A/N: Chapter 6 the longest chapter yet. We've finally reached the first game, but will Huey and his team be able to overcome their glaring weaknesses to pull off the victory or will the rich white Boy Kyle have the last laugh? I've decided to break up each game into a quarter a chapter so the next chapter with be quarter one of the first game. I have to send thanks out to KODfreak and DaveTheWordsmith for their constant reviews and feedback. Please review this chapter and give feedback and check out my new darker story Fate's Destined End.

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Chapter 6 – Pregame Shenanigans

Their cleats clacked against the cement sidewalk as they walked along the destroyed fence of Wuncler High School. The sun had barely peaked over the horizon and the sky was turning a purplish blue. There was a chill in the air signalling the start of autumn and yet two boys were up while the rest of the world tried to catch its last few hours of sleep.

"You know I've been wondering why our school is named after Wuncler when all the other schools in the district are named after your presidents?" Jason asked looking at the giant white letters that spelt out the school's name on the side of the three story school. He carried a small gym bag over his shoulder with spare clothes. It was game day and one of his many superstitions was to wake before dawn and get a light workout in so he was loose and ready for their afternoon game. If he did not get the workout in his game seemed to suffer, he would not be able to catch easy passes or defend properly. He knew it was all in his head but still he did it anyway.

"It wasn't always like that. It used to be named after Lincoln but Ed Wuncler bought it a few years before our freshmen year when they were making budget cuts and could no longer afford to keep the school running. Like most things he owns he renamed it after himself," Hiro explained, his headphones clacking around his neck in tune with his cleats. A soft beat came out of his headphones that were connected to the IPod in his pocket. Even when he was not listening to it, it still played, running through his seemingly endless playlist throughout the day.

"He really likes to let everyone know he owns everything, doesn't he," Jason commented.

"Yeah he probably would have named our team the Wuncler High School Wunclers if Huey had not managed to get him to agree to let him pick the name," Hiro agreed.

"Have you heard anything about our uniforms yet? Huey hasn't said anything about them at practice and no one else seems to know anything about them."

"Nah, he's keeping that one close to his chest, but I would not bet against something like the Black Panthers or some other revolutionary name like that," Hiro laughed and Jason joined in, it did sound like Huey.

"Probably be all black too," Jason added as they came to the destroyed school entrance. It had been a week since Ed and Rummy had destroyed the school fence and it was still not fixed, not that Ed and Rummy minded since they liked making flashy entrances whenever they arrived at the school. "What should we run first?"

"I want to try and get this bump thing down," Hiro said as they entered the school through the janitorial doors to retrieve their gear and a ball. 'Every time I try it I either do not put enough force in it and they just blow by me or I put too much in and get a pass interference call."

"Alright," Jason mumbled, moving his combination lock around in his hand until it clicked open. He pulled out his pads still covered in his Tiger-cat jersey and retrieved his helmet from the top shelf of the locker. Inside his helmet were his gloved and mouth guard.

Out on the field Hiro lined up facing Jason who at the count of three shot off down the field as if he was running for a pass though the ball remained on the line of scrimmage. Hiro shadowed him until Jason tried to cut inside and then he went to bump except he put too much force in it Jason went off balance and crashed to the ground.

Hiro offered him a hand and said, "See what I mean. I'm too afraid of not putting enough force in that I put too much in and knock you off your feet."

"It's alright. It will come with practice," Jason assured him, taking the hand and lifting himself off the ground. "We'll just run it again. We have an hour to get this down before we have to meet at Riley's."

Meanwhile, while the two teens were nearing the end of their scheduled time trying to work out Hiro's inconsistencies, Huey found himself unable to fall back to sleep, partly from worry about the game that afternoon and partly from Riley's snoring. Even though they were sixteen and fourteen Granddad was still too cheap to give them their own rooms so they still shared one. You could see the dividing line between each brother's half of the room, suddenly the posters of Malcolm X and Martin Luther King Jr. changed over to 50 cent and T.I.

Seeing the sun breaking over the horizon Huey gave up on finding anymore sleep and slid out of his bed and headed for the bathroom. If he wanted to get a proper shower in he would have to do it before Riley woke up and wasted all the water.

Standing under the warming water of the shower Huey's mind shuffled through all the plays he had spent the last two weeks devising and memorizing. With the limited number of players he had, the number of plays he could use was also severely limited. Where most teams had three receivers and two potential running backs for a total of five offensive targets, his team only had four, because there was no way he was passing the ball to Jazmine, she would not even be a receiver if he had one extra player who could catch the ball. There under the warm water of the shower Huey decided that he would find someone to replace Jazmine so she would not be in any danger.

