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Chapter Eight

Gang War

Lucas walked out of the house and stood on the porch just as the entire opposing gang arrived outside the house. He observed as both they and the Underground Lords readied their weapons, more than ready for a fight.

Jasmine looked out at the opposition as well before leaning over to Nate. "How many are there?" she asked, narrowing her eyes in disgust at the gang.

"About twenty," Nate answered simply.

Standing nearby, Max heard the number and smirked cockily. "Heh, that's all?"

"Too few!" Jasmine added. "Let's rough 'em up!"

Max, always ready for a fight, was more than happy to oblige. "Hell yeah!"

Lucas smirked as he heard his comrades. "Jasmine, Max, where're your manners?" He asked as he walked down the steps. "That's no way to treat guests. It's common courtesy for us to know just who we're dealing with before we kill them."

Jasmine pursed her lips but didn't make a move towards the gang. "Of course Lucas..." She said as she gripped her blade in anticipation.

Lucas walked through his gang until he's standing in front of them, eyeing the other gang. "I'll get right to it - which one of you clowns is in charge?"

A red cat, wielding a switchblade of his own as well as having an eye patch over his left eye, walked through the other gang and stood in front of them, mirroring what Lucas did.

"Him?" Jasmied asked, raising an eyebrow. "The one-eyed dude?"

Max crossed his arms as he looked at th cat along with her and the others. "Looks like it."

Lucas narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Mobian before him. "Hmph, you huh? Who are you and what do you call yourselves?" he asked, slowly moving his knife back and forth under his chin.

The cat smirked and mocked Lucas's action by waving his own blade in circles. "Who we are ain't none of your damn business. What's it gonna matter seeing as how you're either gonna be dead or out of town by the time this is over."

"Who the hell does he think he is?" Nate scoffed.

"Dunno," Max replied, frowning. "Got a big fucking mouth though."

"Big mouth is right!" Jasmine said, clearly agitated.

Another member of the Underground Lords, a male brown otter, stepped up then. "Can't we just fuck 'em up already!?"

"Yeah!" said another, a female white rattlesnake. "I wanna get some action!"

The opposing gang took offense to those words. One of them, a male black hawk, shouted back, "Only action you pieces of shit are gonna see is us whooping all your asses!"

"Damn right!" a blue female lizard beside him added. "I can't wait to break each and every last one of your faces!"

The Underground Lords all began to yell out in response as well as flash their gang signs. Lucas, however, remained cool and calm amidst all the threats being yelled. He turned to his gang and held up his hands. "Easy easy," he said, getting their attention. "We'll all get down to business in due time."

Max looked over at the other gang and got a good look at their clothes. "Wait a sec..." A smirk came to his face which was followed by a dark laugh. "Heh, you fuck aren't fooling anyone. Those clothes, the red colour, those signs y'all flashed. You punks are the Crimson Blades."

"Crimson Blades!" Jasmine said as realization hit her as well. "Should've known!"

Lucas turned to look at the gang and recognized them as well. "So you are," he began. "Tell me, what do we owe the honour of having the Crimson Blades stroll onto our side of town?"

"YOUR side of town?" the red cat repeated. "Don't get it twisted mate. You Underground Fucks don't run shit here. Every piece of Blade City, from where we stand now right down to the very last corners of the streets and alleyways where the five-dollar hoes here turn tricks belong to the Crimson Blades."

"You tell 'em Joe!" said the blue lizard.

The other Crimson Blades followed suit by yelling out more obscurities and flashing their hand signs at the Underground Lords, which infuriated all of them.

"And on that note," Joe continued. "y'all have been taking up a lot of much needed space around here so we're here to take out the trash." He smirked darkly. "So, what's it gonna be? Y'all gonna pack your bags and get the fuck out of dodge, or are we gonna have to knock all your heads off your shoulders?"

Jasmine scoffed and held her blade up in a threatening manner, even more so than she did to Felix earlier. "Oh, we beg to differ!"

"It's you whose gonna get nailed!" the rattlesnake added.

