AN: Well, this is where this story really starts to take off, present day,
but the prequel is important to the story line down the road. Please review
if you read the story, I really wanna know what people think of this one.
This story is not all fluff and romance, it will have an action plot,
racing etc. So let me know if you liked it or not and if you wanna read
more. I promise the team will all be in here, I just need to develop my own
team first. Definitely not a Mary sue. I am doing my best to develop the
characters as I see them in my mind. Anywho, on with the story.
*4 Years Later*
"Guys, we been livin' like this for months. What're we gonna do? I can't go on like this, no food, no electricity, livin' in this hell hole. We gotta get some money and get some food and turn the juice back on." She looked around at the three other people in the candle lit room with desperation, hoping one of them would have an idea they hadn't had last month about how to get the electricity turned back on and buy some food. She had about 3 bucks to her name and she knew the other three were in the same boat.
"Kitten, you know we ain't got no idea what to do girl. We been over this time and time again. What we need to do is get a job, that's what we need to do. But how we gonna do that wit no money to clean up an shit is beyond me." And they were all starving too, but Sean figured she knew that already. Kale and Stacy both shook their heads, they had no idea what they were gonna do either.
It was a funny looking grouping to be sure. Three black guys and one small white girl sitting in a room, lit with candles, looking desperate. They were as thick as thieves though, and down for each other no matter what. Kat looked at the three men assembled in front of her. They had hit rough patches before but never anything this bad, or anything that went on this long. They had to do something; none of them could remember the last time they ate. She thought about it harder.
The three guys looked at the bent blonde head in front of them. She was like a sister to them all, no matter how odd the looks they got when they were all together. She needed them, just to be safe in this 'hood, and they needed her because she was the meal ticket, and she kept them all sane. The girl had never let them down and they hoped this time would not be the exception, she always thought them out of the sticky situations. She was just the right mix of innocence and street smart, tough but sweet.
They called her Kitten, her name was Katherine, but call her anything longer then Kat or Kitten and you were in for it. She was so slight of build that she looked delicate. But she was tough as nails and could fight with the best of them. She was small but she was quick and could think on her feet. She had this long blonde hair, strait and to her waist. It was her natural hair color but she had the ends dyed purple. She was smart, too smart for this life, but she had no where else to go and no desire to be anywhere but with her boyz. She could do anything, but this was what she wanted to do.
Now, the three guys were smart too, but in their own street smart, thug liven way, not the way the girl was smart. She had this analytical mind that had never failed to work them out of tough spots before. She came up with the schemes and the guys executed them. The guys could protect themselves and her in any situation and the four of them were a team. They made a damn good one.
But they had been trying to clean up and get a better life for the last few months and while they were not above breaking the law they were trying to live their lives in such a way that they didn't hurt anyone. But crime was all they knew. The guys had been born and raised here in South Central and Kat's family had consisted of brothers who were not above the law either. So an illegal lifestyle was all she knew too. But that didn't mean she couldn't hope to do better for herself. And the guys deserved better too.
She thought on their predicament for another moment. Kat had an idea alright but it was mean spirited, albeit against someone they didn't know. She didn't know if it was crazy or not but hey, it would get them some cash and something to eat. She decided to throw it out to the guys and let them decide. They knew what kind of criminal things were doable more then she did.
"Ok guys, I know you're depending on me to get us out of this, so this is all I can come up with other then one of us getting on welfare or all of us getting crappy jobs doing something we hate, so hear me out, but then feel free to tell me no way and that I am one crazy bitch ok?"
They all nodded. She was a crazy bitch, but they loved her anyway. No way would these three roll with her if she wasn't. She continued,
"Way I see it the easiest way to quick money is to rob someone or something right?" The guys nodded again, wondering where this was going, she was the one who wanted to stop doin' that stuff.
"Ok, it's too damn dangerous to rob the corner stores in this neighborhood because the clerks are all armed and bigger thugs then us, so what we do is call around to all the pizza places till we find one that will deliver to this 'hood. Then we have them deliver it to an address at least 4 blocks away. You all still wit me?" The guys looked intrigued.
