Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, Disney does. The karate moves and a few techniques are taken from American Kenpo Karate.

Author's Note: This is my first fan fiction story and I'm writing it because I'm sick and I have nothing else to do. I included martial arts in it because I'm a blue belt in this form of martial arts and I love it! Plus, I'm sick of all these tough girls who can talk trash but yet can't protect themselves worth beans!

Chapter 1

I hope my dad was right about this place, though Kit as she walked over Brooklyn Bridge. I hope this Spot Conlon is as tough as everyone claims he is, but he better not try and get in my pants, because I'm sure there are few girls left he hasn't gotten in bed, stupid dumb ass.

Kit was looking down at her worn down brown shoes along with her big baggy pants. She kept her hands in her black coat pockets, as it was cold outside. She tucked her long flowing dark brown hair in her Newsies style hat she had just barely purchased. She didn't want people to know she was a girl because she would be harassed. Plus, she wanted Spot to accept her before he knew she was a girl.

As she glanced up, she noticed a Newsie selling papers. She tapped him on the shoulder and he turned around. "Hi, I'm looking for Spot Conlon," she asked, as she was careful not to make eye contact.

The guy laughed. He looked about Kit's age. "I take it yous nevah been ta Brooklyn befo?" he replied still laughing.

"No sir, this is actually my first time in New York."

"Yeah, I can tell by yous accent. What do ya want to talk to Spot fa?"

"I want to be a Newsie, and I heard Brooklyn was the place to be."

He laughed again. "Yeah, if yer inta fightin! I suggest ya leave if u can't fight."

"I can protect myself pretty good."

This "new guy" intrigued the Newsie. "Okay, fine, I'll take ya to him." The Newsie began walking and when they got to the docks she heard him, "Hey bulls, whos dis punk wit ya?" Kit looked upwards at Spot. No wonder he can get girls so easily, he's gorgeous! She thought. She decided right then and there that she would ignore that.

"Dis heah is. hey kid, what's ya name?" asked Bulls.

"Kit."

"Dis heah is Kit and he wants ta be a Newsie fo yous, Spot."

Spot walked towards Kit. "Really? And why should I want you as a Newsie fa me?"

"Well, sir, I-"

"Soir?!" Spot busted out laughing. "Where da hell do ya tink we are, England?" The other newsies started laughing.

"Okay, fine, SPOT, I want to be a newsie for you because I've heard a lot about you and what I great leader you are, so I thought it would be a great opportunity to work for the great Spot Conlon." I can't believe I'm saying this crap, she thought. "Plus I'm a sharpshooter." Kit had another special skill, but she did not want to reveal it.

Spot's eyes widened. "Really?" Spot thought for a minute before pulling out his slingshot and a marble and handing it her. "Okay den, ya see dat empty beah bottle up der?" he said as he pointed upward.

"Yeah, I see it," Kit said.

"Hit it." A smirk appeared on Spot's face as he said that because this beer bottle was pretty high up and most of his boys probably couldn't hit it.

"Very well." Kit put the marble in the slingshot. She aimed upwards, closing one eye. After a short pause, she let go. The bottle shattered. Spot looked at her in shock.

"Wheah ya from anyway?" he asked after a short pause.

"New Jersey."

"How come ya don't have da accent?"

"My parents weren't originally from there."

"And whea da hell did ya leiarn to do dat?"

"My dad taught me."

She intrigued Spot, as well as the other Brooklyn Newsies who witnessed this event. Still, they had yet to find out he was really a she. Spot circled around her looking up and down. Kit just kept her eyes focused on the dock.

After a long silence, Spot finally spoke. "I like ya, Kit. Ya seem a little uneasy, but ya got skill. We could use a newsie wit skill like yous, considaing how many fights wes get in every damn day." Spot stood in front of her and spit in his hand, offering to shake her hand. Kit had never seen that before, but decided to go along with it. After the handshake, Spot exclaimed, "Looks like we gots ouiseves a new guy!"

Kit looked into Spot's eyes and smiled. "Good, then you won't mind the fact that I'm a girl!" She said as she threw off her hat to reveal her long beautiful flowing hair.

"A goil?!" Spot said in total shock.