The hawk from the Crimson Blades was ticked off by the females' words. "Who the fuck do you bitches think you're talking to!?"

Both of the gangs followed suit and started yelling at each other, each side ready to fight.

"Well then..." Lucas began after giving his blade a lick. "Guess there ain't nothing else to tal about." Suddenly, his eyes turned into narrowed slits as he turned to his gang. "Fuck 'em up!"

At the same time, Joe turned to the Crimson Blades. "Kill 'em all! Take no prisoners!"

"Whoo yeah!" Jasmine yelled out primally. "Attack!"

At the same time, both gangs rushed at each other. Within seconds fists are thrown, knife blades clash, and guns are fired as the two gangs clash. Blood is sprayed into the air as many gang members from both sides fall to the ground either injured or dead.

Jasmine punched the black hawk in the face and as he staggered backwards, she rushed him and drove her blade deep into his shoulder.

"Aarrgghh!" He yelled in pain before his face turned to one of pure anger. "You dirty bitches!" He reeled his fist back and struck Jasmine in her jaw.

The cocker spaniel fell down to the ground, her mouth bleeding heavily from the punch. Looking up, she saw the hawk approach her and take out a crowbar from his pants and lift it up to strike her.

"Get away from her!"

Looking up, the hawk saw the brown otter pointing a gun at him and he had no time to react before the otter snaped off multiple shots at him, hitting him in the chest. Feeling blood not only splattering out of his chest but also running up his throat, the hawk choked on his own blood. Staggering a couple of feet, he soon dropped dead to the ground, blood pouring from his chest and mouth.

The otter shot the downed hawk a few more times in the back before helping Jasmine up. "You alright?"

Jasmine nodded, spitting blood out of her mouth. "Yeah. Thanks Micah!"

Once she got her wits back about her, Jasmine saw a yellow lizard from the Crimson Blades approaching Micah from behind. Thinking quickly, she threw her blade at the lizard, hitting him in the forehead and staying embedded in it. Almost instantly, the lizard drops to the ground dead, his lifeless eyes still open as blood pours over his face.

"Thanks Jas," said Micah as he looked back at the dead lizard. "I owe you one."

Jasmine patted his shoulder before walking over to the lizard and promptly ripping her blade out of his forehead.

Meanwhile, Max had his hands full with his own fight against a green monkey from the Crimson Blades. "C'mon, c'mon! What you got!?" Max said, taunting the monkey. "You got nothin', that's right! You got nothin'!"

"You want more huh?" the monkey asked, clenching his fists tight. "Alright then! Bring it!" He leaped up and behind Max, delivering a hard kick to the back of the rat's head, knocking him down face-first to the ground. "Ha! How's that Underground Scum!?" He leapt behind Max and took out a few blades.

Max felt blood gushing from his nose as a result of landing on it when he hit the ground. Instead of feeling pain, he felt nothing but rage. "You ain't got shit!" he yelled out before quickly turning around, taking out a pocket knife, and cuts at both of the monkey's heels.

Yelling out in pain, the monkey fell to the ground, blood seeping through the cuts behind his feet. Gritting his teeth and looking up, he saw Max crawling over to him with a sick look on his face. He had no time to react before the rat grabbed him by his hair.

"Who's the scum now bitch!?" Max sneered as he tightened his hold on him.

The monkey gasped out in sharp pain as he felt his hair being pulled.

"I'm Maxwell, motherfucker!" Max declared, holding his knife at the ready in his free hand. "Remember that name!" The rat then proceeded to repeatedly stab the monkey in his neck.

Feeling the blade ripping and tearing into him, the monkey choked on his own blood before Max threw him face-first to the ground, leaving him to die as a pool of blood formed under him.

Jasmine found herself in a fight with a male purple echidna from the Crimson Blades. "Come on! You call yourself a gang member!?"

"Dirty little skank!" the echidna spat. "I'm gonna put you on your knees like the bitch you are!"

