Well this is chapter two of dead start. I just want to say I looooove the word squeegee! Squeegee squeegee squeegee squeegee squeegee! Anyway this chapter doesn't have any of Vash or Wolfwood…. But it has lots of Meryl and Millie so all should be well! Right?
Dead Start
Chapter 2: The Request
A very tall brown haired girl was looking out of a class room window. She sighed watching all the people beating each other up, and groups of girls giggling at hot guys. "Oh what am I doing?" she said out loud, "I'm supposed to be washing the windows." She picked up a bucket of soapy water and a squeegee, and started washing the windows.
Splat!
SQUEEEEGGEEEEEEEE
SQUEEEEGGEEEEEEEE
Splat!
"Millie! What are you doing?" a voice cried out from the doorway of a class room. Millie looked up from her work, and saw a short girl with short black hair gazing at her.
"Oh, I got in trouble again, so they had me wash the windows as a punishment," Millie said happily, taking the squeegee and started to squeegee the soapy water.
"Mille we have no time for that!" The girl cried out hastily, dashing over to Millie and grabbing her by the arm started pulling her away from the window.
"Where are we going Meryl?" Millie asked, now running with Meryl.
"Where do you think? Were going to the fight down there," Meryl painted, pointing to a group of boys shouting, and hollering, "Millie take out the camera!"
"Right!" Mille said, taking out of her long skirt an old fashion camera and handing it to Meryl. They were now really close to the fight to where they could smell the sweat and blood coming from the two boys. Meryl took the camera and started snapping madly, whether it was under all the boys' legs, or stepping on the boys to get a better view. The fight was with two boys, one who was really small, and another who was well you would call it large. The small punk was doing quite fine by the only blood from him was a nose bleed. The other guy had blood coming from cuts and his face was swelling up.
"Aw, out of film, damn." Meryl muttered to herself, standing on two punks, "Well better get going don't want to be a part of this, come on Millie!"
"Hold it right there," a random punk cried out, he had a foot print embodied in the back of his head, "You aren't going no where woman."
"Ah, as if I need some jerk to block my view of the fight," Meryl said out loud, and glared at the boy.
"Listen lady, you better start kissing my feet because I'm in the Hiro gang!" the punk cried out proudly, but failed to notice that Meryl didn't care what gang he was in.
"You think the Hiro gang is supposed to scare me? Ha that's a joke!" she laughed, watching the boy get redder and redder until he burst.
"Now you done it!" he roared, "my mamma told me not to hit girls but you're an acceptation." He charged towards Meryl, but she was ready for him. Just as he threw out a punch, she took his arm and twisted it so he flung upwards and then crashed violently to the ground.
"Why does every punk make up the mamma told me not to hit girls?" Meryl asked aloud.
"Maybe it makes them feel good about hitting a girl," Millie said absentmindedly, "but no boy should go hitting you Meryl because you just break their arms instead." Millie was smiling not quite getting the fact that all the teenagers around them were starring at her and Meryl.
"I think we've drawn to much attention to ourselves Millie," Meryl mumbled, and started to slowly walk away, Millie was quick to fallow. They could feel that eyes were still glued to their backs, but neither of them bothered to look back. The fight was over; the big guy had been knocked out with one final punch. The winner just stood looking at those two, must be reporters he though, heading to the bathroom to clean up his face.
He was right, Meryl and Millie were both reporters for the school newspaper. Any normal school newspaper would have sports finals and writing contests, but this school was all about fighting and gangs. Now most boys were in gangs, each gang was ranked from number one to ten. Most gangs got number one by beating people from other gangs and getting new territory.
Since girls didn't have very many gangs, if any they decided to have a newspaper telling about which gangs were number one and who was winning the fights. The girls did interviews on gang members, schedule fights, hold tournaments, and so forth. Yet there was a gang who didn't participate with the newspaper, and apparently this gang had been number one for fifteen years, the Dead Starts. The only thing the newspaper did know about them is their name, it was said that if you tried to join this gang you would end up dead, that's why it was called Dead Start.
"Meryl, who is in the gang Dead Start?" Millie asked, thinking about the mysterious gang.
"Who knows Millie, all people know is you don't want to mess with them, whoever they are," Meryl warned, taking the camera and putting it in a box labeled pictures.
"Millie, Meryl! I have been looking for you two," a girl cried out from a dark classroom, "We want you to do a little mission for us, it pays well."
"Sorry we only work for the newspaper…" Meryl began, but she was cut off by this strange girl.
"Oh but we want it for the newspaper," she said quickly.
"Well I dunno," Meryl muttered.
"Are you not the girls that uncovered the truth about the Nizu gang, which might I add is number two on the list?" the voice asked, "at risk to your own very lived too."
"Yes…" Meryl admitted, not knowing where this conversation was going.
"Well we want you do something of the same sort," the girl explained," we want you to find the Dead Start gang members, fallow them, and tell us everything they did," the girl growled, she sounded as though it was a life and death matter.
"Ah, but…" Meryl whispered.
"Well?" the girl demanded.
"I don't know ,I just don't know," Meryl muttered.
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