A/N: From this point on the story is told from Joel's point of view.
Chapter 4: Hell On Earth
My chest hurt like a mother when I was awoken by the light. It was six o' clock in the morning. I was going to be released today. I really loved the story about the Mall, it was a great victory for us. But today we had a plan, to go around and fuck all those Bloods up. One big reason between me and Jack is that Jack's a racist and has a problem with killing. Me, I'm not racist and I have no problem with killing. Some people ask how I do it. The answer is that I don't think that the person who is getting killed has no family, no life, and he won't be missed, easy as pie.
I walked down the stairs and checked in with the nurse. She released me. I was picked up by Jack. We were going to start off the little war. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a speed dial number, "Johnny? Ok tell the boys it's time to fuck some shit up!" I hung up after I said that. Jack smiled as he drove by the North Point mall. Immediately we saw two Bloods. I grabbed a Colt .45 from the back and cocked it. I leaned out the window and fired two shots. One hitter quitter, it was. "There is the first kill!" I said to Jack. Jack replied, "Yes indeed." We got lucky and found a lone Blood. Jack slammed to a halt in front of him. I casually left the car. The Blood was shocked, "Man dose niggas said you was dead!" I said nothing, but I took a step closer to him. I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into a brick wall. He slunched down to the bottom of the wall, crumpled over. I kicked him, again and again until he puked blood. I then kicked him in the face, that knocked him out... I think.
The day was similair to the events above. Just a bunch of killings. But the day got real crazy real fast.
Around nine o' clock we all gathered in the Alley. I was surronded by many other Cabbies. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. I took a puff and ashed. "Yeah I fucked that one lonely guy up." Jack laughed, "You should've seen his face!" I knew he was putting on an act. While I was beating the guy, Jack looked the other way. He is a softie. I said, "Bullshit, you were scared and you looked the other way!" Jack was not surprised, "What?!" Joel shouted, "Yeah you know it!" Jack threw himself at me, but I decked him with a hook. He stopped the shit there. While I was helping him up bullets rained over our heads. The Bloods were attacking us from the back. I dove behind a cab and drew my Colt .45. I poked my head above the hood of the car and fired a few blind rounds. Bullets zipped and zoomed over our heads. I fired another round. "Argh!" came from some where behind me. I turned around and saw Jack lying their motionless. I was sad, for a fraction of a second. I stood up and spotted a Blood running for cover. I dropped him with one round. I ducked back behind the cab. I walked to the back and popped the trunk, I grabbed a bazooka. I slid a shell into it. I walked back to my perch and fired a shell. The explosion rocked and heated the place. I yelled, "Lets go guys," I ran to a cab and peeled out.
I rented an apartment since my house got torn up. I called all the guys and we decided to get a new hideout. We chose the Gash store in the North Point Mall.
Me and Jack walked into the mall. We walked over to the Gash store. We walked in and I said to the clerk, "You are going to let us stay here and use the back as a supply room. She had no problem. In days we filled the storage room with weapons instead of clothes. We figured the Bloods wouldn't find us there, boy were we wrong.
One day we were filling the storage room with AK-47s when we heard gunshots. So naturally I grabbed an AK and a few clips and ran outside. We saw about ten Bloods. I jumped behind a photo booth. I slammed a clip in and cocked it. I leaned out of the booth and fired, I missed. I leaned back out and I dropped two Bloods who were standing in the open. When I leaned back in an old man had jumped into the booth for cover. I grabbed him by his colar. Stuck his head out of the booth. He got shot, I jumped the body and leaned out. The Blood had exposed himself when he was shooting, so I popped him a few rounds. He definitely died. The other Cabbies cleaned up.
"Goddamnit! Why won't they leave us alone!" I yelled at Tony. Tony replied, "Damnit what do you want me to do Joel?!" I confess, "You are right, I am sorry for yelling at you." I said, "You're right, we are going to do something, let's hit their hideout over their in Downtown, ya know? By the Hyman stadium?"
Me, Johnny, and Tony were in a rubber Dinghy floating behind the Hyman Memorial Stadium waiting for the signal. A green flare shot into the air. I said, "That's it, lets go!" We hopped out of the floating device and stepped into shallow water and climbed up the rocky hill. I pulled out my Sawed Off Shot-Gun and put two shells in it. I cocked it. We crept down the dark street until we saw the hardware store they hung out at. I busted the window with my shotty and the place lit up. Bullets zipped over our heads. I fired two blind rounds into the building. I put in seven shells, the maximum, in there. I cocked the shotgun. Four of our guys went in to the store. They said it was clear so we went in there and raided the place. Tires screeched and I turned around. Three cars full of Bloods pulled up. I dove behind the counter. I noticed the cash register above me. I emptied a round and it opened. I stuffed my pockets with as much cash as I could. I stood up and dropped a man easily. I shot three more rounds into the air, hoping it'd hit something. I fired my last round and I connected, and shattered a mans face. I had only four buckshot rounds left. I put them all into the shotty. I cocked it. I opened a drawer. I saw four grenades! I grabbed one grenade. Pulled the pin, pushed the clip off, and threw it. It went through the car's window. BOOM! The car erupted into flames. The Bloods scurried off. We had won the battle!
