Disclaimer: I don't own the Newsies. The only person I do own is Fantasy.
The rest of them own themselves!! Oh, and I own the Chicago newsies.
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"Run!!" Rave shouted. She, Fantasy, and Atlantic had been out by themselves the next day, trying to get to know the Chicago street names and where the alleys were. But it wasn't going to be that easy. There were three of them, all girls, and a group of five Chicago newsies, all boys, had found them.
All three of them began running, turning to push their way through crowds of people to get away. "Dis way!" Rave shouted, turned down a smaller street with not as many people. They paused for a second, catching their breath, thinking that they might have lost the five boys.
"We should separate!" Fantasy said breathlessly.
"No good. We're bettah off tagether." Rave said.
"We can't get rid of 'em if we don't split up, Rave. She's right!" Atlantic said.
"We probably lost 'em already..." Rave said. "I mean, dey would've found us heah by now if not."
"Rave. Dey know these streets. Dey'll find us." Atlantic said. "We need ta split up. You two go dat way, I'll go dis way."
"What?" Fantasy said, staring at the older girl.
"You go dat way, and split up once ya get ta the next street. Now go!" Atlantic waited and made sure the other two split up at the end of the street, and then turned to go the other way. She got out onto Elm Street and shot across the street towards an alley. But no sooner did she leave the street than she heard feet behind her. She didn't look back, but kept going- until she reached the fence. She was trapped.
"You can run, but you can't hide." One of the three newsies told her, sneering.
She didn't recognize him, or one of the others. But the one on the far left; that was Cow.
"So, they let you go off alone, did they?" Cow asked.
"No." Atlantic said, trying not to tremble.
Cow laughed. "A rebel, then?" Atlantic didn't say anything.
"There's no one around to help you, you know." The third boy said.
Atlantic nodded, and then suddenly sprung forward, trying to get through two of the boys to the street beyond. They stopped her, however, and Cow laughed again.
"Nice try, dear."
The two boys pushed her back against the fence. She didn't know what to do but stand there helplessly as Cow stared at her with anger burning in his eyes.
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Fantasy stopped. She could not run any longer. It wasn't possible. She leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. She had no idea where she was, but at the moment she didn't care. She was worried about her friends, and she hoped they were both ok. She was pretty sure she had lost the one boy who had tried following her. She frowned. If there had only been one of the boys after her, her friends couldn't have been in too good of shape.
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Rave skidded to a stop in front of Donavan's and stared through the window, squinting from the glare from the sun. She couldn't see anything, but that didn't mean anything. She walked into the shop, the little bell above the door ringing merrily.
"Maggie?!" Rave called. "Maggie, are ya in here?"
Maggie came out of the back room, wiping her hands on a towel. "Rave, dear, what are you doing here? Where are your friends?"
"Ya mean dey ain't here?" Rave asked, staring at her.
"No, they aren't." Maggie said, staring at her. "Rave, are you alright?"
"Dey could be anywhere!" Rave exclaimed. "And what if dey got caught..." she shivered thinking about it.
"What are you talking about?" Maggie asked. She went up and felt her forehead. "It doesn't feel like you have a fever, but-"
"I don't have a fever, Maggie. Me friends are in trouble." Rave explained.
"What happened to them?" she asked.
"We were- Oh, thank GOD!" the little bell over the door had rung again, and Rave had turned to find Hope, Sky, and Brogue. "Atlantic and Fantasy are in trouble."
"What?" Hope asked.
"We were out, and dese five newsies saw us and chased us. I don't know where Fantasy and Atlantic are, and only one of 'em followed me..."
"You mean you split up?" Sky asked.
"We had to! We couldn't lose them. Though I didn't want to split up in the first place." Rave said. "We need ta do somethin'."
"That we will. And don't worry so much, Rave. They can take care of themselves." Brogue said.
Rave sighed. "But what?"
"We'll look for them." Sky said. "You go find Racetrack or Skittery, and we'll look for them now."
"I don't need Race or Skittery..."