"Kay, once we have pizza boy on the way to the 'hood we go wait in a dark place close to the address we sent him to. Then when he gets out of his little piece o'crap delivery vehicle we stick Sean's .38 in his face, no bullets in the thing of course, and tell him to hand over the pizza and all the money he's got. Then we scatter and run back to the fort. We should get a free dinner and since this is Friday night the guy should have a bit of dough on him by this point. The old prank n' scatter only for a serious reason." She smiled at them. "But again feel free to say no way."
"Hell girl, that's way tamer then what we did for money 'for we met you. This'll be a cake walk. You guys in?" Kale looked at Sean and Stacy, they were down for whatever, they had to eat.
"I'm in." Stacy confirmed.
"Count me in." Sean said. "Best use that ol .38 has seen in a while.
"Kay, let's do this thing." Kat clapped her hands and jumped up. This was crazy but it should work. They went to the payphone on the corner. She grabbed the phone book and looked in the yellow pages under p for pizza. "Where should we send the guy? Kale, you been 'round this 'hood a long time, where's dark, easy to run away from in at least three directions, and far enough away for it to be hard for pizza boy to track us, but close enough to be an easy sprint?"
Kale gave her an address. She called around and finally hit Domino's. They were the only ones who would deliver down here at this hour. She ordered 4 large pizzas with the works, figuring any more then a pizza a person was asking for trouble when they ran. They went home to wait. "'Kay, he'll be here, or there, I guess, in 30 minutes. Sean, you got the gun ready? You're sure it's not loaded right?"
"Yeah, it's ready, and I ain't had bullets for it in so long I'm sure it's not loaded. I hope this guy is carrying enough money to make this worth while Kitten."
"Me too but hey, it's a hot meal either way right?" She laughed at her own joke. "Well you guys blend in but I'll stick out. How'm I gonna disguise myself?" The three guys looked at her. With bandanas on their heads and dressed in all black, the three of them could be any three guys in this 'hood, but she on the other hand was pretty easy to spot. First off the amount of white girls around here was small, and the amount of white girls with hair so blonde it was pretty well white, and to their waist with purple ends was even smaller.
Stacy looked her over. "Well, first off we gotta put that hair of yours under somethin'." He rooted around in his drawer and came up with a Lakers ball cap. "Put it under this. Wait, braid it." Stacy waited while she did so. Then he got out a bandana and used it to hide her hair so that none of it showed out from under the bandana. Then he put the cap on her head. "Ok, well if they ask what colour your hair was, no one'll know. Now to dress you so that they can't describe you either. You guys think we can make her look like a guy?" She was downright skinny since it had been months since they had money to eat much, so a baggy shirt would take care of disguise her upper body. She had those crazy platform boots to make her tall enough to pass for a guy, and if they put her in baggy jeans of theirs then it might just work.
The other guys had come to the same conclusion. Sean was huge, even the forced hunger strike hadn't made him lose much weight, so his pants were out, but he put her in one of his black tee shirts. Kale was the slim one so he dug out a pair of his blue jeans and she pulled them on. With her boots on she was about 5'8". She put a belt on to hold the pants up around her hips, but left them falling off her ass a bit to look like a gang banger. Then she put on one of Kale's hoodies and put the hood up over the hat. It hid most of her face.
"Well, will I do, do ya think?" She asked them.
"It'll be dark; I think you'd pass for a guy." Sean answered her.
"Shit, times up, we gotta get over there if we are gonna beat the pizza boy." Stacy said. They stepped outside into the south central evening like 4 warriors and they all ran over three streets across alleys and scoped out the way home. They all hid just as the guy pulled up in the Domino's Ford Festiva.
*Shit, I can outrun him in his fucking car if I have to.* Kat though. It was a white guy, or maybe Italian, which was surprising to them all. They figured that Dominos must have the biggest, badest, blackest guy they had ever seen to be willing to drive into this neighborhood at night alone with money. Not this wiry white guy. But white boy was in the right place, at the wrong time. Well for him at least. Right time for them. They ran up to him from every direction.