Chapter 4: Hell On Earth
My chest hurt like a mother when I was awoken by the light. It was six o' clock in the morning. I was going to be released today. I really loved the story about the Mall, it was a great victory for us. But today we had a plan, to go around and fuck all those Bloods up. One big reason between me and Jack is that Jack's a racist and has a problem with killing. Me, I'm not racist and I have no problem with killing. Some people ask how I do it. The answer is that I don't think that the person who is getting killed has no family, no life, and he won't be missed, easy as pie.
I walked down the stairs and checked in with the nurse. She released me. I was picked up by Jack. We were going to start off the little war. I picked up my cell phone and dialed a speed dial number, "Johnny? Ok tell the boys it's time to fuck some shit up!" I hung up after I said that. Jack smiled as he drove by the North Point mall. Immediately we saw two Bloods. I grabbed a Colt .45 from the back and cocked it. I leaned out the window and fired two shots. One hitter quitter, it was. "There is the first kill!" I said to Jack. Jack replied, "Yes indeed." We got lucky and found a lone Blood. Jack slammed to a halt in front of him. I casually left the car. The Blood was shocked, "Man dose niggas said you was dead!" I said nothing, but I took a step closer to him. I grabbed him by the neck and slammed him into a brick wall. He slunched down to the bottom of the wall, crumpled over. I kicked him, again and again until he puked blood. I then kicked him in the face, that knocked him out... I think.
The day was similair to the events above. Just a bunch of killings. But the day got real crazy real fast.
Around nine o' clock we all gathered in the Alley. I was surronded by many other Cabbies. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it. I took a puff and ashed. "Yeah I fucked that one lonely guy up." Jack laughed, "You should've seen his face!" I knew he was putting on an act. While I was beating the guy, Jack looked the other way. He is a softie. I said, "Bullshit, you were scared and you looked the other way!" Jack was not surprised, "What?!" Joel shouted, "Yeah you know it!" Jack threw himself at me, but I decked him with a hook. He stopped the shit there. While I was helping him up bullets rained over our heads. The Bloods were attacking us from the back. I dove behind a cab and drew my Colt .45. I poked my head above the hood of the car and fired a few blind rounds. Bullets zipped and zoomed over our heads. I fired another round. "Argh!" came from some where behind me. I turned around and saw Jack lying their motionless. I was sad, for a fraction of a second. I stood up and spotted a Blood running for cover. I dropped him with one round. I ducked back behind the cab. I walked to the back and popped the trunk, I grabbed a bazooka. I slid a shell into it. I walked back to my perch and fired a shell. The explosion rocked and heated the place. I yelled, "Lets go guys," I ran to a cab and peeled out.
I rented an apartment since my house got torn up. I called all the guys and we decided to get a new hideout. We chose the Gash store in the North Point Mall.
Me and Jack walked into the mall. We walked over to the Gash store. We walked in and I said to the clerk, "You are going to let us stay here and use the back as a supply room. She had no problem. In days we filled the storage room with weapons instead of clothes. We figured the Bloods wouldn't find us there, boy were we wrong.
One day we were filling the storage room with AK-47s when we heard gunshots. So naturally I grabbed an AK and a few clips and ran outside. We saw about ten Bloods. I jumped behind a photo booth. I slammed a clip in and cocked it. I leaned out of the booth and fired, I missed. I leaned back out and I dropped two Bloods who were standing in the open. When I leaned back in an old man had jumped into the booth for cover. I grabbed him by his colar. Stuck his head out of the booth. He got shot, I jumped the body and leaned out. The Blood had exposed himself when he was shooting, so I popped him a few rounds. He definitely died. The other Cabbies cleaned up.
"Goddamnit! Why won't they leave us alone!" I yelled at Tony. Tony replied, "Damnit what do you want me to do Joel?!" I confess, "You are right, I am sorry for yelling at you." I said, "You're right, we are going to do something, let's hit their hideout over their in Downtown, ya know? By the Hyman stadium?"
Me, Johnny, and Tony were in a rubber Dinghy floating behind the Hyman Memorial Stadium waiting for the signal. A green flare shot into the air. I said, "That's it, lets go!" We hopped out of the floating device and stepped into shallow water and climbed up the rocky hill. I pulled out my Sawed Off Shot-Gun and put two shells in it. I cocked it. We crept down the dark street until we saw the hardware store they hung out at. I busted the window with my shotty and the place lit up. Bullets zipped over our heads. I fired two blind rounds into the building. I put in seven shells, the maximum, in there. I cocked the shotgun. Four of our guys went in to the store. They said it was clear so we went in there and raided the place. Tires screeched and I turned around. Three cars full of Bloods pulled up. I dove behind the counter. I noticed the cash register above me. I emptied a round and it opened. I stuffed my pockets with as much cash as I could. I stood up and dropped a man easily. I shot three more rounds into the air, hoping it'd hit something. I fired my last round and I connected, and shattered a mans face. I had only four buckshot rounds left. I put them all into the shotty. I cocked it. I opened a drawer. I saw four grenades! I grabbed one grenade. Pulled the pin, pushed the clip off, and threw it. It went through the car's window. BOOM! The car erupted into flames. The Bloods scurried off. We had won the battle!