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own characters and the storyline. It's not much but its something.
Ch. 10
***SPOT & ANGEL***
Dinner had gone well but Spot could feel something in the air. 'Something isn't right.' He thought as he looked around. He looked at Angel and suddenly spoke, "Sometin ain't right."
Angel nodded feeling the same way. "It feel like dere's sometin waitin fer us somewheah."
Spot nodded and told Angel "I think ya should take off yer heels don't know if ya can fight in a dress but dat's up ta ya."
Angel smiled as she took off the heels and undid the dress in the back revealing her newsie clothes underneath.
Spot shook his head "Always full of surprises." Angel smiled at him before shrugging. Spot continued in a more serious tone. "Keep yer eyes open n leave da dress heah I don't tink Ali is gonna care." Angel agreed and left the dress in one of the alleys they passed and looked ahead of them towards the bridge. She turned to Spot and noticed he saw the same thing she did. There on the bridge were about 20 people standing across the one side of the bridge. As they walked over the entrance of the bridge they turned to see roughly 20 more block that side causing them to be trapped on the bridge. 'Just great. This was all I needed to top of my night. 40 against 2 is not a fair fight.' He thought taking in the scene around him before looking at Angel. 'Well at least it's 2.'
Before Spot could think anymore he recognized the leader of Queens walking towards him. 'Of course he had to do a boundary battle tonight doesn't he?' thought Spot angrily.
Matches walked right up to Spot followed by a girl. "Well, well if it ain't da mighty Spot Conlon out wit his doll. Where's all ya goons?"
Spot fought to control his temper. "At me lodgin house stayin outa trouble like ya shoulda done."
Matches smiled and then turned his face back to stone. "We'se fightin right heah, right now Conlon."
Spot nodded as he glared into the Queen leader's eyes. Spot looked around. "Get rid of da uddahs. I ain't goin anywheah."
Matches stated "I wasn't finished. Me goil Amber heah is gonna fight yer goil Angel." Angel glared harshly into the girls eyes and smirked at the thought of fighting. 'Well, at least I don't have to sit on the side and watch.'
Matches turned to his boys "Get off da bridge. We'se got it from heah." His boys reluctantly left as Matches turned back to face Spot. "Let's go Conlon. Show us what Brooklyn is made of."
Spot circled around Matches before taking the first strike and tackling him to the ground. Angel and Amber simply watched until Angel turned to face Amber again. Amber was bigger than her but that wouldn't bother her. She was used to fighting people bigger than her.
Amber looked at Angel and suddenly felt anger. But the anger she felt was towards Matches. Sure this girl was smaller than her but she had the same presence about her that Spot did and Spot was one person she never would mess with. 'If I live through this, Matches will regret ever making me do this.' She thought with frustration. 'Well might as well get it over with.' With that she threw the first punch that connected with Angel's jaw.
Angel reached up and felt where Amber had hit her and anger flashed through her eyes before tackling Amber to the ground and pinning her under her. Amber fought underneath her but Angel had the power during the fight and finally was able to knock Amber into unconsciousness.
Angel stood up and turned to see Spot and Matches still fighting. She was about to turn to move Amber when she saw Matches pull out a blade. She quickly grabbed one of her blades that she concealed in her boot and threw it to Spot. Spot gratefully took it while Angel took the other blade out ready to help him if he needed it.
Suddenly Angel felt a hand clasp over her mouth and she naturally reacted by elbowing him in the stomach before turning to face him. He grinned wickedly as he drew his blade and was about to attack when Angel threw her blade at him and it landed with deadly accuracy right through his upper ribcage. She looked at the guy and grabbed her blade before turning to see more of Queen's fighters coming onto the bridge ready to strike out at them.
Spot saw the same thing from his position. He finally had succeeded in pinning down Matches with his blade pressed against his neck. "Tell yer boys ta leave da bridge or yer death'll be short but painful."
Matches' eyes widened as he comprehended the deadly look in Spot's eyes and yelled his order "GET OFF DA BRIDGE NOW!"
Most of his boys listened however one decided to take the chance of attacking Angel from behind. Quickly she threw her weight and spun around to stab her blade right below his ribcage. She twisted her blade then pulled it out and pushed the guy to the ground. She turned to see murder in Spot's eyes and knew hers must have looked similar.
Spot looked down at Matches, "I warned ya."
Matches pleaded "I told'em ta leave. Dey didn't listen ta me."
"If ya were a good leadah dey woulda listened." Was all he said as he quickly slit Matches throat and stood up leaving him to his death.
Spot walked over to where Angel was standing over Amber. "Are ya alright?"
Angel nodded and then added "I can't leave'r heah. No goil deserves ta be left on da streets at night specially if dey are unconscious."
Spot nodded before he picked up Amber and put her over his shoulder carrying her like she was a stack of newspapers instead of a human girl. Angel and Spot looked around before quickly walking off of the bridge not wanting to encounter anymore newsies and no longer in the mood to take a romantic stroll back to the lodging house. When they reached the lodging house they had to quietly climb the fire escape and climb into Spot's room as to not wake up the sleeping newsies. They quietly made their way towards an empty room and put Amber on the bed making sure that there was no way for her to get out of the room before they left and locked the door behind them.
Spot watched as Angel left to go to the girls' bunkroom. 'Well, not the way I wanted to end the night.' He thought as he took off the bloody clothing 'But it could have ended worse.' He finally crawled into his bed and fell asleep hoping that 3 hours of sleep would get him through the following day.
