Chapter 4: Escaping the Enemy

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Disclaimer: I don't own Bully or any of the series that cross over with it in this fic. I do, however, own the OCs.

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Ellone made her way to the cafeteria table where her fellow punks were gathered with the exception of the two that were expelled from the clique. She frowned as she sat down, glancing at each of her fellow clique members.

"Let me guess, Ross and Cody failed?" her second-in-command deduced, not surprised.

"Yes, which means we'll have to prepare for plan C, go straight there and capture him as the entire clique. There are nine of us here, so we should be able to take on whatever people Connor and Jimmy send against us."

"Jimmy?" one of the other punks asked.

"Yes, Jimmy, I don't know his last name, but he was the King of the School who attacked the three of you on our first incursion," she commented. "We'll have to strike him first before he goes after us and before that Connor brat exposes the location of our hideout. We know he has it on that computer of his."

"So, when do we head out?" Butch inquired. "Plus, aren't you worried that the other cliques will see us all going on the bus?" His concern was evident in his voice.

"We go this afternoon and we'll use a different bus stop, maybe the one five miles away in Lemon Brook," Ellone told the others, a grin appearing on her face. "No one should see us board that one. So, are you all ready?"

"Yeah!" the others cheered.

None of them noticed the Bluetooth receiver underneath the table.

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"It's affirmative," a boy said to Fillmore while they were surrounded by showerheads going at full blast inside the boy's locker room, fully clothed. The boy who was talking to Fillmore was extremely skinny and wearing a red shirt and a black ski hat. "They're currently planning on making a strike against Bullworth this afternoon!"

"Good thing Connor has that Jimmy kid for a friend, he could use it," the black boy replied, adjusting his glasses. "Double D, you are to continue monitoring the Punks and keep an eye on the rest of the cliques as well. Let me know if there are any more developments."

"Yes, sir!" he exclaimed, willing to do whatever the others needed him to.

"Alright, now to get a team to go to Bullworth again with me," he told himself, realizing he didn't have the time to do so. There was no way they were going to make it there before the Punks, especially without anybody noticing.

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Unfortunately for them, they weren't the only ones monitoring the Punks' little meeting. There was another unsavory clique that had gotten ahold of the Bluetooth frequency and listened in on it.

"So, he is in Bullworth," a boy in his mid-teens wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, a V-neck vest and a brown scarf said after listening to the conversation from a nearby table. He felt a grin come across his face and turned towards the others of his clique.

"So, boys, ready to go on a little trip to Bullworth. It sounds like something exciting's happening there," the clique leader remarked. He was quite a bit shorter than the others and was a bit on the pudgy side with black hair that was already starting to recede. "Who knows what we'll find there!"

"It might be better to wait for these Punks to get back. Either that or we should send a couple of us to scope out the situation," another member of the clique in a similar getup suggested. "We should proceed with caution. Besides, from the sound of it, this Jimmy boy has a beef against the Punks and it would be unwise to get on his bad side."

"Maybe you're right," the clique leader said, still grinning. "But if Connor's there, then we should go get him ourselves!"

Soon would be the glory of the Hipsters clique. But for now, they had to wait.

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Jimmy entered into the cafeteria at lunch. Apparently, the kitchen had been completely sanitized by then because they were already serving food, but due to the lack of a cook at the school, the teachers had to volunteer to mixed results.

"Well, it may be burnt but at least there isn't a nail in it," Connor told the rest of the group at his table and wincing as he ate into his charcoal pancake. Somehow, he now had a group of non-clique students hanging out with him including Ray and Angie. Also, Pete and Zoe were there along with some nerds. The former was a surprise since Jimmy hadn't seen him much lately due to the boy's busy job as head boy.

"Hey, Jimmy," Pete greeted. The boy was still as quiet as ever except for when he was dealing with the student council. At the same time, he had replaced the pink shirts that Gary had ruined with a plain white one.

"How's it going, Jimmy?" Fatty asked with a smile.

"Hey, quite the following you've got here," the King of the School remarked to Connor.

"Yeah, I thought it would be fun to have lunch together," the heavy blond responded. "So, what's up?"

