Disclaimer: I don't own Newsies, Disney does. (Stupid Disney... lol) I wish I
did, though. Oh, well... I do own Fantasy and all of the Chicago newsies. The
rest of them own themselves.
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"I can't believe it!" Song shouted, watching as Doc and Red carried Tickles in. "They hurt a little kid!"
"That's war, Song." Cow said, walking into the room with Action and Target.
"Where were you, Cow?" Cricket asked.
"Having a little fun." Cow said, grinning at the two boys behind him.
"You found someone, didn't you?" Hope asked, joining in.
"Yeah, we saw three girls, caught one of 'em, too." Cow said. "Beat 'er up good, too."
"Who was it?" Hope asked, holding her breath.
"How should I know? They're all the same." Cow said, staring at Hope.
"I was just wondering..." Hope trailed off, not wanting to seem suspicious.
"How bad is he?" Cricket asked, turning to the others.
"He doesn't look that bad... just some cuts and bruises." Doc said. "Is Snoot home?"
"No, he went to the market place." Cricket said. "Doc, could you clean him up?"
"Yeah." Doc said.
"Thanks." Cricket turned back to Cow. "What happened to the other girls?"
Cow shrugged. "Ran away. Curly and Pickles followed them. They back yet?"
"Not yet." Cricket said, sighing. "I hope nothing happens to them."
~*~
Fantasy, Rave, Racetrack, and Skittery burst into Jack's hotel room.
"Jack... It's Atlantic..." Race said.
Jack jumped up and joined them, looking her over. "She needs a doctor! Wheah can we find one?"
"Dere might be one heah..." Fantasy said, and Jack shook his head.
"No, dey ask too many questions. Was she alone?"
Fantasy and Rave looked at each other. "Well, not exactly..."
"Not exactly?"
"She was with me an' Fantasy, but dere were five of 'em..." Rave said. "We split up."
"Ya split up! How many times do I hafta tell ya ta stay tagether?!" Jack cried out. "And youse two! Ya left 'em alone?"
"Jack, it ain't dere fault..." Fantasy started.
"We'll deal with dat later. Wheah we gonna put her?"
"She could go in our room." Rave said. "We'll take care of 'er."
Jack thought it over, and agreed. "Go on, bring 'er ta their room."
Race nodded and walked with Fantasy and Rave down the their room, and Skittery headed to his room, to tell the rest of the newsies what had happened.
"Look, I don't think me an' Skittery will be able ta go with ya ta Donavan's tanight. You should go by yerself." Race said after they had laid Atlantic in a bed and cleaned her up.
"If Jack finds out, dough..." Fantasy started.
"Jack'll 'ill want ta have another meetin' with us tanight. He won't notice yer gone."
Fantasy sighed. "Alright. We bettah leave now, before it gets too dark..."
"Be careful." Race said as he watched them go out the door.
~*~
When the two girls got to Donavan's, Hope, Brogue, and Sky were already sitting inside.
"Where's Race and Skittery?" Sky asked.
"They couldn't come. Jack was havin' another meetin' tanight." Rave said.
"How many people got hoit?" Fantasy asked, sitting down.
Hope sighed. "Just one. We thought that the two guys that had followed you did, but they finally got back home. And for you?"
"Jus' Atlantic." Fantasy said, staring at the table.
"Is she alright?" Sky asked.
"I don't know. We can't get a doctah for her." Rave said. "Hopefully she ain't as bad as she looks."
"Yeah." Hope said.
"Hope, dear, do you think you could come back here and help me?" Maggie called from the kitchen.
"Yeah, sure!" Hope smiled at them and went through the kitchen doors, leaving the rest behind in silence.
"What are we gonna do?" Fantasy asked.
At that moment, Jack came through the doors with most of the newsies following. "What are ya doin'?" he shouted.
Fantasy and Rave jumped up, backing a little away from their friends. Brogue and Sky stood up slowly, keeping their eyes on Jack the whole time.
"Jack... we were jus'..." Rave started, but she couldn't think of anything to say.
"Yer talkin' ta the enemy, Rave! Dat's what yer doin'! I ain't blind, ya know." Jack shouted.
"Jack, dey ain't the enemy!" Fantasy said.
"Are yeah, den who are dey, ya scabs!" Spot said. He tried moving towards them, but a couple of boys held him back.
Jack was glaring at them, shaking with anger. "You... go! Don't evah come back ta the hotel!"
"Jack, ya can't kick us out!" Rave shouted, indignant.
"Ya ain't welcome dere. Either of ya." Jack said.
"Jack, how dey gonna get back ta New York?" Racetrack asked, stepping forward.
"Dey ain't goin' back. Dey ain't welcome in Manhattan no more."
"Or Brooklyn." Spot added.