Jasmine wasn't phased by the echidna's threat and stood her ground, getting into a fighting stance, holding her blade in front of her face. "Come on then!"

Almost immediately, the echidna ran at Jasmine, catching her off guard and tackling her down to the ground, proceeding to punch repeatedly at her sides. Gasping out in pain, Jasmine blocked as many of his punches as best as she could before she managed to punch him in the mouth, knocking him off her.

Tasting blood in his mouth, the echidna spat it out before going back over to Jasmine, roughly grabbing her hair, and forcing her onto her knees, fulfilling his threat. "Now that's a hell of a good sight!"

Jasmine grit her teeth and growled. "Sight, huh? Let me teach you a few things!" Clutching her knife with both hands, she ruthlessly stabbed him countless times in the crotch.

The echidna yelled out in intense pain as he released her and dropped to the ground on his knees, large amounts of blood running down his legs and staining the ground red.

"Ha ha!" Jasmine laughed before promptly slicing his throat. "Choke on that!"

The echidna literally choked on his own blood as he dropped to the ground, dead.

Smirking proudly, the cocker spaniel stood up and turned around with her arms outstretched. "Who else wants to dance!?"

Another Crimson Blade, a silver cat, saw his companion die at the hands of Jasmine and hissed angrily as he ran at her. "Damn you!" Just as he was about to reach her, he was stopped by Felix, who stood between the two of them. "You wanna die weasel!?"

Felix practically ignored the threat and put his fists up. "C'mon, you cunt! Let's dance!"

The cat obliged and engaged in a fist-fight with the weasel. The both of them were evenly matched until the cat, from out of nowhere, brandished a knife between his fingers and slashed Felix across his face, cutting open a large gash and blood spilled from the cut.

The white rattlesnake, Cynthia, saw Felix get cut open. "Felix!" Seething and hissing in anger, she crept up behind the cat and stabbed him in his lower spine, causing him to fall. "Bitch!"

A shocked and pained expression on his face, the cat fell down to his stomach and was unable to move as the stab made him not feel his legs. In the next instant, Cynthia viciously stomped on the back of his neck, breaking it and instantly killing him.

Another Crimson Blade, a grey hedgehog, saw this and appeared behind Cynthia with a gun aimed at her head. "Damn you, you fucking bitch!"

Felix reacted quickly, taking out his own gun and pointing it at the hedgehog's head in response. "Back off dick!"

Taking his attention from Cynthia, the hedgehog spat in Felix's face. "Fuck you!"
This proved to be a mistake as Cynthia took this chance to slither down and away from the hedgehog while brutally kicking him in his groin, leaving him wide open and Felix, infuriated from the hedgehog spitting on him, fired the a bullet straight through the hedgehog's head. Blood sprayed from both the front and back of the hedgehog's head as he flew backwards and landed on the ground, dead.

"Rest in shit!" Felix said before walking over to the hedgehog and returning the favor by spitting in his face.

Meanwhile, Nate was fighting against a brown wolf from the Crimson Blades just as muscular as he was and the two of them were engaged in a test of strength with one another, seeing which of them would buckle under the other's power.

"I'll break your arms!" the wolf growled as he started to push Nate backwards.

The gorilla grit his teeth and continued to fight for dominance with the wolf. The struggle continued for a few more seconds until Nate surprised the wolf with a knee to the stomach, causing him to double over. Holding his stomach and coughing up blood, the wolf soon found himself with Nate's large arms around his neck.

"Break my arms huh?" the gorilla repeated, a smirk on his face. "Not before I break your neck!" In one fell swoop, Nate twisted the wolf's neck and snapped it in two. Feeling his head go limp, Nate released the wolf and watched as he dropped to the ground in a dead heap. Narrowing his eyes in disgust at the wolf, Nate spat on him before he looked over and saw Lucas and Joe in the midst of a knife fight.

After punching down another one of the Crimson Blades, Jasmine laid eyes on the knife fight as well.

The two gang leaders manage to slice and stab at each other multiple times, but none of the blows were fatal. Eventually, the two of them land in a deadlock with one another.