He had known delivering to this area was stupid but that punk ass kid he worked for had said that they had to deliver to where the customers were. But the man had known that no guy who wasn't armed and dangerous went to this part of town after dark unless he had a death wish, or wanted to be robbed. The pizza boy was very grateful in that moment that he drove the company car. If he had been driving his own car it would likely be stolen as of right now. Who would steal this piece of shit?
"Gimme the Pizzas and you live!" Sean shouted and stuck the .38 in the guys face. The guy handed the food over without a fight. Sean felt like the biggest dumb ass ever robbing this pathetic white boy of his fucking pizzas. He use to be one of LA's most notorious gang leaders, now he was stealing pizzas from a white dude in south central with an unloaded .38 pistol. He shook his head. Kale caught on to Sean's sudden disgust but they had come too far to give up without the money now.
"Now give us all your money man! Now! Do we look like we're kidden'?" Kale shouted at the guy when he hesitated. The man handed over his money. Kat felt bad on one hand for doin' this and on the other hand she was both high on the adrenaline and turned on by the rush.
And the guy they were robbing was hot. She had hung back in the shadows mostly, trying to stay behind the guy, hoping he would be convinced she was a man, because even from back where she was she could tell the pizza boy was sexy. The last thing they needed was for the guy to see her checking him out and then he would no doubt figure she was a chick. And that would not do. Three black guys and a white girl was easier to locate then 4 black guys or three black guys and a white guy. The wad of money sexy pizza guy gave to Kale looked sizable too.
They held him a gunpoint for a second longer while they searched the car. They didn't find anything further so they all took off running in separate directions.
The guy didn't know which one to follow so he just swore as he watched them run away from him. He would swear one of them had been white, he thought he had caught a glimpse of a white face under that hood, and he would swear that even though the person was dressed in black like the other three that it had been a female. Something about that ass as she ran away. Could have been a dude he guessed but he was going with female for now. If there was one thing this guy knew, it was the ladies. He could only give basic descriptions of them all too because they all had bandanas on their heads and faces.
*4 Years Later*
"Guys, we been livin' like this for months. What're we gonna do? I can't go on like this, no food, no electricity, livin' in this hell hole. We gotta get some money and get some food and turn the juice back on." She looked around at the three other people in the candle lit room with desperation, hoping one of them would have an idea they hadn't had last month about how to get the electricity turned back on and buy some food. She had about 3 bucks to her name and she knew the other three were in the same boat.
"Kitten, you know we ain't got no idea what to do girl. We been over this time and time again. What we need to do is get a job, that's what we need to do. But how we gonna do that wit no money to clean up an shit is beyond me." And they were all starving too, but Sean figured she knew that already. Kale and Stacy both shook their heads, they had no idea what they were gonna do either.
It was a funny looking grouping to be sure. Three black guys and one small white girl sitting in a room, lit with candles, looking desperate. They were as thick as thieves though, and down for each other no matter what. Kat looked at the three men assembled in front of her. They had hit rough patches before but never anything this bad, or anything that went on this long. They had to do something; none of them could remember the last time they ate. She thought about it harder.
The three guys looked at the bent blonde head in front of them. She was like a sister to them all, no matter how odd the looks they got when they were all together. She needed them, just to be safe in this 'hood, and they needed her because she was the meal ticket, and she kept them all sane. The girl had never let them down and they hoped this time would not be the exception, she always thought them out of the sticky situations. She was just the right mix of innocence and street smart, tough but sweet.
They called her Kitten, her name was Katherine, but call her anything longer then Kat or Kitten and you were in for it. She was so slight of build that she looked delicate. But she was tough as nails and could fight with the best of them. She was small but she was quick and could think on her feet. She had this long blonde hair, strait and to her waist. It was her natural hair color but she had the ends dyed purple. She was smart, too smart for this life, but she had no where else to go and no desire to be anywhere but with her boyz. She could do anything, but this was what she wanted to do.
