12-13-02- Chapter 3

Sorry about how short this chapter is, but I have to get up @ 5 tomorrow morning and it's midnight, so… yeah. I will post more Monday night!! I'm sorry! If you review this weekend I will be way more inclined to post as soon as I get home!

Chapter Summary: Race gets more acquainted and insight into Spot

Disclaimers: Honestly, I don't own them. (If I DID own them, I would not be here writing stories!) (Don't you hate people who try to make up fun disclaimers?)

Rating: Right now? PG, later PG- 13 and even later probably R (I can't resist it!)

OK- So thanks again for the more reviews, at the end I'll be more specific with that- you guys take time to give me stuff- so I'll respond and HOPEFULLY it'll get me MORE reviews (I admit it- I only want reviews! I can't help it- they're addicting.)

Race watched the horses race around the track when he felt someone come up behind him. Without turning around he knew that it would be Kit. He let her watch him for a minute, as his mind drifted back to the races.

"Why do you care about us?" The question sliced through his thoughts and startled him for a minute. He took his time before he turned around and answered her.

"Look Doll, I seen your brudda in action, he's gold. That kid could move papes like you neva seen. You twos is out on da streets wit noone to protect ya. We newsies got no family but each otha, but it's a fine life. I think da two of you would work well wit da Manhattan newsies." Race replied calmly as he lit a cigar he lifted off of a man walking by at that moment. She still glared at him, as if she were looking for a reason to not go with him.

"Ok, I know dat da streets of New York ain't a pleasant place to reside, where do ya think I was before I became a newsie? Dats roight, out in da streets, luckily me man Blink found me and wes been selling partners eva since. I'm a handy gamblin man, so we…" he trailed off as he turned once more towards the races. "C'mon, go, GO!! YES!!" he shouted, turning around his eyes blazing and his face lit up with joy. "Oh, we's eatin good tonight! C'mon, lets go get Kid and yo brudda and go home." He slung his arm around her shoulder and merrily walked off, she seemed reluctant at first, but the offer of a good meal was too tempting.

Spot looked out over the golden rooftops of Brooklyn as the last moments of daylight faded into the city. I own dis joint. For everyone who said I couldn't do it, here I am. People thinks this job just fell into me hands, but dats definitely not the way it happened. I had ta fight hard and woik harder to get where I am. And ya know what? I did it. I ain't goin all soft on everyone now dat I'm here. I desoive what I got and I ain't about ta let it go.

He would be the last one to go whining to anybody and tell them that being the leader of the Brooklyn newsies was a hard job. He was feared and respected and he knew it. He thought about his rise to power, how he had taken over when the last leader had moved on, grown out of being a newsie. Spot was not one to leave these things to chance, he angled his way into a place of power, perfect to take over when the job opened up.

He proved that he could fight anybody and beat them. He was young, but that didn't seem to matter, and from a normal group of newsies, he had made them into a power. The other parts of town couldn't even compete with the slingshot ability of Brooklyn, though Manhattan's fists definitely came close.

Da truth is, I'm pretty happy here. People thinks dat ya gots ta have money or a REAL family, but I knows dat ain't true. Dey ain' nearly as happy as dey seem, I sees em fightin. I got a good thing here. What I'ma gonna do aftawards, I don't got no clue though.

So- a little writer feedback.

Falco- I'm glad you like my author's notes- they are BY far the easiest thing to write, if only I could make a fic that was ENTIRELY author's notes… that'd be SICK. I was kind of trying to come up with some good characterization, so I'm glad you liked it!

Kaylee- Thanks for continuing to support me! I really appreciate the reviews. I'll see what I can do about Race, I had some plans for him, but I don't entirely remember what they were. Give me some description and I'll work ya in there somewhere.

Cards- Thanks for being my first reviewer (no- seriously!) The review's a little confusing, but I get the gist (I think).

Crunch & Skittles- Thanks for the support on the accent! I'm trying, (mainly by going to other newsies fics or listening to the soundtrack when I'm writing) but it's still hard! BTW- Crunch you are an AWESOME writer.

Brittany, crAzIEboutU & Broadway- Thanks for reviewing! It's good to know that people are reading my stuff! It's nice to have support.

To everyone- PLEASE REVIEW- you don't realize how much it means to get them until you actually write. I still need characters, I haven't really decided who's gonna play what part yet (I've got the whole scenario worked out up in the ole noggin, but not the people yet), so drop me a little description and I'll throw ya in there.

I'm not trying to make Spot go soft like he does a lot of the time, but he's gotta be a little vulnerable for this story. I like to have short paragraphs cause I always get lost, so that's why I have so many. (random, but…)