"Not much, just surviving the day," Jimmy replied as he sat down, ready to eat his undercooked pizza. He didn't mind, though, since like Connor said, it was still better than Edna's cooking. In some ways Jimmy had to wonder what happened to that old bat, but at the moment he didn't care too much. She got what was coming to her, though, that was certain. In some ways, he almost regretted not letting all the other kids crash her date with Mr. Watts.

"So, what's the plan with the Punks?" Connor inquired.

"Well, we now know where their base is, we just need to find the best time to go there and take them out before they go after us," Jimmy told his protégé. "So, why is everyone after you, anyway?"

"Well, I have some stuff against them on my laptop," the fellow blond replied, not letting too much out. "I had to get rid of it, stashing it somewhere they couldn't find it at."

"You had to get rid of your computer? You had a computer?" Ray asked. "Wow, buddy, I wish I had one!"

"Same here," Angie remarked.

"Hey, so how come you guys are here?" Jimmy asked the nerds at the table.

"Earnest said that Connor couldn't join the nerds since he wasn't nerdy enough," Fatty responded.

"Yeah, about the only thing I don't do is wear glasses, hah!" Connor exclaimed. "Then again, I'd rather not be a part of any clique anyway."

Jimmy chuckled at that one. "Yeah? Can't blame you." Then he remembered the paper with the address on it. "Hey, is this address what I think it is?" he asked as he handed the small piece of paper to Connor who eyed it for a second.

"No way," he mumbled. "Where'd you get this?"

"Some dude gave it to me. He didn't say much about it," Jimmy told him.

Connor shook his head. "No, definitely not. It's the address to somebody's house. Who gave it to you?"

"Some black guy I've never seen before," Jimmy responded.

Connor knew exactly who that was. "If they know where we're at, then it's about time one of the other cliques found me as well," the heavy blond told his friend, shaking his head. He was afraid. And if they found him and caught him, then the next step would be to go after…

"So, why did you transfer schools, anyway?" the King of the School asked.

"Bullying. Some friends of mine worked with me to set up a system keeping track of all the cliques in case things went to pot as well as lowering the amount of bullying in the school. Then all the sudden, everyone started going after me and the group I was working with was disbanded. I'm not sure why it happened, either, since only the most trusted members of the Safety Patrol were in on it. Then all the sudden the Student Body President sent everybody after me and my friend Horatio so that we had to change schools last summer. It was so weird."

Jimmy shook his head. "That is weird. So, who's this President guy, anyway?"

Just when he asked that, the bell rang. "Well, I guess we better get to class. His name is Parnassus, but other than that I didn't even have any dealings with him. Let's go."

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History went by pretty fast and it was just about Ancient Egypt and Mesopotamia. Still, during the entire afternoon, all Jimmy could think about was how Connor seemed to have friends already despite being the new kid and despite the friends being among the nerds as well as fellow non-clique students. He even had a Jock on his side if his dealings with Bo the other day said anything.

Jimmy had to worry that Connor was influencing everyone too much and wondered if the other blond could end up turning into a rival like Gary was, possibly even starting his own clique. The King of the School glanced over at his new friend, who was just paying attention in class and taking notes on the teacher's lecture about the Epic of Gilgamesh and how it was one of the oldest pieces of literature in the world. He seemed so unassuming.

Then there was the question of how he could have attracted the attention of the President of his old school. He realized that there had to be more to this than even he let on. He wondered if the traitor on his old school's safety patrol was one of the two people he met the day before.

He had a feeling that the answer was going to be something totally unexpected.

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Following the punks from a distance was difficult for Fillmore and Ingrid in their work as members of the disbanded safety patrol. Plus, it was clear that they were trying to throw off the trail by going to a bus station in the complete opposite direction of Bullworth.

"Nine of them. The only ones that are missing are the ones that went to Bullworth yesterday," Ingrid commented, glancing at her close friend. "It must be serious."

"You got that right," Fillmore remarked. "They must have realized that there was no way they were going to take on Jimmy Hopkins with only a few of them. Unfortunately, there are too many for our little resistance cell to take on."

Ingrid realized that he was right. There were only five members remaining of the safety patrol, not counting Connor or Horatio, since it was disbanded officially towards the end of the previous school year. They were going to need to figure out a way to recruit more secretly if they had any hope of taking on Parnassus or any of the cliques that swore loyalty to him.

The bus drove off. It was obviously headed in the direction of Bullworth.

