Disclaimer: Never will I ever own Xiaolin Showdown.

*Clay*

We continued to search in the pouring rain until we were unable to see clearly. Due to the rain, we returned to the house and waited for it to let up a little. Kimiko told us Raimundo had went to find the LAD, who most likely had Danny. Apparently, something more happened, but Kimiko refused to tell us any more and we didn't ask. Both Danny and Raimundo were apart of the LAD and agreed on one thing: nobody else was going to get hurt due to their past as LAD members. I wanted to help, we all did, but we didn't know how.

There was a knock on the door and Omi answered it, hoping it was Danny and Raimundo. However, it wasn't. "I can show you guys where Danny is." Robert stated, blood trickling from his nose. We all rushed over to him, but Robert shook his head, "No time to worry about me. The LAD has Danny. My gang tried to get him out, but we were outnumbered. The Rapiers have joined as LAD members. They're going to kill Danny, we have to get him out of there right now."

I nodded along with the others, "Let's go." I looked at Robert, "Are you sure you're going to be okay?"

He smiled, "I'll be better once the fight starts. Follow me." He took off running into the rain with the rest of us behind him. I wondered how badly Robert's gang was injured, if Danny was okay, and where Rai was. We ran for a few more minutes until we reached a small alley and I saw a motionless figure on the ground.

We ran toward Danny's motionless body. Our leader was breathing, his chest barely rising and falling, a shirt wrapped around his chest. Kimiko tensed, "Clay, that's Raimundo's shirt."

Omi questioned, "Do you think Raimundo did this?"

Robert laughed, "Raimundo doesn't have the balls to kill someone."

Chloe glared at Robert, "How can you laugh when your friend is lying here bleeding to death?"

"Oh, don't worry, you guys will die along with your precious leader soon." Robert replied and looked toward the shadows.

A voice came from the darkness, "You done good for a newcomer, Robert." I whirled around and watched as the LAD leader stepped out of the shadows, triumph brightening his features. "It's amazing how somebody can turn on a friend, isn't it?"

"What do you want?" Jermaine asked, preparing for a fight.

The Boss laughed, "I want to make the two betrayers suffer. The only way that can truly happen is if I make everyone suffer." As soon as he said that, people entered the alleyway. I recognized LAD members, Rapiers, and even Robert's group. Anger rose inside me, but I knew if I attacked anyone, it would probably mark the death of me and my friends.

I heard somebody struggle and a body was shoved to the pavement, a bag was tied tightly around the person's head. Restraints held the person's arms and legs. The Boss kicked the person in the ribs, "I told you what would happen if you left. Welcome to Hell on Earth, kid."

"Boss, the thunderstorm is leaving. Perhaps we should take this somewhere else." Somebody replied.

The Boss nodded, "We don't want the police interrupting too quickly, do we? Restrain them." He looked at me, "If anybody resists, you will die." After he said that, I saw a bag traveling toward my head. A second later, it was hard to breathe and I couldn't see anything. My head hit the top of a car as I was shoved into the backseat with two other people.

I felt the car begin to move and I tried to think of a way out of this. However, I didn't come up with anything resulting in escaping with everybodys' lives intact. I also know that if we didn't move soon, we were definitely going to die. The person beside me continued to struggle with the restraints, but I knew he wouldn't be going anywhere. The barbed wire was wrapped tightly around my wrists and ankles, every movement made the barbs dig into my skin.

After we drove for about twenty minutes, we arrived to the place we were either going to die or be tortured. Either way, the destination was not a good place. I was hauled out of the car and the bag was pulled away from my head. I took in a deep breath, trying to get as much oxygen as I could. The others were on both sides of me and each knew not to struggle. My eyes continued to adjust to the headlights lighting the darkness. We were pretty far from the city on a bridge, far enough to where nobody could hear or see the violence about to occur.

Three members of the LAD pulled somebody out of the car, but the person was fighting. One of the LAD members was kicked in the face and he retaliated by stabbing the struggling person in the leg. A cry of pain was heard, but the person continued to struggle until the bag was off his head.

"Rai..." Kimiko began. His face was bloody and bruised, there was deep gashes all over his body, and a wound in his shoulder where a bullet grazed him. Regardless of his injuries, Raimundo continued to struggle. The LAD member swung downward with the knife.

The Boss yelled, "You idiot!" That was when I noticed the knife had cut through the barbed wire when Raimundo raised his legs to block the attack. In a blink of an eye, the three LAD members flew backward. Raimundo rose to his feet, waiting for an attack. He crouched down to get a knife lying on the ground and he picked it up, then placed it between his teeth so he could cut through the barbed wire. He grabbed the knife in his hand and held it firmly. The Boss looked at the other members, "What are you doing? Get him!"