Turning off the water and stepping out of the shower, Huey's mind kept coming back to some of the special plays he had devised with Caesar over the last week. With both Cindy and Riley as competent quarterbacks he had at least one advantage that most teams did not. He could run wildcat formations without it looking like an obvious wild cat formation. No one would know if Riley was lining up as a running back or as quarterback on any given play and he hoped to use that to his advantage early and as often as he could.

Walking back to his room he found it oddly quiet, Riley was not snoring anymore. Instead the young gangster team was sitting on his bed, leaning over his playbook. Huey stopped at the doorway and hid. Riley never read anything, he hated to read, he would not even watch the news, and yet here he was pouring over a book, a book full of pictures mind you, but a book none the less. If one thing good came out of Riley preferring to play video games over watching the news was that he had many of their basic plays already memorized from so many hours of playing Madden 10. In fact Riley had provided several pages of plays to their playbook; many of course involved him getting the ball.

After a few minutes Huey finally decided to enter the room so he could put some clothes on. He felt uncomfortable standing out in the hallway in nothing but a towel when the rest of his team could be coming over at any moment. Hearing Huey enter, Riley quickly tossed his playbook across the room and grabbed the PSP he had laying on his night stand. He tried to pretend he had been playing it the whole time, but Huey could see the screen was black and the power was not even on.

He got in his room just in time as the first knocks on the front door came. Going to his window he looked out from a crack in the blinds to see Jazmine and Cindy standing outside. Cindy had stayed at Jazmine's for the night so she would not be late.

"Riley, go get the door while I get changed," Huey said rummaging through his dresser for some clothes.

"Nigga you get da door," Riley refuted, giving Huey a rebellious glare.

Huey picked up Riley's playbook and chucked it at his younger brother and would have hit him square in the face if Riley had not scuttled out of his bed. "Get the door."

"Nigga I'll get da door, but not cuz ya tellin' me too, but because it's rude to leavin' bitches waitin' on da porch," Riley mouthed back as he ran for the door. He reached the stairs and rather than take them done, he jumped on the railing and slid down. Normally he would get his rear tanned for that, but Granddad was still sleeping so he would never find out.

While Riley greeted Cindy and Jazmine, Huey quickly threw on a t-shirt and some pants before joining the trio in their living room. Already Cindy and Riley were starting up their file on Army of Two: the 40th Day and Jazmine watched from the couch. Before Huey could even sit down their door opened and shut again announcing the arrival of another of their group.

"BROOKLYN!" came the customary greeting of the Brooklyn native as he came into the living room and everyone hushed him, listening for the tell tale sounds of Granddad waking up.

"People are still sleeping," Huey scolded his best friend.

Caesar rubbed the back of his head sheepishly, "Oops, sorry."

"Can you believe it only five hours until game time," Jazmine said excitedly, rocking in place from her pent up energy. "I couldn't sleep all night."

"Me neither," Caesar agreed flopping down on the other side of the couch. "But why are we meeting so early. The sun is barely up."

"We have to be at the stadium early so they can do some tests on the team to make sure we aren't cheating, then we have warm ups, and our game plan meeting" Huey answered, heading for the kitchen to find the orange juice. "The linemen said they would be meeting us there since most of them live nearer to the stadium then to our houses."

"What about Hiro and JJ?" Cindy asked, turning her attention from her game for a brief second before Riley began shouting for her to come pick him up before he died.

"JJ said he and Hiro were gonna go ta da school before comin' here, something about needin' to get in a workout before a game," Riley answered after Cindy revived his character. "Sounds like some superstitious bullshit ta me."

"Well I heard he was originally a hockey player and dey are a superstitious bunch so you're probably right," Cindy agreed.

"What about Ed and Rummy? Aren't they driving?" Caesar asked, sprawling on his half of the couch and closing his eyes.

'They'll be here before we have to leave, if they don't get thirsty along the way," Huey answered returning from the kitchen with a half full glass of orange juice. Everyone laughed remembering the incident from six years ago when they had stopped for gas and drinks and robbed a gas station. For everyone it was a funny memory, except for Jazmine who understandably linked that incident to her father being arrested and almost sent to jail.

"Who's bringing the food?" Caesar asked after his stomach growled loudly and every turned to look at him. "What I'm hungry."

Just then there was another knock on the door followed by it opening and closing again, in walked Hiro and Jason carrying grocery bags of food.

"We stopped off and picked up some breakfast," Hiro said laying out white containers of food.

Caesar was the first one to the containers, greedily grabbing the first one he could reach and digging into the scrambled eggs and toast. "Thanks," he managed to get out between bites.

"Ah no way you got Army of Two," Jason said taking a seat beside Riley who was trying to shoot an enemy hiding behind a wall.

"Just got it yesterday," Riley said, pulling out an RPG and firing wildly at the corner of the wall.