Fillmore pulled out his cell-phone and dialed the number of Bullworth Academy.

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"Hopkins, you are to report to the principal's office immediately," Jimmy heard the secretary say over the intercom.

"Well, I guess I had better go," he told Connor as they were about to leave History class. "See you around." Connor stood there kind of perturbed as his new friend left.

Jimmy immediately made his way up the stairs and to where the principal's enamored secretary was sitting, going over paperwork.

"I didn't do anything, I swear," were his first words upon reaching the office.

"Oh, hello, Jimmy Hopkins, it turns out that there's a phone call for you from your cousin," she told him, handing him the phone.

"Cousin?" he asked, slightly confused. He knew he had cousins on both sides of the family, but he only had any contact with the ones on his mother's side and only at family reunions. He hadn't seen any on his father's side in years since his parent's divorce when he was three. He held the telephone to his ear.
"Hello?"

"Hello, it's your cousin, Ingrid," she said on the other line. Now he knew his leg was being pulled, at least until he realized who it was.

"Oh, hi, long time no see. Are you coming to visit?" he inquired, faking a smile.

"Unfortunately, I can't, but I can tell you that Elle is coming to visit along with all of her friends," the dark-haired girl replied. Since there was a chance the call was being monitored, Ingrid was speaking in code but in a matter that she had hoped that Jimmy could understand. "Give them the best hospitality you can give them."

"Alright, it's good hearing from you," he replied, trying to figure out how to deal with the punks. From the sounds of it, he was going to have to go up against all of the punks at once, something he wasn't exactly prepared to do. He was actually hoping to find their base beforehand and confront them there, but that wasn't to be.

"Goodbye, Jimmy!" Ingrid responded.

"Bye," he said, hanging up the phone. He was going to have to prepare by getting Connor to a safe place. That is, if he could find him. He searched for him by first heading straight to the boy's dorm room and spotting nobody inside.

Crap! He cursed to himself before heading into his own room to grab his best weapons and put them in his backpack. This is going to suck!

After he packed his bag, he zipped it up and put it on his back before turning around to see another unknown student in the doorway before the student disappeared. He thought that the person was just a nerd in odd clothing including a scarf and black-rimmed glasses. He looked around the hallway as soon as he walked out of his room, clutching onto his spud gun just in case, but there was hardly anybody in the hallway. Finally, he concluded that he was just seeing things and walked out of the dorm, not noticing the Hipster come out from around the corner.

"Subject: Jimmy is on his move," he told his superior.

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Upon exiting the dorm, he immediately made his way to the girls' dorm and got Zoe.

"You got a call saying that all the Punks are headed this way?" she asked, confused.

"Yeah, exactly," he exclaimed as they headed for the small garage where his moped was parked. As they ran, he hurriedly typed a message to all the clique leaders to have them search for Connor or any of the Punks. He wasn't going to hold back, especially if he wasn't just seeing things back at his dorm.

He made his way to the moped and got on with Zoe holding onto him from behind as he put his helmet on and started up the motorized vehicle, heading straight down the side road from the school and into Bullworth. "Do you even know where to go?" Zoe yelled over the noise as the two of them sped through the roads.

"No, but I have an idea," Jimmy replied with a grin, ready to kick some serious Punk butt.

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In the basement of the Dragon's Wing comic book store, a group of nerds were busy playing Grottos and Gremlins when Earnest made his way downstairs. The head nerd glared at the sight of two non-clique students amongst the RP'ers: Connor and Ray. He ruled the clique with an iron fist and he didn't want either of them there. "What are they doing here?" he asked.

"Hey, who said we couldn't come?" Connor asked.

"This is a club meeting!" Earnest exclaimed.

"We're not even doing anything club-specific other than playing RPGs," Fatty countered. "Plus, they helped us start on that mod for Omega Scrolls the other day, right?"

Ernest still glared. They didn't even wear glasses for crying out loud!

It was at about that time that another pair of non-nerds showed up, though due to who they were, Earnest didn't bother telling them to go away. "Oh, hey, Jimmy," he said, rather unhappily.

"Hey, Earnest, where's… Oh," Jimmy muttered before glancing over at Connor, who was playing the RPG along with the others. The other blond waved.

"Hey, how's it going?" he greeted.