Now, the three guys were smart too, but in their own street smart, thug liven way, not the way the girl was smart. She had this analytical mind that had never failed to work them out of tough spots before. She came up with the schemes and the guys executed them. The guys could protect themselves and her in any situation and the four of them were a team. They made a damn good one.
But they had been trying to clean up and get a better life for the last few months and while they were not above breaking the law they were trying to live their lives in such a way that they didn't hurt anyone. But crime was all they knew. The guys had been born and raised here in South Central and Kat's family had consisted of brothers who were not above the law either. So an illegal lifestyle was all she knew too. But that didn't mean she couldn't hope to do better for herself. And the guys deserved better too.
She thought on their predicament for another moment. Kat had an idea alright but it was mean spirited, albeit against someone they didn't know. She didn't know if it was crazy or not but hey, it would get them some cash and something to eat. She decided to throw it out to the guys and let them decide. They knew what kind of criminal things were doable more then she did.
"Ok guys, I know you're depending on me to get us out of this, so this is all I can come up with other then one of us getting on welfare or all of us getting crappy jobs doing something we hate, so hear me out, but then feel free to tell me no way and that I am one crazy bitch ok?"
They all nodded. She was a crazy bitch, but they loved her anyway. No way would these three roll with her if she wasn't. She continued,
"Way I see it the easiest way to quick money is to rob someone or something right?" The guys nodded again, wondering where this was going, she was the one who wanted to stop doin' that stuff.
"Ok, it's too damn dangerous to rob the corner stores in this neighborhood because the clerks are all armed and bigger thugs then us, so what we do is call around to all the pizza places till we find one that will deliver to this 'hood. Then we have them deliver it to an address at least 4 blocks away. You all still wit me?" The guys looked intrigued.
"Kay, once we have pizza boy on the way to the 'hood we go wait in a dark place close to the address we sent him to. Then when he gets out of his little piece o'crap delivery vehicle we stick Sean's .38 in his face, no bullets in the thing of course, and tell him to hand over the pizza and all the money he's got. Then we scatter and run back to the fort. We should get a free dinner and since this is Friday night the guy should have a bit of dough on him by this point. The old prank n' scatter only for a serious reason." She smiled at them. "But again feel free to say no way."
"Hell girl, that's way tamer then what we did for money 'for we met you. This'll be a cake walk. You guys in?" Kale looked at Sean and Stacy, they were down for whatever, they had to eat.
"I'm in." Stacy confirmed.
"Count me in." Sean said. "Best use that ol .38 has seen in a while.
"Kay, let's do this thing." Kat clapped her hands and jumped up. This was crazy but it should work. They went to the payphone on the corner. She grabbed the phone book and looked in the yellow pages under p for pizza. "Where should we send the guy? Kale, you been 'round this 'hood a long time, where's dark, easy to run away from in at least three directions, and far enough away for it to be hard for pizza boy to track us, but close enough to be an easy sprint?"
Kale gave her an address. She called around and finally hit Domino's. They were the only ones who would deliver down here at this hour. She ordered 4 large pizzas with the works, figuring any more then a pizza a person was asking for trouble when they ran. They went home to wait. "'Kay, he'll be here, or there, I guess, in 30 minutes. Sean, you got the gun ready? You're sure it's not loaded right?"
"Yeah, it's ready, and I ain't had bullets for it in so long I'm sure it's not loaded. I hope this guy is carrying enough money to make this worth while Kitten."
"Me too but hey, it's a hot meal either way right?" She laughed at her own joke. "Well you guys blend in but I'll stick out. How'm I gonna disguise myself?" The three guys looked at her. With bandanas on their heads and dressed in all black, the three of them could be any three guys in this 'hood, but she on the other hand was pretty easy to spot. First off the amount of white girls around here was small, and the amount of white girls with hair so blonde it was pretty well white, and to their waist with purple ends was even smaller.