"Cool," Jason said reaching behind him to the table and pulling down one of the containers without taking his eyes off the game.

After eating the gang hung around the house for another two hours before Ed and Rummy showed up in a black Yukon Denali XL. Excited to be on their way they said goodbye to Granddad who had just awaken and filed out into the SUV. The ride to the stadium was uneventful, considering who was in the front seats, but both seemed to be taking things seriously for now, that was until Ed got thirsty.

"We should go to the gas station, I'm thirsty," Ed said turning on his blinker to turn in the opposite direction of the stadium.

"NO!" everyone in the car shouted but Ed was not listening until Rummy spoke up.

"Just get them to the stadium Ed, your granddad is paying us a lot to do this job and we always get the job done first. We can go to the gas station later, beside we'll need some refreshments for the game," Rummy reasoned with his partner.

"Besides Ed, there will be bitches, plenty of bitches, and bitches love sports stars and their bodyguards," Jason added to Rummy's reason with something Ed loved more than robbing convenience stores.

"That's true they do," Ed said quickly changing his blinker back to the stadium and everyone let out a sigh of relief. In all it took then nearly an hour to get to Wuncler stadium and by then people had begun filtering in for the tailgate party held by Wuncler Sr. to promote the game.

"This many people simply for a high school b-league game," Jason said in wonder.

"The people of Woodcrest and Riverton are very proud," Huey replied leading them to the back of the stadium where additional security was stationed to keep fans from harassing the arriving players.

Inside the player's section of the stadium, they were met be a group of official looking people who spilt them into two groups based on gender and then led them away. Inside the bathrooms the officials handed each of them a cup and instructed them to give them back a urine sample to test for illegal substances.

"Damn dis is wack,' Riley complained from his stall. "Given us tests like we some kind of baseball player."

"Just piss in your container so we can leave," Huey growled at his brother from his stall.

As they finished one by one they exited the bathroom and handed their container to the officials and headed for their dressing room. It was not hard to find with the large gold 'W' on the front of the door. Inside the locker room was empty, no equipment, no linemen, nothing.

"What the hell is going on?" Caesar asked checking every inch of the room. They had been told to bring their mouth guards and cleats with them but they assumed everything else would be brought over from the school before they got there, but it was empty. The room was set up like a typical locker room, with small booths for each player. What as different was a large retractable divider that split the room 80/20 for the mixed gender teams so each gender could have their privacy to change but not be separated from the rest of their team.

"We ain't got no gear," Riley cursed. "How's we supposed to play without any gear?"

"Wait do you hear that?" Caesar said and they all stopped to listen.

Outside somewhere the base of somebody's speakers was booming at they could hear the lyrics to Booty Butt Cheeks echoing through the stadium.

"Great," Huey huffed, just what he needed more dumb ignorant niggas polluting is team.

The door burst open and in entered Thugnificient in his brown currier uniform carrying a large brown box. Behind him Leonard came in wheeling several even bigger boxes on a dolly with their stereo that was blasting Booty Butt Cheeks on top and her was holding a camcorder in one hand. "Yo Riley, what's shakin' my nigga?" Thugnificient said setting the box down in the middle of the room, he had long since re-grown his old hairstyle and looked rather funny in his currier uniform and hat.

"Thugnificent, my homie. What are you doing back in da mail. I thoughts ya new ablum went platinium?" Riley greeted his Lethal Interjection crew member with a fist bump and explosion.

"It did, and we be rolling in paper again, but B.E.T wanted a new season of my hit reality series, Thugnificient: Mail Order Gangsters so here we are nigga," Thugnificient said before handing Huey a clipboard who sneered at the moment of B.E.T. "Sign here, nigga."

"Thugnificient, the security is coming," Leonard said worriedly from behind his camcorder. They could hear shouts to turn down their music from down the corridor outside their room.

"Ah shit," Thugnificient cursed. "We's got to go, good luck my niggas." With that Thugnificent ran out of the locker room and they saw large security guys chasing after them. The last they heard was Thugnificient shouting, "Eat a Dick."

Huey and the gang turned back to the boxes Thugnificient had left behind. Huey opened the first box Leonard had left to reveal brand new pads. The second had brand new helmets that were red and black with as some had predicted a black panther on either side of a black strip and some visors including Riley's gold visor. The third box had pants and gloves in the same colour as the helmets.

"No way, new gear," Cindy gushed of the boxes as the linemen began finally showing up.

"What's in that one?" Jazmine asked pointing to the box, Thugnificient had carried in.

"Probably new uniforms," Jason commented and sure enough after Huey open the box they saw black and red uniforms that oddly looked similar to the one Hiro wore during practice, except the horses were replaced with panthers in mid strike and a panther's head was on the chest above their numbers. On top of the jerseys was a note from Wuncler Sr. telling them to win since he spent so much money getting them all new equipment.