"The entire Punk clique is on its way and you're down here, playing some role-playing game?" Jimmy asked, irritated.

"Hey, if they come, they won't know to find me here," Connor replied, rolling some dice.

"You know, he does have a point," Zoe told her boyfriend. Hearing that, Jimmy resigned to staying down there with the nerds. None of them noticed Earnest slipping away upstairs.

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Cletus and Gwyneth, two of the nine punks that were busy combing the town of Bullworth while trying to avoid being sighted by the local students, happened to be in the area around the comic-book shop, going from place to place to try and find the brat. "Hey, girlie, you ever see this fatso?" Cletus asked in a husky voice. He bore a massive Mohawk that was died black and had thick black eye-liner on.

"No, why would I look at someone like that?" the prep girl countered in disgust.

"Hello, dear, have you seen this boy?" Gwyneth inquired of a man who looked in awe at her gravity-defying, pink Mohawk.

"Uh, I don't think I have. Why?"

"No reason. He's just an old boyfriend," she lied.

It was at about that time that they came across someone who did see him. "Hey, dude, you see this idiot?" Cletus inquired.

"Maybe," Earnest replied with a smile. "I'll tell you where he is if you give me a twenty."

"Ugh, there goes my lunch for the next few days as well as my hair gel. Crap!" he complained, handing Earnest twenty dollars. "Tell us where he is, nerd!"

"In the basement of Dragon's Wing Comics," the head of the nerds replied. He was going be happy to get that nerd wannabe out of Bullworth.

"Hehe, thanks bud. Just so you know, if you're wrong, we're going to light your house on fire!" Cletus exclaimed, moving towards the comic-book store.

"Are you really going to do that if the nerd was lying?" Gwyneth inquired.

"Oh, heck yeah! The little shrimp'll deserve it!" he declared, despite not knowing where Earnest actually lived.

As soon as they entered into the store, the cashier's cheerful demeanor changed into an irritated one. "What are you doing here?" he asked as Cletus pulled out a firework.

"This is a stick-up, fatso! Give me all your money and have Connor come upstairs, now or we'll blow this place sky high!" the black-haired Punk threatened.

The comic-book man shivered, getting up and opening the cash drawer, thankful that he had already put most of the money into the vault only a few minutes before these punks even came by. He didn't like what he was about to do.

"Connor, come up here! Some of your friends are here!" he shouted down the stairs, his worry not escaping his voice.

After a few seconds, they could hear chatter inside, but nobody was coming their way. "Okay, tie this fatty up. We're going in!" Cletus exclaimed.

"No, that's a terrible idea. We have no idea how many nerds are in there and there's only enough room for us to go single file," Gwyneth told him, glaring. "We should call the others so that they can come here."

"Aw, you're no fun!"

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When Connor heard the owner of the comic-book shop call out for him, he thought about going up there but then realized that the man sounded like he was being forced to have him come up there. Plus, the mention of friends only increased his suspicions that the Punks were behind this.

"The Punks," Jimmy said with a large amount of spite. "Okay, we're going to have to take these guys on!"

"No, that's not a good idea!" Melvin objected, blocking Jimmy's route upstairs. "The hallway to the entrance of the comic-book shop is only big enough for one person to go up at a time. You'd be killed!"

Jimmy knew that the nerd was right. In fact, he realized that he didn't know what they were up against. For all he knew, the entire clique could have been up there, Ellone included. "Okay, then," he started to say before getting quiet. "We'll use the back door."

He walked over and opened it, peeking outside to see if there were any punks out there. He saw a couple walk by in the distance, apparently heading for the comic-book store to aid their fellow clique-members but they didn't notice him, nor did they notice the back door.

"Come here, we're heading out. I know another place where we can hide," the King of the School whispered, gesturing for them to follow and so they did.

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"Come on out, kiddos!" Cletus shouted down the stairs after pocketing his money. As far as he could tell, nobody else outside the store had noticed that the store had been robbed or that there was a hostage situation. Zack Owens was already tied up and gagged, sitting on the side and glaring through his glasses at the two Punks.
Then he saw the door open and a few more of those accursed punks entered into the store including a woman who looked like she was the one in charge. She just had that demeanor about her.

"So, what's going on?" Ellone asked the duo that had taken over the comic-book store roughly, hoping for good news.