"Come on Lucas!" Jasmine yelled out. "Rough him up!"

As the fight went on, Joe got the upper hand and put Lucas on his knees.

"No!" Jasmine yelled before she started to run in to help.

Lucas looked over and saw her out of the corner of his eyes. "Jas, stay back!"

Coming to a dead halt, Jasmine did as Lucas instructed but had a worried look on her face.

Joe began to push both knives closer to Lucas's neck. "You're dead fucker!"

Seeing her leader in danger, Jasmine made another move to get to him.

Suddenly, a different look appeared on Lucas's face - a look of death. "You obviously don't know..." he slowly began in a low tone as he started to push the knives away from his neck. "...who you're fuck with!" He grabbed Joe by the back of his head, fell backwards, and pushed both of the knives upwards, jamming them into Joe's eye.

"AAAHHH!" the cat yelled out as he flailed around on the ground, holding his heavily bleeding eye. "Fuck!"

"Yeah!" Max cheered. "That's what I'm talking about!"

"Whoo!" Jasmine cheered as well.

A lot of Joe's blood sprayed onto Lucas's face, but he remained cool and calm as a smirk came to his face and he stood up, walking circles around the cat. "Like I said before, you picked the wrong gang to screw with. Heh, its pretty safe to say that you're blind now huh?"

"Fuck you, motherfucker!" Joe yelled, clutching his bleeding eye socket. "Fuck you and your punk ass friends!"

"Get him!" Jasmine yelled, more than ready for Lucas to shut the cat up. "Get him!"

Lucas licked his lips in anticipation as he grabbed Joe's hair and forced him to knees. He knelt down behind him and whispered in his ear. "You know what brings me so much joy in life?" He placed his knife under Joe's neck before continuing to speak. "This. This right here. Being in positions like this. A position of power. Knowing that I hold one's life in the palm of my hands." A sinister smirk came to his face. "It's my fucking pleasure!"

Joe grit his teeth as blood continued to pour from his wounds and eye socket. "Fuck you, you bitch-ass coward! You didn't have the balls to let me keep my eye! Can't look into the eyes of the ones you kill fucker!?"

All of the Underground Lords smirk along with Lucas while the Crimson Blades look terrified.

"Trust me..." Lucas growled out. "You won't need your eyes where you're going!" In the next instant, he savagely slit Joe's entire neck.

Blood sprayed out of Joe's neck like a fountain as Lucas released him and he dropped to the ground, bleeding out. In no time at all, the cat stopped moving and was left dead in a pool of his own blood.

"Whoo!" Max and Jasmine cheered. "Fuck yeah!"

Seeing the death of their leader, the remaining Crimson Blades started to back off.

Lucas smirked wider as he saw the blood forming around Joe's corpse and then he got an idea. "Jas," he said, calling out to the cocker spaniel. "Come on over here and give me a hand, will ya?"

Happy to oblige, Jasmine sauntered over to Lucas.

"Hold him up by his hair," the pit bull ordered.

Smiling darkly, Jasmine did so, grabbing the dead cat's hair with one hand and holding his head up.

Lucas turned his attention to the rest of the Crimson Blades, a sick look on his face. "Let this be a warning to the rest of y'all!" He also looked around the neighbourhood, knowing there were others around and within hearing distance. "Let this be a warning to all of y'all! This is what happens when you fuck with the Underground Lords!"

The pit bull turned back to Joe, knelt down in front of him, and plunged his fingers through the slit into Joe's throat. Jasmine watched on, a somewhat pleasured look on her face while the Crimson Lords started backing off in horror at what they were seeing. Lucas began to laugh insanely as he grabbed a hold of Joe's tongue and pulled it through the slit, leaving it to hang from the cat's neck along with even more blood flowing from the open wound. The Crimson Blades looked on in disgust and fear before dropping their weapons and fleeing the scene.

"Look at 'em run!" Max taunted. "Like the bitches they are!"