"Jack, ya can't do dat!" Skittery shouted. Jack whirled on him.
"Well, I am. If ya say one more thing, yer stayin' with 'em." Jack said.
"Go on, ya bums, get outta heah." Spot said, spitting at them.
"Jack, please..." Fantasy pleaded, but he shook his head.
"Go on, leave with yer boyfriends."
"Look, they aren't on our side!" Brogue cried out, hating to see Fantasy and Rave in such a position.
"Like I'm listenin' ta you." Jack said.
"We ain't leavin', Jack." Rave said.
"Fine, den we'll leave. But if ya come back ta the hotel..." Jack warned, and then he and his newsies were gone.
Fantasy slid down onto the closest chair, holding her head in her hands.
"It's alright, Fantasy. We'll be fine. Maggie might let us stay heah."
"I can't believe they did that!" Sky shouted.
"Dey did, alright? Calm down." Rave said. She pulled Fantasy to her feet. "Let's go ask Maggie."
Fantasy nodded, and the two of them, followed by the two boys, walked into the kitchen, finding her alone.
"Heya, Maggie." Rave said.
Maggie looked up from the sink. "Rave, dear! I didn't know you were here!"
Rave nodded. "Listen, Maggie. We'se don't have anywhere ta stay, do ya think we could stay with you?"
"Of course you can! I have an empty room upstairs! I'd love to have some company." Maggie exclaimed happily.
"Where's Hope?" Brogue asked, realizing she wasn't in the kitchen.
"I sent her into the alley to throw out some garbage." Maggie said. "Now that you mention it, though, she should be back by now."
Brogue frowned. "Ye don't think..."
Sky ran to the door in the back of the kitchen, which lead outside and into the alley. "Hope!" he called out, but no one answered. "She's not there."
"She's not there?" Maggie asked, slightly confused. "Where would she have gone?"
"She probably went home. Look, Maggie, we'll be back latah. We're goin' on a walk with them first, alright?" Rave said. Maggie nodded, and the four newsies ran for the door.
"Dey took her! I know dey did." Fantasy said. "She'll be in an alley..."
"Come on, we need to go look for her." Sky said, and they ran along the streets, checking each alley, but seeing no one. After about an hour of searching, they stopped in an alley and sat down, catching their breath.
"How are we evah gonna find her?" Fantasy asked.
"We will." Sky said, so forcefully that it caused the other three to stare at him. "We have to!"
"Why don't ye go home? Me an' Sky will keep lookin'." Brogue said.
"We ain't leavin' ya." Rave said.
"Come on, we should get going again." Sky stood up, and the others copied him. They headed for the end of the alley, but when they were a few steps away, three figures appeared in front of them, blocking their way. They turned towards the other side of the alley, and saw that it, too, was blocked.
"Leaving so soon?" a voice from above them said. They looked up and saw three figures on the fire escape. The one in the middle jumped down and landed right in front of them. "You just got here."
"Whadda want?" Rave asked, a little more bravely then she felt.
The man laughed. "Marisa, you haven't changed a bit. I'm surprised you don't know your own father, though."
Rave gasped. Was it really her father? She looked closer, and saw the deep- set eyes, the black hair, the scar above the eye... it was a face that had haunted her for a long time.
He smiled. "Welcome back to Chicago."
Fantasy's eyes widened when he said that he was Rave's father. It seemed almost impossible... and then she felt someone jump on her and push her to the ground, grabbing hold of her arms a little too tightly and pushing her back down with their knees. Her head was facing to the left, and she could see that Sky and Brogue were in the same position as her. The men that were behind them had tackled them to the ground.
Rave was the only one still standing. Her father walked closer to her, still smiling. "You and your little friends are going to have a great time with us."
Rave backed up, but couldn't go far unless she wanted to step on her friends.
"You're stuck." He nodded to one of the people on the fire escape, who jumped down and grabbed her arms, holding them behind her. "And we'll have to be sure to cover your mouths... we don't want to police hearing you, now do we?"
~*~
At the hotel, the New York newsies were getting to ready for bed, each a little surprised and hurt that two of their friends were plotting against them, and a little worried about Atlantic.
At the Chicago Lodging House, the newsies were also getting ready for bed. They, too, were a little worried. Tickles, as they had guessed, was not that bad, and had already awakened. But Brogue, Sky, and Hope were missing. Hopefully, they'd be back by the morning. As was custom, each newsie said a prayer, in whatever religion they were from, before sleep. Prayer lead those who were Catholic as the knelt next to their beds.
"Our father, who art in Heaven..."
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Dude, that was LONG. For me, anyway, lol. I know, the beginning wasn't too great. But the end was good. At least, I liked it a lot. And that's my big secret! Rave's father comes along. Mwhahahaha. I'm excited about the next chapter... well, for all the rest of the chapters. I think I'm going to try and write at least one more over break. YAY!!