"We've got them trapped in the basement. Ha!" Cletus exclaimed, grinning madly. "Hey, bozos, come up here or we blow this store sky high with you in it!"

Ellone rolled her eyes. "Haven't you just tried going down there yourselves?"

"We can only go down one at a time. As soon as we start going downstairs, they're bound to open up the door and start shooting at us with their slingshots or bottle-rocket launchers," Gwyneth responded. She learned this from playing too much Ringworld on her Y-Box.

"What about the back door?" Ellone questioned, irritated at two of her subordinates for not doing anything other than robbing the store owner and threatening the nerds downstairs.

"There's a back door?" Cletus asked, confused.

"You didn't even check for that? For all we know the nerds downstairs could have used it as an escape route!" the leader of the Punks yelled.

So, the group of Punks walked around the building, leaving the helpless store owner behind until a customer came by several hours later. The customer, Constantinos, just ran off with some of his comic books as soon as he saw him bound and gagged and needing to use the bathroom.

As soon as the Punks reached the back door, they noticed that the room was empty. "Ugh, they got away, you idiots!" Ellone yelled at the duo.

"How did I forget to check for a back door?" Gwyneth asked, punishing herself for the mistake.

"Yeah, they could be anywhere by now," Butch chastised the duo.

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In fact, they were a little ways away in one of Jimmy's extra sleeping locations for when he's out on the town late without any time to get back to school, situated in between the carnival and Old Bullworth Vale, right by the lighthouse.

"Wow, whose place is this?" Connor asked as they all walked inside.

"This is mine, actually," the King of the School responded.

"You own this place?" Algie asked, amazed.

"I didn't realize you had so much money," Melvin added, liking the thought of having such a place to himself.

"Heh, actually I didn't even pay for it. I won it from the preps in a boxing competition," Jimmy told the group of nerds that was there with him. "I was supposed to win a million-dollar house in the Vale, but since my parents weren't members of the country club or whatever, I didn't actually qualify so they gave me this place. It was a bit shabby when I first got it but I fixed it up a bit. I used it a lot on weekends."

"Still, this is pretty cool," Connor remarked. "I wish I could have done that."

"What, you don't like rooming with Fatty?" Fatty joked.

"Oh no, you're a pretty cool dude to room with," the heavy blond replied.

"So, yeah, there isn't any food in the fridge since I haven't restocked yet," Jimmy told the others.

"Maybe I'll go get some food a little later on," Zoe suggested. "Funny, you never took me here."

"That's because we only got together at the very end of the year, remember?" Jimmy replied with a grin.

"I know, I'm just giving you a guilt trip, that's all," the red-haired girl teased with a smile.

"Also, there is a shower just past that door which some of you will need," Jimmy informed everyone all while looking at Algie.

"What?" the short blond boy asked, confused.

"Oh, nothing. In the meantime, I'll keep watch in case of Punks," Jimmy told the group as they waited. Zoe ended up leaving to get dinner for them and watched out for any Punks that showed up along the way.

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"So, his hideouts are here, here, here and here. We've already been to the comic-book store, there are three hideouts that remain," the Punk's analyst told the group as they ate dinner at the exact same deli that they went to the other day. So far, the cops hadn't come looking for them after their robbery but they were still on their guard.

"Let's just go to the closest one," Ellone suggested.

"If I may say, more than likely they'd be going to the farthest one in Blue Skies. Either that or they'd be going back to the school and that is just assuming that Jimmy Hopkins is with them," the analyst replied.

Ellone glared at their analyst. "Come on, Matt, they don't know that we've got this kind of information on Jimmy, handed to us by the student body president himself. Personally, I'd say we should check out the lighthouse hideout and then work from there."

"And then if they're not in any of the hideouts?" Butch inquired.

"Then we'll head for the school. And if they're not there, we'll scour the entire town until we find those brats!" Ellone shouted, getting the attention of everyone in the room who already didn't trust them.

They were going to find Connor that night whether he liked it or not.

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A/N: Constantinos stealing comics is a reference to the mission Comic Klepto. I just thought I'd throw that in there.

The next chapter will show off the two main villains of this story along with all of the other cliques at Van Buren. Plus, it sets up the next arc. Stay tuned and send me a nice little review telling me what you think of this story.