"You can't go by yourself again." Hope said. "Just find them."
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Fantasy wandered around. Now that she could breathe and think correctly, she was worried. She had no clue where she was, and she had no idea how to get to where she wanted to go. She frowned and sat down on a curb.
"Jus' great." She grumbled. "It'd be a miracle if I evah found me way home."
"Here's your miracle, then." A voice said from behind her. Fantasy stood up and whirled around to find Brogue standing there, smiling at her. "If ye don't mind a wee bit of help, I think a miracle can be done, just this once."
Fantasy laughed she was so happy. "Brogue! How'd ya find me?!"
"Rave told us you were missing, so we've just been looking for you all over." Sky said, appearing next to Brogue.
"She's alright?!" Fantasy asked.
"Aye, she's fine." Brogue said, and he pulled her up onto the sidewalk. "We need to find Atlantic."
"Ya think she's ok?" Fantasy asked.
"If you can outrun two of our newsies, Atlantic can, too." Sky said confidently.
"What do ya mean, two? Only one of 'em followed me." Fantasy said.
"Only one of them followed Rave..." Sky said, and then it hit him. "Oh shit!"
"We gotta find her!" Fantasy cried. "Dey wouldn't have k-killed her, would they?"
"I don't know..." Sky said, staring at nothing. "Who was it? Did you recognize any of them?"
Fantasy shook her head. "I only saw a glimpse of 'em, 'cept da one who followed me. I didn't recognize him at all."
"Come on, we'll get you back and then we'll go out and look for her." Sky said, and he pushed her in front of him.
"Wheah's Rave?" Fantasy asked, just noticing she wasn't there. "And Hope?"
"Hope went home. To see if anyone said anything. And Rave went to find Racetrack or Skittery to help her look for Atlantic." Sky said.
Fantasy nodded. She soon fell into step between them as they walked down alleys and streets. But mostly alleys. It was faster. But one block they walked past the alley.
"We missed da alley." Fantasy pointed behind her to the opening in the brick.
"There's a fence blocking the exit on the other side. We can't get through." Sky said.
Fantasy stopped dead. "We need ta go dat way."
"Why?" Brogue asked incredulously. "We'd be wastin' time."
"Wheah are we?" Fantasy asked.
"On Elm Street." Sky said, nodding at the sign.
"No, are we by train tracks?" Sky nodded. "She's in dere! I know she's in dat alley!" She ran back and turned down the alley, ignoring Brogue and Sky's calls. In front of her she saw a high fence, and she could see something in front of it, but she couldn't be sure what; it was getting dark. She stopped running, and walked slowly towards the fence. She gasped when she saw what was on the ground. Fantasy could hear footsteps coming down the alley behind her, but she stood still.
"Fantasy..." Brogue started, and then stopped as he saw what was in front of the fence. "Atlantic!"
He bent down next to her. "She's unconscious. And she's got so many bruises and cuts..."
Fantasy gulped. "She is..."
"She's alive, don't worry." Sky said, bending down, too. "But beaten up pretty bad." He sounded disgusted. "How could they do that!"
"We'll have to get her back. She'll be needin' help." Brogue said.
"But how? I can't carry her, she's too heavy fer me. And if dat rest of da guys see you carryin' her..." Fantasy trailed off.
"We'll take her to Donavan's. We told Rave to meet us there. And Racetrack and Skittery can carry her home. Come on." Sky said. He scooped Atlantic up into his arms and headed out of the alley.
Brogue reached out towards Fantasy. "Are ye alright?"
Fantasy nodded. "I'se ok."
Brogue smiled sadly. "War's not a good thing. Ye need to remember that, and not let it happen again."
Fantasy nodded. "Thanks, Brogue."
"Come on, we'd best be goin'."
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WOO HOO!! Another chapter finished!! I had a bit of writer's block on this, too. But I broke it down, hehe. Anyway, the next chapter will be good; I know already what's going to happen. And in the chapter after that I know a little of it. So they'll be out soon!! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! PLEASE REVIEW!!