Ch. 10
***SPOT & ANGEL***
Dinner had gone well but Spot could feel something in the air. 'Something isn't right.' He thought as he looked around. He looked at Angel and suddenly spoke, "Sometin ain't right."
Angel nodded feeling the same way. "It feel like dere's sometin waitin fer us somewheah."
Spot nodded and told Angel "I think ya should take off yer heels don't know if ya can fight in a dress but dat's up ta ya."
Angel smiled as she took off the heels and undid the dress in the back revealing her newsie clothes underneath.
Spot shook his head "Always full of surprises." Angel smiled at him before shrugging. Spot continued in a more serious tone. "Keep yer eyes open n leave da dress heah I don't tink Ali is gonna care." Angel agreed and left the dress in one of the alleys they passed and looked ahead of them towards the bridge. She turned to Spot and noticed he saw the same thing she did. There on the bridge were about 20 people standing across the one side of the bridge. As they walked over the entrance of the bridge they turned to see roughly 20 more block that side causing them to be trapped on the bridge. 'Just great. This was all I needed to top of my night. 40 against 2 is not a fair fight.' He thought taking in the scene around him before looking at Angel. 'Well at least it's 2.'
Before Spot could think anymore he recognized the leader of Queens walking towards him. 'Of course he had to do a boundary battle tonight doesn't he?' thought Spot angrily.
Matches walked right up to Spot followed by a girl. "Well, well if it ain't da mighty Spot Conlon out wit his doll. Where's all ya goons?"
Spot fought to control his temper. "At me lodgin house stayin outa trouble like ya shoulda done."
Matches smiled and then turned his face back to stone. "We'se fightin right heah, right now Conlon."
Spot nodded as he glared into the Queen leader's eyes. Spot looked around. "Get rid of da uddahs. I ain't goin anywheah."
Matches stated "I wasn't finished. Me goil Amber heah is gonna fight yer goil Angel." Angel glared harshly into the girls eyes and smirked at the thought of fighting. 'Well, at least I don't have to sit on the side and watch.'
Matches turned to his boys "Get off da bridge. We'se got it from heah." His boys reluctantly left as Matches turned back to face Spot. "Let's go Conlon. Show us what Brooklyn is made of."
Spot circled around Matches before taking the first strike and tackling him to the ground. Angel and Amber simply watched until Angel turned to face Amber again. Amber was bigger than her but that wouldn't bother her. She was used to fighting people bigger than her.
Amber looked at Angel and suddenly felt anger. But the anger she felt was towards Matches. Sure this girl was smaller than her but she had the same presence about her that Spot did and Spot was one person she never would mess with. 'If I live through this, Matches will regret ever making me do this.' She thought with frustration. 'Well might as well get it over with.' With that she threw the first punch that connected with Angel's jaw.
Angel reached up and felt where Amber had hit her and anger flashed through her eyes before tackling Amber to the ground and pinning her under her. Amber fought underneath her but Angel had the power during the fight and finally was able to knock Amber into unconsciousness.
Angel stood up and turned to see Spot and Matches still fighting. She was about to turn to move Amber when she saw Matches pull out a blade. She quickly grabbed one of her blades that she concealed in her boot and threw it to Spot. Spot gratefully took it while Angel took the other blade out ready to help him if he needed it.
Suddenly Angel felt a hand clasp over her mouth and she naturally reacted by elbowing him in the stomach before turning to face him. He grinned wickedly as he drew his blade and was about to attack when Angel threw her blade at him and it landed with deadly accuracy right through his upper ribcage. She looked at the guy and grabbed her blade before turning to see more of Queen's fighters coming onto the bridge ready to strike out at them.
Spot saw the same thing from his position. He finally had succeeded in pinning down Matches with his blade pressed against his neck. "Tell yer boys ta leave da bridge or yer death'll be short but painful."
Matches' eyes widened as he comprehended the deadly look in Spot's eyes and yelled his order "GET OFF DA BRIDGE NOW!"
Most of his boys listened however one decided to take the chance of attacking Angel from behind. Quickly she threw her weight and spun around to stab her blade right below his ribcage. She twisted her blade then pulled it out and pushed the guy to the ground. She turned to see murder in Spot's eyes and knew hers must have looked similar.
Spot looked down at Matches, "I warned ya."
Matches pleaded "I told'em ta leave. Dey didn't listen ta me."
"If ya were a good leadah dey woulda listened." Was all he said as he quickly slit Matches throat and stood up leaving him to his death.
Spot walked over to where Angel was standing over Amber. "Are ya alright?"
Angel nodded and then added "I can't leave'r heah. No goil deserves ta be left on da streets at night specially if dey are unconscious."
Spot nodded before he picked up Amber and put her over his shoulder carrying her like she was a stack of newspapers instead of a human girl. Angel and Spot looked around before quickly walking off of the bridge not wanting to encounter anymore newsies and no longer in the mood to take a romantic stroll back to the lodging house. When they reached the lodging house they had to quietly climb the fire escape and climb into Spot's room as to not wake up the sleeping newsies. They quietly made their way towards an empty room and put Amber on the bed making sure that there was no way for her to get out of the room before they left and locked the door behind them.
Spot watched as Angel left to go to the girls' bunkroom. 'Well, not the way I wanted to end the night.' He thought as he took off the bloody clothing 'But it could have ended worse.' He finally crawled into his bed and fell asleep hoping that 3 hours of sleep would get him through the following day.