A/N: So their first game is over and now they have to deal with the fallout from their victory. How bad is Jason's injury? What rewards does Wuncler have in store for the gang? Once again I want to give thanks to DaveTheWordsmith and KODfreak for reviewing and giving great feedback, everyone else please review so I can get your feedback as well. I'd like to hear from a larger variety of people and get their opinions as well as things might get reader interactive in the coming chapters. Tell me what you think of my original characters. Do you like, them hate, or don't really care about them?

Disclaimer: I do not own the Boondocks, Aaron McGruder and Sony Pictures does. I do not own the rights to any of the vehicles mentioned or songs they belong to their respective owners and or companies.

Chapter 12 – Revenge

His alarm buzzed through the haze of sleep bringing him back to the world of the living, but he was not ready to come back yet so he hit the snooze button. It was still set to wake him up an hour before dawn to get in his morning training, but with his injury he could not train and as of yet had been too lazy to change it. Just as he was about to drift back into sleep his phone's 'Hockey Theme Song' ring tone broke his haze once again. Opening his eyes he spotted is phone the coffee table across the room. Who was calling him this early in the morning?

"God Damnit," Jason cursed putting pressure on his ribs as he climbed out of his recliner. For the last three nights he had slept on the chair unable to lie down on his bed without extreme pain. As he got up a bag full of water bounced off the hardwood floor. "Fuck." He had forgotten the Ziploc bag that was once full of ice; luckily it did not bust open.

Scrabbling across the room and picked up his phone and flipped it open, "Hello."

"J are you alright?" Jazmine's concerned voice said through his phone when she heard the pain in his voice. His medication had run out over night and the pain was back.

"I'm fine. I just need to take my pills," Jason said wandering over to his kitchen and grabbing the small semitransparent orange bottle full of painkillers. "Did you want something?"

"Yeah, Huey wants to hold a morning practice today so I'm calling everyone," Jazmine said and he could tell she had a smile on her face as she always did.

"I'll meet you guys at the field," Jason said hanging up the phone and grabbing a glass from the counter. The last time Hiro was over to play video games he had his friend take all his glasses and plates out of his cupboards so he could reach them without having to stretch out his side. Filling the glass with water he took out one of his pills and shoved it in his mouth before following it up with the water.

He walked across his small house to a pile of clothes and grabbing a white undershirt he slowly manoeuvred it on trying to cause the least amount of pain he possibly could. Once he got his shirt on his slid a jacket over it before pulling on a pair of long shorts. It was starting to get chilly outside but he did not care.

Grabbing his school bag and the helmet he had brought with him from the stadium where their game gear was being kept he headed out. Outside his house he met his first obstacle of the day, the porch stairs. There was only a couple but each one sent a wave of pain through his side.

"Oh shit," he shouted when he saw his driveway. Sitting in the middle of the driveway was an orange and black 2011 Yamaha Fazer 8. Attached to the seat was a note from Wuncler Sr.

As you have upheld your end of the deal and won your last game here is your reward. Use it as motivation to win your next game too, because you don't want the consequences of losing.

Ed Wuncler Sr.

Dictated not read.

Jason looked at the bike with longing. With his ribs he could not ride it so it would have to stay in his garage for at least another week taunting him. With a sigh he left the bike and walked down to the corner where he caught the city bus he thoughts still on the bike he had to leave behind. If he ever met Rex again the giant teen would pay for making him miss out on his reward.

Rather than take the bus all the way to school because he would have to take three different buses he took the one bus over to Huey and Riley's house to catch ride with them and Jazmine.

Getting off the bus just down the street from their house he found all three teens standing in the Freeman driveway. In the driveway was a black 2011 Ford Mustang convertible. Both Huey and Jazmine were holding their game helmets like Jason while Riley had elected not to use his since he preferred to wear his personalized one for practice to represent his homies as he put it.

"Shit," Jason whistled look at the brand new convertible. "Wuncler's just giving out cars today."

"You got one too," Jazmine asked. "I got a pink Jetta."

"Dis is so unfair, all ya'll niggas gettin' new whips," Riley grumbled.

"You're only fourteen Riley even if you got one you couldn't drive it," Huey said. "Besides you got something you probably like more."

"Yeah but it ain't no whip nigga," Riley argued.

"What did you get?" Jason asked his rival. At least he was not the only one unable to drive his reward.

"Dis," Riley said with a smile reaching behind his back and pulling out a chrome colt 1191 handgun. "It's real too, got two other ones too, a shotgun and a rifle. Also got dis chain and dese shoes." Riley showed him his new YR chain that was covered in diamonds and his all white Nikes. "Ed and Rummy picked it all out."

"Cool," Jason feigned interest. He had no interest in guns. He also had no interest in chains or sneakers, especially right now when he could only wear flip flops because he could not bend over to tie his shoes.

"What kind of car did you get? Did you get a car?" Jazmine asked when she noticed he was here meaning he took the bus again.

"I got a motocycle. A nice Yamaha Fazer 8 but I can't ride it right now," Jason answered pointing to his ribs.