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"Run!!" Rave shouted. She, Fantasy, and Atlantic had been out by themselves the next day, trying to get to know the Chicago street names and where the alleys were. But it wasn't going to be that easy. There were three of them, all girls, and a group of five Chicago newsies, all boys, had found them.
All three of them began running, turning to push their way through crowds of people to get away. "Dis way!" Rave shouted, turned down a smaller street with not as many people. They paused for a second, catching their breath, thinking that they might have lost the five boys.
"We should separate!" Fantasy said breathlessly.
"No good. We're bettah off tagether." Rave said.
"We can't get rid of 'em if we don't split up, Rave. She's right!" Atlantic said.
"We probably lost 'em already..." Rave said. "I mean, dey would've found us heah by now if not."
"Rave. Dey know these streets. Dey'll find us." Atlantic said. "We need ta split up. You two go dat way, I'll go dis way."
"What?" Fantasy said, staring at the older girl.
"You go dat way, and split up once ya get ta the next street. Now go!" Atlantic waited and made sure the other two split up at the end of the street, and then turned to go the other way. She got out onto Elm Street and shot across the street towards an alley. But no sooner did she leave the street than she heard feet behind her. She didn't look back, but kept going- until she reached the fence. She was trapped.
"You can run, but you can't hide." One of the three newsies told her, sneering.
She didn't recognize him, or one of the others. But the one on the far left; that was Cow.
"So, they let you go off alone, did they?" Cow asked.
"No." Atlantic said, trying not to tremble.
Cow laughed. "A rebel, then?" Atlantic didn't say anything.
"There's no one around to help you, you know." The third boy said.
Atlantic nodded, and then suddenly sprung forward, trying to get through two of the boys to the street beyond. They stopped her, however, and Cow laughed again.
"Nice try, dear."
The two boys pushed her back against the fence. She didn't know what to do but stand there helplessly as Cow stared at her with anger burning in his eyes.
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Fantasy stopped. She could not run any longer. It wasn't possible. She leaned against the wall, trying to catch her breath. She had no idea where she was, but at the moment she didn't care. She was worried about her friends, and she hoped they were both ok. She was pretty sure she had lost the one boy who had tried following her. She frowned. If there had only been one of the boys after her, her friends couldn't have been in too good of shape.
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Rave skidded to a stop in front of Donavan's and stared through the window, squinting from the glare from the sun. She couldn't see anything, but that didn't mean anything. She walked into the shop, the little bell above the door ringing merrily.
"Maggie?!" Rave called. "Maggie, are ya in here?"
Maggie came out of the back room, wiping her hands on a towel. "Rave, dear, what are you doing here? Where are your friends?"
"Ya mean dey ain't here?" Rave asked, staring at her.
"No, they aren't." Maggie said, staring at her. "Rave, are you alright?"
"Dey could be anywhere!" Rave exclaimed. "And what if dey got caught..." she shivered thinking about it.
"What are you talking about?" Maggie asked. She went up and felt her forehead. "It doesn't feel like you have a fever, but-"
"I don't have a fever, Maggie. Me friends are in trouble." Rave explained.
"What happened to them?" she asked.
"We were- Oh, thank GOD!" the little bell over the door had rung again, and Rave had turned to find Hope, Sky, and Brogue. "Atlantic and Fantasy are in trouble."
"What?" Hope asked.
"We were out, and dese five newsies saw us and chased us. I don't know where Fantasy and Atlantic are, and only one of 'em followed me..."
"You mean you split up?" Sky asked.
"We had to! We couldn't lose them. Though I didn't want to split up in the first place." Rave said. "We need ta do somethin'."
"That we will. And don't worry so much, Rave. They can take care of themselves." Brogue said.
Rave sighed. "But what?"
"We'll look for them." Sky said. "You go find Racetrack or Skittery, and we'll look for them now."
"I don't need Race or Skittery..."
"You can't go by yourself again." Hope said. "Just find them."