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"I can't believe it!" Song shouted, watching as Doc and Red carried Tickles in. "They hurt a little kid!"
"That's war, Song." Cow said, walking into the room with Action and Target.
"Where were you, Cow?" Cricket asked.
"Having a little fun." Cow said, grinning at the two boys behind him.
"You found someone, didn't you?" Hope asked, joining in.
"Yeah, we saw three girls, caught one of 'em, too." Cow said. "Beat 'er up good, too."
"Who was it?" Hope asked, holding her breath.
"How should I know? They're all the same." Cow said, staring at Hope.
"I was just wondering..." Hope trailed off, not wanting to seem suspicious.
"How bad is he?" Cricket asked, turning to the others.
"He doesn't look that bad... just some cuts and bruises." Doc said. "Is Snoot home?"
"No, he went to the market place." Cricket said. "Doc, could you clean him up?"
"Yeah." Doc said.
"Thanks." Cricket turned back to Cow. "What happened to the other girls?"
Cow shrugged. "Ran away. Curly and Pickles followed them. They back yet?"
"Not yet." Cricket said, sighing. "I hope nothing happens to them."
~*~
Fantasy, Rave, Racetrack, and Skittery burst into Jack's hotel room.
"Jack... It's Atlantic..." Race said.
Jack jumped up and joined them, looking her over. "She needs a doctor! Wheah can we find one?"
"Dere might be one heah..." Fantasy said, and Jack shook his head.
"No, dey ask too many questions. Was she alone?"
Fantasy and Rave looked at each other. "Well, not exactly..."
"Not exactly?"
"She was with me an' Fantasy, but dere were five of 'em..." Rave said. "We split up."
"Ya split up! How many times do I hafta tell ya ta stay tagether?!" Jack cried out. "And youse two! Ya left 'em alone?"
"Jack, it ain't dere fault..." Fantasy started.
"We'll deal with dat later. Wheah we gonna put her?"
"She could go in our room." Rave said. "We'll take care of 'er."
Jack thought it over, and agreed. "Go on, bring 'er ta their room."
Race nodded and walked with Fantasy and Rave down the their room, and Skittery headed to his room, to tell the rest of the newsies what had happened.
"Look, I don't think me an' Skittery will be able ta go with ya ta Donavan's tanight. You should go by yerself." Race said after they had laid Atlantic in a bed and cleaned her up.
"If Jack finds out, dough..." Fantasy started.
"Jack'll 'ill want ta have another meetin' with us tanight. He won't notice yer gone."
Fantasy sighed. "Alright. We bettah leave now, before it gets too dark..."
"Be careful." Race said as he watched them go out the door.
~*~
When the two girls got to Donavan's, Hope, Brogue, and Sky were already sitting inside.
"Where's Race and Skittery?" Sky asked.
"They couldn't come. Jack was havin' another meetin' tanight." Rave said.
"How many people got hoit?" Fantasy asked, sitting down.
Hope sighed. "Just one. We thought that the two guys that had followed you did, but they finally got back home. And for you?"
"Jus' Atlantic." Fantasy said, staring at the table.
"Is she alright?" Sky asked.
"I don't know. We can't get a doctah for her." Rave said. "Hopefully she ain't as bad as she looks."
"Yeah." Hope said.
"Hope, dear, do you think you could come back here and help me?" Maggie called from the kitchen.
"Yeah, sure!" Hope smiled at them and went through the kitchen doors, leaving the rest behind in silence.
"What are we gonna do?" Fantasy asked.
At that moment, Jack came through the doors with most of the newsies following. "What are ya doin'?" he shouted.
Fantasy and Rave jumped up, backing a little away from their friends. Brogue and Sky stood up slowly, keeping their eyes on Jack the whole time.
"Jack... we were jus'..." Rave started, but she couldn't think of anything to say.
"Yer talkin' ta the enemy, Rave! Dat's what yer doin'! I ain't blind, ya know." Jack shouted.
"Jack, dey ain't the enemy!" Fantasy said.
"Are yeah, den who are dey, ya scabs!" Spot said. He tried moving towards them, but a couple of boys held him back.
Jack was glaring at them, shaking with anger. "You... go! Don't evah come back ta the hotel!"
"Jack, ya can't kick us out!" Rave shouted, indignant.
"Ya ain't welcome dere. Either of ya." Jack said.
"Jack, how dey gonna get back ta New York?" Racetrack asked, stepping forward.
"Dey ain't goin' back. Dey ain't welcome in Manhattan no more."
"Or Brooklyn." Spot added.
"Jack, ya can't do dat!" Skittery shouted. Jack whirled on him.
