Caitlin asked not really sure about this. She knew Iron and his dirty ways. She had the bad feeling that whatever Spot had planned it wouldn't work. But she feared to speak this out loud. Maybe she was just nervous and couldn't really believe that she soon would leave this hell forever.
"Of course it will. What do you think? There is a reason no sane person fights again Brooklyn." Stone said proudly.
"Stone's right. Don't worry. Everything will work out today. Just a few hours and Iron is nothing than a bad nightmare from the past." Blink kissed Caitlin's cheek and tried to comfort her with this. Caitlin gave him a weak smile.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 3 hours later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stone walked close to Blink while they made their way to Manhattan. Iron walked in front of them talking the whole way. Blink and Stone didn't even tried to listen to him.
They reached Central Park and saw Jack and Race standing in the middle of it.
Race stepped forward to make sure Blink was okay but Iron stopped him.
"tss tss tss. Haven't we forget something? My money Cowboy!" Iron hold his hand open and raised his eyebrows. Jack looked him straight in the eyes but didn't say a word while Stone brought his hand to his pocket where he had his slingshot and his knife. In the second he caught a light in the trees above them everything seemed to happen in the same time.
Jack's growing smile when he said "I don't think so Iron!" The rest of the Manhattan and Brooklyn Boys including Spot jumping out from the trees and other hiding spots. Iron's boys stepping forward from their own hiding spots.
"This was a bad mistake Jack! Stone, kill the boy!" He said meaning Blink. Stone smiled and pulled out his knife. He stepped closer to Blink and whispered to him.
"When I go closer to Iron, Go as fast as you can over to Jack." In the same moment he walked up behind Iron who turned around wondering why he hadn't heard anything like a death-scream or the sound of a knife slipping into flesh. Just when he turned around Stone punched him straight in his face.
"What the hell….?" Everyone stood still. Blink stood by now next to Race who had lost his cigar when Stone had punched Iron. Spot couldn't hide a grin when he watched the blood dripping from iron's lips.
"You bastard!" Iron ran to Stone to punch him but Stone was faster. Hisfist landed hard in Iron's stomach.
Now everyone was fighting wildly.
"How does it feel to be the one that get beaten the shit out of him? Huh, Iron?"
"You fucking little…." Stone get a hold of Iron's shoulders and brought his knee up to his stomach.
"You will never touch her again!"
"Oh, that's it! The little slut? You're fighting because of her? Well, let me tell you, there are better girls than her…" Another punch met his jaw. He looked into Stone's eyes and saw the ice he had wanted to see in them ever since he had come to him.
Itchy had just gotten rid of one of Brooklyn's boys and saw what Stone did to Iron. He grabbed the first thing he could reach which was a thick branch and hid Stone on the head with it. Stone sank down unconscious and received a kick in the stomach from Iron.
When he looked around he saw that the fight would probably never end. Even though the Bronx fought with unfair methods like using brace-knuckles and other stuff like that, Brooklyn and Manhattan were more in numbers. Right then they heard the whistle from the bulls.
"Fuck! Let's go back to the Bronx." Iron said to Itchy and wiped blood away from his lip.
Some of the other Bronx guys had tried to run away too, but only Scar and Fight arrived the Lodging house with Iron and Itchy.
Caitlin sat in the hall nervous waiting for someone to bring her away from here. She was shocked when the door opened and she saw who come in. She jumped up from her seat and looked at the four confused.
"What happened? Where are the others?!?" Iron looked her up and down.
"If you wanted ask, where Stone is… I'm so sorry, but he is dead!" Caitlin's eyes widened and she shook her head silently. Tears were forming in her eyes.
"Don't you dare you to cry you bitch!" Iron pulled her by her hair and pushed her to the ground.
"I'll teach you what it means to betray me!!! You thought you would get rid of me today, huh? Well, forget it, you will never get rid of me!" with this he kicked her in the stomach for some time until she laid there and just whimpered.
"Stupid bitch!" Iron walked upstairs and the others heard that he let the water for a shower run.
"Good idea." Itchy murmured and walked also upstairs followed by Fight.
Scar stood there in the hall and looked at Caitlin. He had never seen Iron this mad. And he had never thought that he would do this to her. Since he shared a room with Stone he remembered the nights she had come to their room and cried herself in Stone's arms to sleep.
He bent down over her and stroke a strand of her red curls away from her face.
"Is it true? Is Stone…? And Blink?" She whispered her eyes empty like the ones of a dead body.
"I don't know. There were so many laying on the ground. I don't know if they were alive or…" He whispered back. Caitlin nodded slightly. So this was the end. There was no hope that she could have anything like a life. She tried to cry. But not a single tear would come out of her eyes. She just laid at the floor and wished she could die. As fast as possible. Everyone that she loved had died. So why had she to live? This wasn't fair.
"Come on, I'll help you up in your room." Scar carried her up and laid her carefully in her bed. He closed the door behind him and went to the bathroom to clean himself.
Oh, my, beautiful dramatic ain't it? Even if a friend of mien thinks I'm writing my stories TOO dramatic. [Sady, If you read this, Yeah, I mean exactly you! ;)]
So come on, hit the review button and tell me what you think. There won't be much more chances to do so in this story if you know what I mean!