Stacy looked her over. "Well, first off we gotta put that hair of yours under somethin'." He rooted around in his drawer and came up with a Lakers ball cap. "Put it under this. Wait, braid it." Stacy waited while she did so. Then he got out a bandana and used it to hide her hair so that none of it showed out from under the bandana. Then he put the cap on her head. "Ok, well if they ask what colour your hair was, no one'll know. Now to dress you so that they can't describe you either. You guys think we can make her look like a guy?" She was downright skinny since it had been months since they had money to eat much, so a baggy shirt would take care of disguise her upper body. She had those crazy platform boots to make her tall enough to pass for a guy, and if they put her in baggy jeans of theirs then it might just work.
The other guys had come to the same conclusion. Sean was huge, even the forced hunger strike hadn't made him lose much weight, so his pants were out, but he put her in one of his black tee shirts. Kale was the slim one so he dug out a pair of his blue jeans and she pulled them on. With her boots on she was about 5'8". She put a belt on to hold the pants up around her hips, but left them falling off her ass a bit to look like a gang banger. Then she put on one of Kale's hoodies and put the hood up over the hat. It hid most of her face.
"Well, will I do, do ya think?" She asked them.
"It'll be dark; I think you'd pass for a guy." Sean answered her.
"Shit, times up, we gotta get over there if we are gonna beat the pizza boy." Stacy said. They stepped outside into the south central evening like 4 warriors and they all ran over three streets across alleys and scoped out the way home. They all hid just as the guy pulled up in the Domino's Ford Festiva.
*Shit, I can outrun him in his fucking car if I have to.* Kat though. It was a white guy, or maybe Italian, which was surprising to them all. They figured that Dominos must have the biggest, badest, blackest guy they had ever seen to be willing to drive into this neighborhood at night alone with money. Not this wiry white guy. But white boy was in the right place, at the wrong time. Well for him at least. Right time for them. They ran up to him from every direction.
He had known delivering to this area was stupid but that punk ass kid he worked for had said that they had to deliver to where the customers were. But the man had known that no guy who wasn't armed and dangerous went to this part of town after dark unless he had a death wish, or wanted to be robbed. The pizza boy was very grateful in that moment that he drove the company car. If he had been driving his own car it would likely be stolen as of right now. Who would steal this piece of shit?
"Gimme the Pizzas and you live!" Sean shouted and stuck the .38 in the guys face. The guy handed the food over without a fight. Sean felt like the biggest dumb ass ever robbing this pathetic white boy of his fucking pizzas. He use to be one of LA's most notorious gang leaders, now he was stealing pizzas from a white dude in south central with an unloaded .38 pistol. He shook his head. Kale caught on to Sean's sudden disgust but they had come too far to give up without the money now.
"Now give us all your money man! Now! Do we look like we're kidden'?" Kale shouted at the guy when he hesitated. The man handed over his money. Kat felt bad on one hand for doin' this and on the other hand she was both high on the adrenaline and turned on by the rush.
And the guy they were robbing was hot. She had hung back in the shadows mostly, trying to stay behind the guy, hoping he would be convinced she was a man, because even from back where she was she could tell the pizza boy was sexy. The last thing they needed was for the guy to see her checking him out and then he would no doubt figure she was a chick. And that would not do. Three black guys and a white girl was easier to locate then 4 black guys or three black guys and a white guy. The wad of money sexy pizza guy gave to Kale looked sizable too.
They held him a gunpoint for a second longer while they searched the car. They didn't find anything further so they all took off running in separate directions.
The guy didn't know which one to follow so he just swore as he watched them run away from him. He would swear one of them had been white, he thought he had caught a glimpse of a white face under that hood, and he would swear that even though the person was dressed in black like the other three that it had been a female. Something about that ass as she ran away. Could have been a dude he guessed but he was going with female for now. If there was one thing this guy knew, it was the ladies. He could only give basic descriptions of them all too because they all had bandanas on their heads and faces.