"Indeed!" Jasmine said afterwards, watching them run as well. "This is our turf! And if we see you again you're gonna regret it!"

"Damn right..." Lucas said as he admired his handiwork on Joe.

Jasmine looked at the cat from the front and giggled. "This is a really good look for him!"

"I agree," Lucas chuckled. "And in all due time, every last one of those GUN fucks will meet the same fate."

An excited smirk appeared on Jasmine's face. "I can't wait!"

"All in due time," said Lucas before turning and looking at the dead bodies scattered across the yard and in the street. "We have some business to take care of first."

"Yeah, the cocker spaniel said, seeing some of their dead companions amongst the bodies. "Let's get to work."

Looking to the remaining Underground Lords, Lucas summoned them to him. "Everyone, gather up all of our own. We'll give them a proper burial. As for the Blades..." He smirked once more. "Who's up for a little bonfire?"

"You know I am brother!" said Max.

"Perfect plan Lucas!" Jasmine added.

Lucas smirked and nodded at her before turning to the gang once more. "Though we may have lost some soldiers, fear not because they live on through us! We're gonna keep doing what we do, for us and for them! But hold onto that anger y'all got! Because we're gonna take that and so much more out on GUN! UGL for life!"

"UGL for life!" the rest of the Underground Lords yelled out as they cheered, hollered, and flashed their gang signs.

Nate turned to the rest of the gang. "Come on. Let's do this."

The Underground Lords nodded and began to gather up their fallen members as well as throw the dead Crimson Blades into a pile. "Heh, I dare any of the others around here to try what these fools did!" said Felix as he threw a Blade into the pile.

"They'll get fucked up too!" Max laughed as he helped the weasel and the others.

Jasmine looked down at Joe before turning to Lucas. "So, what about him?"

"Oh, don't worry," Lucas answered, licking his lips. "I got something real special for him." He looked down at her and smirked. "But you know what?"

"Hmm? What's up?" she asked.

"I need a fucking shower!" He chuckled. "I hate to be covered in the same colour these mother-fuckers wore!"

Jasmine giggled. "I heard that! In fact, we all could use one, and I'm gonna be the first one in there!"

"Whatever floats your boat," Lucas laughed. "And after we're cleaned up, we'll start our victory party!"

"Whoo! Party!" the cocker spaniel cheered.

Some time later in the house they called their base, the Underground Lords celebrated their victory over the Crimson Blades the only way they knew how - booze, smoking, alcohol, music, gambling and drugs. The females in the gang even invited some prostitutes to the house and put on a strip show alongside them, much to the delight of the males.

And standing outside the house, Lucas basked in it all - the money, the power, and the respect. With the way things were going, he'd have all he desired. Taking out a joint he had in his pocket as well as a bucket, he walked down the steps into the front yard and up to the burning pile of dead Crimson Blades.

"Always did love bonfires," he grinned before holding the joint out to the flames, lighting it, and putting it into his mouth. Taking a drag of it, walked out just outside the yard and looked up at a telephone pole that was dripping blood. "How about you?"

Swinging back and forth in front of him was a naked and castrated Joe, hung up by his hair with a rope that had been tied to a knob behind the pole and his tongue still dangling through the slit in his neck.

"What's wrong?" Lucas asked, as he leaned closer to the dead feline's body. "Cat got your tongue?"

Bursting out laughing, the pit bull held up the bucket and splashed the contents of it, which turned out to be gasoline, all over Joe. Throwing the bucket to the side, Lucas took his joint out of his mouth and dashed a small bit of ash off it and onto the body. In a split second, the corpse was engulfed in flames.

"Heh heh, can't wait to have every single one of the GUN fuckers lined up and burning on every single street in this city!"

With that being said, Lucas laughed in pure hysterics before he put the joint back into his mouth and took a long drag of it as he made his way back into the house to celebrate with his gang, leaving the Crimson Blades to burn away outside.

Yeesh! Brutal! That was if you managed to read though this part! Next chapter we check back in on Team Dark!

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