"Well, I am. If ya say one more thing, yer stayin' with 'em." Jack said.
"Go on, ya bums, get outta heah." Spot said, spitting at them.
"Jack, please..." Fantasy pleaded, but he shook his head.
"Go on, leave with yer boyfriends."
"Look, they aren't on our side!" Brogue cried out, hating to see Fantasy and Rave in such a position.
"Like I'm listenin' ta you." Jack said.
"We ain't leavin', Jack." Rave said.
"Fine, den we'll leave. But if ya come back ta the hotel..." Jack warned, and then he and his newsies were gone.
Fantasy slid down onto the closest chair, holding her head in her hands.
"It's alright, Fantasy. We'll be fine. Maggie might let us stay heah."
"I can't believe they did that!" Sky shouted.
"Dey did, alright? Calm down." Rave said. She pulled Fantasy to her feet. "Let's go ask Maggie."
Fantasy nodded, and the two of them, followed by the two boys, walked into the kitchen, finding her alone.
"Heya, Maggie." Rave said.
Maggie looked up from the sink. "Rave, dear! I didn't know you were here!"
Rave nodded. "Listen, Maggie. We'se don't have anywhere ta stay, do ya think we could stay with you?"
"Of course you can! I have an empty room upstairs! I'd love to have some company." Maggie exclaimed happily.
"Where's Hope?" Brogue asked, realizing she wasn't in the kitchen.
"I sent her into the alley to throw out some garbage." Maggie said. "Now that you mention it, though, she should be back by now."
Brogue frowned. "Ye don't think..."
Sky ran to the door in the back of the kitchen, which lead outside and into the alley. "Hope!" he called out, but no one answered. "She's not there."
"She's not there?" Maggie asked, slightly confused. "Where would she have gone?"
"She probably went home. Look, Maggie, we'll be back latah. We're goin' on a walk with them first, alright?" Rave said. Maggie nodded, and the four newsies ran for the door.
"Dey took her! I know dey did." Fantasy said. "She'll be in an alley..."
"Come on, we need to go look for her." Sky said, and they ran along the streets, checking each alley, but seeing no one. After about an hour of searching, they stopped in an alley and sat down, catching their breath.
"How are we evah gonna find her?" Fantasy asked.
"We will." Sky said, so forcefully that it caused the other three to stare at him. "We have to!"
"Why don't ye go home? Me an' Sky will keep lookin'." Brogue said.
"We ain't leavin' ya." Rave said.
"Come on, we should get going again." Sky stood up, and the others copied him. They headed for the end of the alley, but when they were a few steps away, three figures appeared in front of them, blocking their way. They turned towards the other side of the alley, and saw that it, too, was blocked.
"Leaving so soon?" a voice from above them said. They looked up and saw three figures on the fire escape. The one in the middle jumped down and landed right in front of them. "You just got here."
"Whadda want?" Rave asked, a little more bravely then she felt.
The man laughed. "Marisa, you haven't changed a bit. I'm surprised you don't know your own father, though."
Rave gasped. Was it really her father? She looked closer, and saw the deep- set eyes, the black hair, the scar above the eye... it was a face that had haunted her for a long time.
He smiled. "Welcome back to Chicago."
Fantasy's eyes widened when he said that he was Rave's father. It seemed almost impossible... and then she felt someone jump on her and push her to the ground, grabbing hold of her arms a little too tightly and pushing her back down with their knees. Her head was facing to the left, and she could see that Sky and Brogue were in the same position as her. The men that were behind them had tackled them to the ground.
Rave was the only one still standing. Her father walked closer to her, still smiling. "You and your little friends are going to have a great time with us."
Rave backed up, but couldn't go far unless she wanted to step on her friends.
"You're stuck." He nodded to one of the people on the fire escape, who jumped down and grabbed her arms, holding them behind her. "And we'll have to be sure to cover your mouths... we don't want to police hearing you, now do we?"
~*~
At the hotel, the New York newsies were getting to ready for bed, each a little surprised and hurt that two of their friends were plotting against them, and a little worried about Atlantic.
At the Chicago Lodging House, the newsies were also getting ready for bed. They, too, were a little worried. Tickles, as they had guessed, was not that bad, and had already awakened. But Brogue, Sky, and Hope were missing. Hopefully, they'd be back by the morning. As was custom, each newsie said a prayer, in whatever religion they were from, before sleep. Prayer lead those who were Catholic as the knelt next to their beds.
"Our father, who art in Heaven..."
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Dude, that was LONG. For me, anyway, lol. I know, the beginning wasn't too great. But the end was good. At least, I liked it a lot. And that's my big secret! Rave's father comes along. Mwhahahaha. I'm excited about the next chapter... well, for all the rest of the chapters. I think I'm going to try and write at least one more over break. YAY!!