"Let them go, now! This is between me and you, don't drag them into this!" Raimundo yelled at the Boss.

The Boss laughed, "Do you think you can beat us? You're outnumbered."

"I didn't say anything about winning. If you let them take Danny and leave, I'll surrender without a fight." Raimundo stated.

"If I don't allow that to happen?" The Boss questioned.

Raimundo's eyes raged with a fire I had never seen in anybody before, "I'll kill you."

The Boss looked at us, then back to Raimundo, "I'd rather kill all of you." He commanded to his members, "Torture him as much as you want."

The first wave of enemies charged toward Raimundo, who stayed in the same place for a moment. When a knife began it's journey toward his stomach, Raimundo dodged to the side and punched the attacker in the face, then grabbed his arm and threw the opponent into the wall of enemies. Three people attacked him at once, but all three found themselves on the ground in just a few seconds from a series of attacks. A few of the attacking members hesitated. The Boss ordered, "Attack him altogether!" At that order, Raimundo disappeared in the middle of the crowd.

I struggled to loosen the bonds restricting my wrists and ankles; I noticed the others were doing the same. After a few minutes, I realized the barbed wire wasn't as tight, but it still refused to break or loosen enough. Nobody was paying attention to us and I whispered in Sandra's ear, "Get my knife from my pocket." She nodded her head in understanding and turned to where she could reach into my pocket. She grabbed the knife, opened it, and began to cut through the barbed wire on her wrists, then her ankles.

When Sandra was released completely, she cut the wire from my wrists and ankles. The sound of the gunshot made my ears ring. Silence followed it and I tried to see who was shot, a feeling of dread rested in my gut. The crowd began to break up and the Boss walked into the middle of the crowd, then grabbed the person lying on the ground in a pool of blood by the shirt collar. "You should have known there was no way you were going to win, Raimundo. It would have been easier if you had just died by the river. Your friends are going to die because of you. As for your mother, you should have heard her scream as she was dying. It was-"

"Shut up." Raimundo growled and somehow managed to pick up the Boss, then slammed him against the side of the bridge. Stunned, the Boss barely had time to catch Raimundo's fist before it slammed into his nose. I watched as the Boss pulled a long knife from his belt and stabbed it into Raimundo's stomach. A small thud echoed as Raimundo's body fell to the ground facedown, motionless with blood pooling around him.

"Rai..." One of my friends began, but were too shocked to say more. I heard one of the girls begin to cry.

Sirens from police cars screamed in the distance. The Boss laughed and turned away from the body with a grin on his face. None of us replied, we were too shocked. The Boss held the knife against Jermaine's throat, "I know two of you have your hands free. If you move, I'll kill him." Sandra and I did not move, there was nothing else we could do. If we moved, he'd kill Jermaine then finish the rest of us off. The Boss looked at us, "Since the police have decided to come, we're taking this party somewhere else. If you don't fight, then I'll consider killing you quickly."

We were shoved into vehicles again and raced away. I looked back in an attempt to see if either Danny or Raimundo were moving, but I only saw the shadowy outline of their motionless bodies. The gang was being eliminated, wiped out one by one. With that thought, I only wondered one thing. Who was going to be next?

*Raimundo*

Pain. Agony. Defeat. Anger Fear. Sadness. Failure. All of those emotions resided in my heart. My lungs burned like they were coated with acid, I could barely breathe. Blood pooled out around me, too much blood. I knew it was over for me, I was dying. I had reached my limit. In the end, I couldn't defeat the LAD, avenge my mother's death, and save my friends. Even though I wanted to, I couldn't. I was too weak, to naive to think I could actually win the fight. It was over. Everyone I had ever cared about was gone and there was no way I could get them back.

Maybe it was better this way. If I died, then maybe everything would stop. Nobody else would get hurt. No, the LAD will continue to kill people even after I die. They will recruit more innocent people, use them, then throw them to the side in a body bag. No, this was going to continue. It was my fault everyone got involved. My fault, my fault... I should have protected everyone. I should have never became friends with Danny and the others. If I hadn't, Danny wouldn't be hurt, probably dead by now, and the others wouldn't have to go through pure Hell. All because of me.

Breathe. I had to breathe. The sirens came closer, then made a left turn, away from where Danny and I were. I hoped they would come back, but they didn't. I tried to move, but the pain held my body captive, it wouldn't allow me to move. A small whimper escaped my lips as I tried to get to my knees. I looked over at Danny and noticed he was still alive, but barely breathing. I wanted to help, but I couldn't even help myself. Who did I think I was? I wasn't a mutant or superhero. I was only human and humans are not indestructible. It's over.