chapter 9: The pact, betraying the neighborhood and how I became a double crosser.

"I want to join club Ed" I repeated, when Eddy didn't reply and looked at me suspiciously.

Eddy thought for a while, "hmm, I don't know" he eventually said. "Please", I begged "I'm on your side now, I promise ,so please let me join, please"

"Give her a chance, Eddy" encouraged Edd. "Maybe Nazz isn't as bad as you think she is, maybe she can help us, and look how many jawbreakers she's given us, doesn't that show you she's sorry"

"Grrrr, fine" said Eddy, scowling, "We'll give you a chance", and as he spoke the next sentence, his tone became sentimental and refined "but you should know that no one gets into club Ed, the worlds most awesome and epic club, without working for it"

"I'm ready to do anything" I replied "just name the task and I'll do my best, you want more jawbreakers?, or more money?"

"That's the spirit" replied Eddy cheerfully, slapping me on the back "maybe you aren't such a selfish jerk after all, but for now, all I want you to do is get out of here, if Kevin catches us with you he'll throttle us, so for now just get lost"

Eddy continued "Think about it, and if you're really serious about joining us, come pay us a visit at our tree house later, I think you know where to find it"

"Right" I said, looking around nervously, expecting to see Kevin appearing any minute, "I guess I'll see you later dudes, have a nice day"

"And to you as well" replied Ed and Edd as I turned away to go home.

As I walked home, I felt happier than I had felt in my life, I felt I was finally after doing wrong for so long, doing the right thing. I felt that with each step I took, the weight of the sins I had committed during my life lessening, slowly but surely.

I knew that by making this choice, I had lost a lot. I knew it would not be long before the others in the "cul de sac" found out about my decision, and when they did, never again would they welcome me to their community, never again would I be regarded as one of them. Well actually they would welcome me, but not with open arms. Instead of open arms, they would welcome me with firearms. To them "Nazz the celebrity" would become "Nazz the dork", "Nazz the double crosser" and "Nazz the traitor". I knew that having made my decision, I would lose many friends, I would lose every bit of popularity and respect I had among the neighbourhood.

Killer Kevin, in particular, when he found out I had betrayed him to his enemies, would become a major threat to my life, he would be someone I would have to watch out for at all costs. Even when I was in the safety of my own safe house (my house), with all the windows and doors locked and barricaded, I would not be safe for long. For Kevin, when he found out how I gave him the double cross, would never stop looking for me, never stop hunting me down. He would be both merciless and ruthless in his quest for my head and he would never stop till he had my head on a chopping board or hung on his wall as a trophy.

I realized what I had to do, I realized the only way I could stop Kevin coming for my head, was if I came for Kevin's head first. But how would I do that when my limbs were still severely injured and wrecked from that beating I had suffered years ago?. I stood no chance against Kevin in hand to hand combat in my current condition, to charge at him fists flailing would be suicide. I realized that if I were to stand a chance against Kevin, or indeed, any of his gang members, I would have to rely not on pure strength. I would not be able to play the role of the courageous and strong warrior. I would instead have to strike from the shadows, and play the role of the opportunist and the deadly, silent rogue. I would not be able to overpower Kevin in open combat, I would instead have to wait for the moment he least expected an attack, before striking from surprise and catching him while he was off guard.

And it was not just Kevin that would be after me soon, "wreck it Rolf", Kevin's friend and loyal henchman would certainly be interested in helping Kevin catch any "traitor dorks" that were lurking around the neighborhood,."Wreck it Rolf" didn't like traitors.

And soon "Jaw-crusher Johnny", "Jackass Jimmy"and "Selfish Sarah", all part of "Killer Kevin's" evil mob, would all be after me. It woulden't matter how popular I once was among them, they would all be after me. My once calm and peaceful life as a respected cheerleader and "unattainable love interest for the others" would soon be gone. And with that life, all the friends I had made in my years in this "cul de sac" would be gone too. They would soon consider me a hated enemy, and there would be nothing but bad blood between me and them. I tried not to dwell on those thoughts.

Instead I thought how I was finally joining the right side, finally fighting for the right cause after spending so long following the wrong side instead. I was one of the good guys now, fighting for what was right and just, and if my old friends called me "evil" and "double crosser", let them, its not as if I want such people as my friends anyway. If they were willing to reject me for trying to do what was right, what was moral and what should have been done a long time ago, then they were all jerks, they were all, as Kevin said, they were all dorks.