"Jazmine," Huey called as he dug out the jerseys and threw it to the mulatto kicker. She caught the jersey that had DuBois written on the back and the number 12 on the front and back.

"Thanks Huey," she said holding the jersey up to get a better view.

Huey threw out the linemen their jerseys next and they numbered between 90 and 99. Next he grabbed was Hiro's 81 jersey and Cindy's 24, then came Riley's 10, Jason's 88 and finally Huey's 1.

"Alright 88," Jason said with his cocky smile. "Wuncler remembered. I can't play without being number 88."

"You have quite a few superstitions there eh JJ," Hiro commented as he collected a set of pads and his helmet that had his numbers on the back from their boxes.

"Not that many. I have to get in my predawn workout on game days, I have to have number 88, I need to sit in the booth closet to the door, I need a coloured visor in my helmet, I need to be fully dressed except for my helmet before the ten minute warning, and I need to do my soccer exercises before each game" Jason said listing off all his superstitions as he went to retrieve to helmet that his amber visor already on it.

"Jeez you have it rough," Caesar laughed vacating the booth closest to the door.

Cindy and Jazmine went to the far side of the room and closed the partition until everyone had changed into their pants. Meanwhile Hiro set up his IPod on the docking system he brought and turned it up. All the songs up beat and faced passed to pump the team up. Once they were dressed they went out for the main warm up and returned with forty minutes. Out of the field Hiro's game playlist played on the loudspeakers form where it left on in the room.

Once they returned Huey began to go over their game plan until the ten minute warning was called. Everyone began strapping on the last parts of their gear then, except for Jason who was already fully dressed and had gone outside in the hallway to mentally prepare by doing soccer tricks with a football. His helmet held his place in the locker room facing out toward the team.

The five minute warning came through and Jason returned grabbed his helmet and joined the team as they began their walk to the field. When the approached the end of the tunnel, Thugnificient 'Stomp em in the Nuts' began playing on Hiro's direction and Riley who was first in line rushed onto the field, doing a cartwheel then a back flip as he went, much to the delight of the crowd. The size of the crowd stunned the gang, nearly half the seats in Wuncler stadium were filled and it was a professional sized stadium, almost all of Woodcrest and Riverton must have shown up. The crowd hollered and cheered and drowned out the announcer who was calling out their names and numbers as they came out of the tunnel.

After their short warm ups the referees called the captains to the middle of the field for the coin toss to see you would start with the ball. Jason, Caesar, Cindy and Riley accompanied Huey to centre field and from the George Bush Chargers came Kyle who by the number 1 on his blue and gold jersey was the quarterback and with him came Johnny who was wearing number 84, Rex who was 72, and Mina who was 32.

"I see you decided to show up," Kyle sneered. "Much good it is going to do you though; your half a team does not stand a chance, we were undefeated for the last two years."

"We'll see about that," Huey growled itching to rip the rich white boy's head off.

"I'm gonna hurt you," Rex smiled a vicious grin and Riley and Jason.

"Nigga you gotta catch us first," Riley returned flipping him the bird.

"Hey enough of that. If I see that one more time it's an automatic ten yard penalty," the lead official harped. He pulled a large coin from his pocket; one side had the American flag on it and the other a ribbon. "Since George Bush High is the visiting team they call it."

"Heads," Kyle said confidently mirroring Jason's usual cocky smirk

The official flipped the coin into the air and let it fall on the middle of the giant 'W' that marked the middle of Wuncler field. The ribbon came up and the official said into his microphone so the entire stadium could hear, "Tails, Wuncler High School do you want to receive or defend first.'

"We'll receive," Huey said.

"And we'll take the south end," Kyle replied.

With one final sneer at each other the two captains led their squad's back too their teams and everyone lined up for the opening play. Riley and Jason stood the furthest back on each side of the field near their own ten yard line while the rest of the team prepared to slow the G.B. Chargers' advance.

The G.B. Chargers' kicker smashed the ball into the air and Johnny led his team down field. The ball curved right in the air heading directly for Riley and Jason took off to try and catch Johnny before he could reach Riley as the young thug lined himself with the incoming ball.

Riley lined the ball perfectly and began moving before it even hit him so he had a running start. Johnny was the first G.B. Charger on the scene but before he could lay a hand on Riley, Jason came steam rolling in from the far side of the field for a prefect block and Riley escaped. His first job done, Jason let go of Johnny, spring boarded back to his feet and followed after Riley who had slipped another tackle.

How far will Riley get? Will he reach the end zone on his very first touch? And can the under manned Wuncler Black Panther's pull off the upset and beat the two year undefeated G.B. Chargers? Please review and tell me do you think will happen to Riley.