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Fantasy wandered around. Now that she could breathe and think correctly, she was worried. She had no clue where she was, and she had no idea how to get to where she wanted to go. She frowned and sat down on a curb.
"Jus' great." She grumbled. "It'd be a miracle if I evah found me way home."
"Here's your miracle, then." A voice said from behind her. Fantasy stood up and whirled around to find Brogue standing there, smiling at her. "If ye don't mind a wee bit of help, I think a miracle can be done, just this once."
Fantasy laughed she was so happy. "Brogue! How'd ya find me?!"
"Rave told us you were missing, so we've just been looking for you all over." Sky said, appearing next to Brogue.
"She's alright?!" Fantasy asked.
"Aye, she's fine." Brogue said, and he pulled her up onto the sidewalk. "We need to find Atlantic."
"Ya think she's ok?" Fantasy asked.
"If you can outrun two of our newsies, Atlantic can, too." Sky said confidently.
"What do ya mean, two? Only one of 'em followed me." Fantasy said.
"Only one of them followed Rave..." Sky said, and then it hit him. "Oh shit!"
"We gotta find her!" Fantasy cried. "Dey wouldn't have k-killed her, would they?"
"I don't know..." Sky said, staring at nothing. "Who was it? Did you recognize any of them?"
Fantasy shook her head. "I only saw a glimpse of 'em, 'cept da one who followed me. I didn't recognize him at all."
"Come on, we'll get you back and then we'll go out and look for her." Sky said, and he pushed her in front of him.
"Wheah's Rave?" Fantasy asked, just noticing she wasn't there. "And Hope?"
"Hope went home. To see if anyone said anything. And Rave went to find Racetrack or Skittery to help her look for Atlantic." Sky said.
Fantasy nodded. She soon fell into step between them as they walked down alleys and streets. But mostly alleys. It was faster. But one block they walked past the alley.
"We missed da alley." Fantasy pointed behind her to the opening in the brick.
"There's a fence blocking the exit on the other side. We can't get through." Sky said.
Fantasy stopped dead. "We need ta go dat way."
"Why?" Brogue asked incredulously. "We'd be wastin' time."
"Wheah are we?" Fantasy asked.
"On Elm Street." Sky said, nodding at the sign.
"No, are we by train tracks?" Sky nodded. "She's in dere! I know she's in dat alley!" She ran back and turned down the alley, ignoring Brogue and Sky's calls. In front of her she saw a high fence, and she could see something in front of it, but she couldn't be sure what; it was getting dark. She stopped running, and walked slowly towards the fence. She gasped when she saw what was on the ground. Fantasy could hear footsteps coming down the alley behind her, but she stood still.
"Fantasy..." Brogue started, and then stopped as he saw what was in front of the fence. "Atlantic!"
He bent down next to her. "She's unconscious. And she's got so many bruises and cuts..."
Fantasy gulped. "She is..."
"She's alive, don't worry." Sky said, bending down, too. "But beaten up pretty bad." He sounded disgusted. "How could they do that!"
"We'll have to get her back. She'll be needin' help." Brogue said.
"But how? I can't carry her, she's too heavy fer me. And if dat rest of da guys see you carryin' her..." Fantasy trailed off.
"We'll take her to Donavan's. We told Rave to meet us there. And Racetrack and Skittery can carry her home. Come on." Sky said. He scooped Atlantic up into his arms and headed out of the alley.
Brogue reached out towards Fantasy. "Are ye alright?"
Fantasy nodded. "I'se ok."
Brogue smiled sadly. "War's not a good thing. Ye need to remember that, and not let it happen again."
Fantasy nodded. "Thanks, Brogue."
"Come on, we'd best be goin'."
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WOO HOO!! Another chapter finished!! I had a bit of writer's block on this, too. But I broke it down, hehe. Anyway, the next chapter will be good; I know already what's going to happen. And in the chapter after that I know a little of it. So they'll be out soon!! Anyway, I hope you enjoyed it! PLEASE REVIEW!!