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Ben sat with his hood up alone in the dark corner of the busy hookah bar. A smoky haze filled the air. He picked up his bottle of coke. He took a sip of the drink. He looked around at the patrons of his friend's business. It was good to see the small bar was starting to boom. A big group walked in. First thing he noticed was they were all wearing the color purple. The 'Three Kings' were the local top dogs as far as the gang world was concerned. Ashi took notice of the group and gave them a stale welcome. The gangs usually kept to themselves in the small bar. Ashi took their orders and began the work preparing their hookahs.

Ben noticed something that made his pulse quicken. A young man had his arm around one of Ben's ex-girlfriends. How she was sucked into the crime world was beyond him. The large group sat on the sofas across from him. His ex-girlfriend's finger pointed in his direction as she whispered in his ear. "This woman lives on starting drama…" Ben thought as he calmly got up. He slowly maneuvered around the other patrons and approached Ashi. He gave Ashi the last two dollars in his wallet.

"You're leaving?" Ashi asked he looked concerned.

"Yeah, I made a few friends in purple…" Ben said nodding at the gang.

"These gangs will be the end of me I swear…" Ashi said.

Ben headed for the door. He glanced over his shoulder as he opened the door into the cool outdoors. The men had gotten up at once to follow him. He walked past his chained up bicycle and around the corner to the back of the plaza. There was no one around. The gang followed right behind him.

"Hey!" The leader yelled.

"Yeah?" Ben said back.

"You're the Halo guy right?" He said.

"No, I don't know what you're talking about…" Ben replied.

"Don't screw around with me!" The leader yelled and pushed Ben onto the asphalt.

Ben got up and tackled the gang leader. He pounded the leader for a few seconds before the gang pulled him off. One member held him back while they beat him mercilessly.

"You don't look so tough now." The gang leader laughed.

Ben spat blood onto his face. "So… How'd you win her? I doubt was your look…" Ben huffed.

"I got what the ladies like money and power!" The gang leader said.

"Please, you're a peon. You're a dime a dozen. The man holding me back today could stab you in your sleep tomorrow." Ben said.

"Shut up!" The gang leader yelled. He punched Ben in the face.

Ben's ex-girlfriend turned the corner. She smiled as she saw the gang mercilessly pummeling Ben.

"Well, if it isn't the lady of the hour, Jacky." Ben smiled with blood running down his face. "So what happened to the medical school guy? I liked him." Ben laughed.

"He got into a car accident." Jacky said, "Nasty scar…"

Ben looked over to the gang leader. "Once there's any sign of trouble she'll bail on you. You really want that?" Ben said.

Before he could answer, blaring sirens were getting closer. The gang did not want to risk a confrontation with the police. The gang left Ben in the gutter as they headed for their cars.

"The night is at it's darkest before the dawn." Said an elderly woman. She emerged from the shadows.

"Look woman! Do I don't need your motivational crap!" Ben yelled. He looked up to see whom he was yelling at. It was an old Gypsy woman she was blind in one eye. Ben felt bad for unleashing is anger on her. Not that he believed in Gypsy curses or anything like that. Gypsies were more likely to follow you home and slit your throat in your sleep.

"Don't lose sight of your passion. It will serve you well in the days to come." She offered her hand to him.

Ben gripped it. The first thing he noticed was how soft and warm her skin was. She pulled him out of the gutter. Ben no longer felt like he had just gotten the daylights beaten out of him. His wounds had closed instantly. The gypsy was gone.

Ben pulled his hood up, got on his bike, and pedaled as hard as he could. He got to his slummy apartment in record time. There was a note taped to the door. "Call me, land lord." was all it said. Ben was behind two months in rent. Eight hundred a month for one room a bathroom and no kitchen. The landlord began price gouging after the economic crash.

Ben tore the note off the door and threw it in the trash and then into the trash bin. He took a cold shower as he thought about what his in counter with the gypsy woman. He toweled off and got his cloths on. He sat down in front of his tiny TV. He put a movie into the 360. He stared blankly at the movie he had seen hundreds of times over. He kept replaying the night's events in his head. He practically jumped out of his chair. He kicked his desk making a huge racket. "So much for pretending to not be home." Ben thought.

Ben got up and headed to the door, expecting to be met with his landlord. He opened the door slowly, he was met his former teammate AJ.

"AJ?" Ben said.

"Yeah, Ben I wanted to talk to you." AJ said.

"You wanted to talk? So you drove all the way over here? You could have just called." Ben said.

"Well, that would be the easy way out… The point is I'm here now." AJ said.

"Right well come in." Ben said. He pulled up his rolling chair and sat on the bed. "Sorry I would offer you a drink. But, the water here is brown."

"Right. Well I wanted to talk about the team." AJ said.

"Ok what about it?" Ben said.

"I want to restart the team. We need this." AJ said.

"I don't know… Those were…" Ben said as he rubbed his chin.

"Those were good times. Sure, there were fights. Moreover, we had our own fair share of struggles. However, we had adventure and a close circle of friends. Let's face it we need Team Light." AJ explained.

"You had me at the word 'Those.'" Ben smiled.

"So you're in?" AJ asked.

"Yeah I'm in. So do you know where Mid is?" Ben said.

"I have a few possible leads." AJ said.

"Well let's go find him." Ben said.

"Shouldn't we just call him?" AJ asked.

"That would be the easy way out, right?" Ben laughed.

"Well, shall we take the Ben-mobile?" AJ said.

"The Ben-mobile got stolen… then set on fire… then found by the police… who returned it to me… then junked by me… for rent money…" Ben said with a remorseful look in his eyes.

"Well we can take my jeep. It's not like I need to pay for gas or anything…" AJ sighed.

They walked out of the apartment building. AJ took this time to really absorb the sights of the city.

"What happened to this place?" AJ asked.

"I don't know. The economy crashed and then there was a surge in crime." Ben said, "So where exactly is Mid?"

"He's last mailing address is a year old." AJ said.

"Oh well, a least your information is up to date. Maybe we should have called him." Ben said. The Jeep sped off into the abandoned streets.