Spade's P.O.V.
"You'se gots ta be jokin'!" Clover screeched at the top of her lungs. Eyeing the stolen boy clothes like they were snakes. The Brooklyn citizens stared at them shaking their heads, but they were used to odd happenings, after all it is Brooklyn. "They'se boy's cloathes! They'se ICKY!" Diamond stared at her blankly, though her thin lips were twitching, a sure sign of anger. I sighed wishing this was over with, it had gone on for an hour at least. My poor fingers itched for the thrill of rolling the dice.
Heart's face remains gentle though her leg is shaking, which shows any of her strong emotions. "Clo, sweetheart, we are safer this way." Her proper voice soft and soothing, the only time she ever had her old New York accent was when she was really happy, sad, mad, or cursing like a sailor. "Would you like boars like the Delancy brothers coming after you again, this way we can make a living. We are free of men hunting us in that way, when we're dressed like them." Heart wraps one of her arms around Clover's shoulder. "Understand?" Clover looked unsure for a moment but then muttered 'sure', "Good".
"FINALLY!" I spat darkly at Clover; traveling deeper into the ally, behind a trash can I strip of my filthy skirt and blouse. Leaving my undergarments I dress in a boy's shirt and trousers. Coming out from behind the trash can, Heart walks over with a long bit of cloth binding my breasts before I put the vest on. She then weaves my dark hair into a tight braid and wraps it into a bun on the top of my head. I stand in front of a broken mirror and fix the cap on my head, taking in my reflection; I look like my brother Anthony. Clover goes next a couple of her curls slipping out on her forehead. Then Diamond changes with a soft hair out of her face, it make her look even fiercer and taller. Heart goes last, I almost didn't recognize her with the red bandana not visible and the cap making her oval face look forlorn and her eyes a blank gray.
Reaching the Brooklyn market square after we bought some papes on the way, Diamond and Clover begin weaving through the large nosy crowd picking pockets. While Heart and I screeched fake headlines in lower voices, selling papes to people with pity in their eyes.
Little did they know that one of The Spot Conlon's right hand men had seen them at the newspaper distribution center had seen two strange newsies buying papes. He also took note of their other two friends whom were discreetly pick pocketing. "Spot ain't gonna enjoys this."
Spot's P.O.V.
Surveying his kingdom from his normal post, yes he enjoyed calling his territory that. Glancing at the glow of gold from the sun on the river, he was struck with the memory of Lucy (Heart's nickname). Quickly he shook his head, No! She's better off now! All fancy and fat, with maids waiting on her every whim, and a loving family.
His remorseful thoughts were interrupted by Mouse; his right hand man Rattail's little stalker. They're always together something must have happen. Mouse panting trying to catch his breath, "Rat…saws foar strange kids, twos of them'se sellin's papes an's the othar's pick pocketin'!"
My lips tighten, HOW FUCKING DARE THEY COME ON MY TERROITY! SELL AND STEAL FROM MY PEOPLE! Mouse winced when my eyes turned sharp like knives and my face became dangerously blank. My voice came out soft, "I'se see. Grab sum guyse an' have them helps Rat, asscourt our new buddies, heare." Mouse nodding, looked at me to see if I was done, but made the mistake of meeting my angry eyes. "NOW MUTHAR-FUCKER!" Mouse then raced off to get some newsies to help and I went back to watching over my kingdom.
Spade's P.O.V.
I only have ten papes left, thank the Lord Almighty, it got hard after a while.
I heard Clover's familiar shrieking and Heart's fierce sailor curses rising. Two pairs of strong arms clamp around me and as much as I struggle I couldn't get free. I looked around Clover like myself was gagged, Diamond got free and was taking on seven of the brutes, eventually got knocked out cold. Seeing this Heart went crazy and broke free from the guys holding her. She ran and pounced on one of the men holding Clover. Scratching, biting, punching, slapping, and kicking. Heart managed to knock ten of the goons down before one of the guys holding me held a sharp knife to my throat. She instantly froze when she saw the knife on my throat, tears of frustration streamed down her face, her eyes darting from the knife to my eyes. Heart let them drag her away, with her fierce eyes still locked on me.
Heart's P.O.V.
I can't believe I let them get my family! I should have distracted the goons so they could get a way. There's Diamond being dragged along like a rag doll, blood slipping from a spilt lip. Clover looked at me for reassurance and Spade looked at me with understanding.
We neared the pier, with half-nude boys jumping off the sides. Diamond was still out cold; Spade and Clover paled at the way the boys eyed them. Since the pier was so narrow, the lads hauling me went first. My hat had fallen off in the fight showing my braided hair, all disheveled. As we passed the first group of lads, one of them pinched. Rage consumed me and I lost control. Opening my mouth, my sailor curses coursed out.
Spot P.O.V.
I heard rather then saw the group first and was actually taken back by the crudity of the curses. How odd, kinda sounds like a girl's voice. When they came into view I was surprised and angry to see most of my lads were either out cold or limping. My eyes trailed to the black kid out cold, and the frighten red head, she's gagged so she's not the one cursing. A small child, probably Italian trying to remain impassive but failing, also gagged. The last was the source of the racket, golden blonde hair so familiar but it couldn't be. The blonde girl while cursing kept looking at the Italian, he then saw a glint of sliver, a knife against the kid's throat.
They stood in front of my perch, the blonde continue to curse.
"SHUT DA FUCK UP!" She paused surprise to see who stopped her rant, her face angelic and heart shaped, with dirt smutches all over, making her look like a fallen angel. As soon as her eyes found mine, I knew it was Lucy. She frowned sweetly, as her mouth hung agape.
Heart's P.O.V.
It can't be! But it is! It's…
"DANNY!" I screamed my heart filled with joy, oh how he's changed, he's grown so much! His natural pompous smirk creep onto his face. I started to struggle against the morons holding me from Danny.
"Let her go!" Danny snapped all controlling and commanding, if the situation weren't this odd I would laugh at him. But to my surprise they let me go hastily. I flung myself on Danny who had been making his way steadily toward me; I knocked both of us over. I clanged to him like he was my very last lifeline, pressing my head into his muscular chest I started sobbing in joy. Now everything will be all right…