They were the antagonists, not the Eds. They were stupid to think that it was the Eds fault that any of their misfortune occurred. They were stupid to think that all Eddy cared about was grabbing their money so that he could get rich of them all. And they were stupid to think that what they was right while what the Eds did was wrong. And the grown ups were both uncaring and ignorant if they believed what Kevin's gang said about the poor misunderstood Eds. The grown ups would obviously be of no help to me in my quest for justice in this unjust, lawless and downright unfair neighborhood.

It was up to me, with the help of my three new companions, "the epic Eds", to bring down these horrible bullies and to bring peace and fairness back to the dark and twisted city of peach creek. It was us against the world. But first, I would have to earn their trust, first I would have to show them that "Nasty Nazz" had given up her wicked ways, and become "Nice Nazz". I had to show the Eds, that I was here to help, that I had truly left the bullies for good, and that I truly was a turncoat and double crosser to the bullies.

I hoped however, deep in my heart, that there would be a peaceful solution to this, that there was some way we could all just get along without fighting each other. I hoped that somehow I could find a peaceful way to form a long and lasting truce and ceasefire to this causeless and bloody conflict and that I could convince the others to stop the mob war against the three poor dudes who wanted nothing other than to be liked and respected by the others. And perhaps there was, but sadly though I hoped, I knew that violence was the only solution to this conflict, there could be no truce between the Eds and the others as long as Kevin's influence over the neighborhood remained and so long as the other kids remained brainwashed by Kevin's conniving speeches about how the Eds were frauds who had no place in a civilized society.

And until someone taught the nasty trio of sisters who lived just in the trailer park not far from the "cul de sac" a lesson, they too would terrorize not just the Eds (who the three sisters considered "their boyfriends" though the Eds expressed no desire to be near them, or to have anything to do with them) but the entire neighborhood, and me as well. Those three demons, who were known as "the Kanker sisters", and whose names were "Loathsome Lee" , "Murderous Marie" and "Mean May" could not be allowed to go unpunished either, they had abused the Eds and indeed the neighborhood kids, long enough. It was about time someone put a stop to their evil schemes of abusing others for their own sick enjoyment. And if no grown up was going to restrain them, then I would do so in place of the grown ups. The grown ups trusted me to keep order among the neighborhood while they were away, and that was exactly what I would do. I would be the reason for the rebellion against "the Kankers" and I would be the tip of the spear against them. I would show them the error of their wicked ways, and put them back in their place, even if it killed me.

These were my thoughts as I walked home lost in thought and half in a trance. My last thought as I opened the door to my house (my parents were away and would not be back for at least another 2 months) and stepped inside, was that I would have to work hard to get as many jawbreakers for the Eds as possible. It was about time they finally got what they deserved and about time they finally ate jawbreakers like they had always dreamed of doing. Gone were the days when the Eds had gone so long without a jawbreaker that they had forgotten the taste, gone were the days when all they could do was cry as they saw other kids cramming the delicious goodies into their mouths before their very eyes. I would do my best to make sure they finally got jawbreakers like everyone else. I would not stop till every room in their houses was flooded with jawbreakers, until the Eds had enough jawbreakers to fill every fridge, cupboard, bathtub, wardrobe and shelf in their houses. Of course I needed money to do this, and I would not stop till the Eds each had enough money to buy the candy store's entire stash of jawbreakers.

That, and eliminating the bullies in the neighborhood so that they troubled the Eds no more, were my two new goals in life. I smiled as I barricaded the door to my house, and proceeded to board up all the windows too, as securely as I could. Finally I would be doing good deeds in my life , finally I would be a protagonist and a major character, not a minor character who had no relevance to the plot whatsoever, and whose only roles in the show consisted of joining the plot against three poor victims of constant nonstop abuse. Finally I would be relevant to the plot.

Three was a trio, but four was what you needed to complete a circle. And by joining club Ed, this circle would finally be complete, the power of four would finally unite and Kevin had better watch his step because we would not stop until the whole world knew that "club Ed" was the best club in the entire "cul de sac", and the best club on the planet too.

That night, as I lay in the bed, trying to sleep, I had a dream, I had an awesome dream. I had a dream where Kevin was slowly advancing upon the three Eds, about to kill them. "Help us Nazz, do something" shouted Eddy in my dream. And in my dream, I was looking out of the window of my house, armed with a sniper rifle, or a "model 700" to be more specific. And in my dream I lent out the window, gun at the ready and took aim. "Goodbye, dorks" sneered Kevin in my dream, as he advanced menacingly on the Eds, who he had tied to a lamppost securely, and raised his katana "die in hell". Kevin smirked as he raised the sword high into the air, about to bring it down onto the tied up Eds. A second later he had no emotion at all. For a second later, he had no head, for I had blown it off with my rifle. "Boom headshot" I announced proudly "Nazz plays hit on Kevin"

I stepped out of my house into the neighborhood, and quickly untied the three Eds. They showed their gratitude to me by hugging me tightly, and throwing me up into the air, cheering all the while. "you really are one of us now" said Eddy, hugging me tightly and shaking my hand "th, thank you so much for what you did for us, now we finally have reason to take pleasure in life again, now we can finally live a normal, happy life, and now "shovel chin" has finally payed for abusing us and he's finally in a place where he can't get us ever again".

"y, your welcome" I sobbed "Say, lets go to my house, Jawbreakers are on me", and at that moment, the dream ended and I woke up, distruaght that it was but a dream.

But I knew that this was not just another pointless, meaningless vision. This was a vision of what would happen, this was a peek into my destiny, this was a prophecy destined to come true whether I liked it or not. It was a prophecy that told me much, it told me that it was my duty to bring down Kevin, and restore balance and tranquility to the neighborhood and to restore it to its former glory. The sniper rifle was not what would happen, it was symbolic of what was likely to happen. I knew that with any luck, I would not have to go quite that far, and that relieved me. I did despise Kevin and his gang, but I would never wish anyone dead, for killing was wrong and hating was bad.

"Kevin" I said, as I stepped out of bed and went to brush my teeth, "you had better watch your step, cause I'm gonna be the reason for the rebellion against you". And as I said this, I picked up a dart, and threw it at a picture of Kevin I had on my bedroom wall. The dart struck the picture in the head. I meant it.

It was not simply because I pitied the Eds that I joined them, no not at all. It was because unlike Kevin, unlike the Kankers and the other rotten kids in this rotten place, they only meant well, they meant no harm, they meant only good. They were not selfish, inconsiderate and violent jerks like the others, they were different. When I looked at the three Eds, standing there with nose bleeding, eyes closed and bruised and cut faces, no matter how I looked at them I could not see them as scammers, frauds or villains who meant ill to anyone. All I could see were a trio of kind, benevolent and funny, polite and well-intentioned saints, and Eddy was the kindest of them all. If there was anyone in the neighborhood I would rather be friends with, I'd rather be friends with them. I should have realized ages ago that Kevin was not worth my time, we were nothing alike, we were two sides of the same coin. But most of all, he was a sadist and a psychopath, and a two faced vampire and liar. There were a lot of things that I could forgive but I could not take a liar. And I was here to prove his lies were all lies, and that the Eds were good, honest dudes.

And when I had finished brushing my teeth, and slipping on my clothes (blue jeans, a white tank top and a black shirt) I skipped breakfast, and stepped out of my house through a secret passage (I barricaded my house so in case Kevin led an all out attack against me and the Eds, my house would serve as a temporary shelter and safe house against the vendetta) and came out through a trapdoor well hidden behind some bushes, in a less visited and almost totally deserted part of the "cul de sac" no one had visited in ages. After covering the trapdoor with leaves and other debris I happened to find lying around, I boldly strode in the direction of "club Ed", prepared to face any trial and challenge that awaited me.

Let Kevin and the others do their worst. They had not found out about my betrayal yet, and that put me in a relatively safe position for now. What would my first day, as a turncoat bring? I thought to myself as I struggled up the ladder to the treehouse, the climb made difficult because of my severely damaged legs, and knocked on the door. "Let me in, I'm not a bully" I whispered in a voice barely audible through the door.

"Double crosser Nazz", "Turncoat Nazz" they were both titles that had a lovely ring to them, I thought to myself as I stood there and waited.

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Preview of sequel:

How will club Ed's newest member prove herself worthy of becoming a member?

How will Kevin react when he finds his closest friend has turned against him?

Will the Eds finally trust Nazz again, after all the horrific abuse they suffered from her and the neighborhood?

And will Nazz's friendship with the Eds, finally mean that the Eds are accepted into the "cul de sac"?

find out in the sequel "Nazz vs Neighborhood" coming soon...

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