"Speaking of your injury how is it?" Jazmine asked.

"It's getting a little better but it still hurts when I'm not on painkillers. I'm just lucky nothing was broken. It's just a bruise so it should heal in a couple of weeks," Jason said giving her his classic smirk. "I should be ready to go for our game next Saturday."

"Let's hope," Huey said tossing his football helmet in the back seat before hoping into the driver seat of his new car. "We should get going. Hiro, Cindy and Caesar are going to meet us at the school."

"What about the linemen?"

"They've been given the day off to recoup. They don't need the practice like we do," Huey said turning his key to start the engine.

Jason and Riley got into the back seat while Jazmine took the passenger before Huey put the car in drive and started going. The chilly air whipped across their faces as Huey sped down the street, the car easily taking the turns going just above the speed limit.

"Can ya even practice with ya ribs like dat?" Riley asked Jason over the blearing music and wind in their ears.

"No, but I can help with the strategic part of practice," Jason nearly shouted back to get his voice over the wind.

Huey brought his new car to a screeching stop outside the school between Cindy's new blue beamer, Caesar's red Dodge Ram and Hiro's Ford Flex. "What the fuck?" He shouted jumping out of his car and running toward the field. At the edge of the field the three other members of their little gang were standing blank face staring out over the field.

Jason, Riley, and Jazmine quickly followed Huey and when they saw the field they too stopped and stared, their mouth wide open in surprise.

The field was torn up!

The once smooth turf surface was ripped up by tire markings and giant craters. One of the Uprights was bent so the top prongs were almost touching the ground and the other was broken off near its base. Someone had done donuts with their car in the middle of the field, probably a rather heavy car like a Hummer.

Riley was the first one to speak up "What da fuck?"

"Someone trashed it," Hiro said only now realizing they were there. "We got here ten minutes ago and it was like this."

"Oh shit, brah they did a number on your field," A voice said from behind them.

Everyone turned to see Johnny walking toward the field. His once long dirty blonde hair had been cut short and spiked up. "Aloha."

"Ya guys did dis didn't ya!" Riley shouted angrily clenching his fists ready to pounce on the George Bush Chargers receiver.

"I had nothing to do with this, brah," Johnny said holding up his hands to show he meant no harm.

"Ya tryin' to say this is not revenge," Riley shouted taking a step toward Johnny, but Huey held him back with one across his chest.

"Explain," the young revolutionary said glaring at the Hawaiian.

"Kyle and Rex did do this, but I'm not on the team anymore, brah," Johnny obliged. "They've been gloating about it all night to the rest of the team. Mina told me this morning so I came to tell you to show I was not a part of this and have no hard feelings."

"You really quit," Jason said an idea forming in his head. "Why don't you transfer school? I'm sure Wuncler can pull some strings."

"I don't want to play football right now I have a lot of things to think about, brah," Johnny turned down the offer. "Maybe one day in the future."

"I'll be looking forward to it," Jason nodded understanding the receiver's dilemma.

"Well I just wanted to stop by to tell you it was Kyle who did this," Johnny said looking sorrowfully at the ruined field. "I hope to see you guys around." With that Johnny departed leaving the gang alone with their destroyed field.

"I guess practice is cancelled," Huey said putting his helmet down and sitting on it. "You guys can go do whatever until school starts."

"Reezy ya want to shoot some hoops?" Cindy asked Riley who nodded and the pair went off it the school admiring Riley's new gun.

"Let's go with them," Caesar said to Jazmine guessing Huey wanted to be alone right now with his thoughts. A storm was brewing in that afro covered head of his and Caesar wanted no part of it.

"J you coming?" Jazmine asked.

"Nah you go on ahead," Jason waved them away. "I don't want to have to sit there and watch them do something I can't right now."

"We'll see you in class Huey," Jazmine added sweetly before they ran to catch up with the other two.

Once they were gone Jason put his helmet down beside Huey and sat down. "What are we going to do?"

"I don't know," Huey said honestly without looking at him, his eyes still on the destroyed field. "Our field is trashed and even if we do get the money to get it fixed it will take some time to fix this kind of damage."

"You're probably right. They're going to have to strip the whole field, re-level it and start from scratch. It would be faster to just convert our backyards into a field," Jason said.

"None of us have a backyard that big," Huey dismissed the idea, but something had stuck and in the back of his unconscious mind something began to formulate

"What about revenge? Are we going to take this lying down?"

"Of course not, but I don't see how we can get back at them except by beating the living shit out of them," Huey said still depressed and he knew why. Kyle was rich and if they did beat him up the police and lawyers would probably get involved.

"You know what, leave this to me. Me, Riley, Ed and Rummy can deal with this," Jason offered. "I have a plan."

"If it involves Ed and Rummy then I don't want to know about it," Huey said. "Just do it."

"You got it, Huey," Jason said.

Huey sighed then and asked something that had been on his mind since Jason showed up at the school two weeks ago, "Why do you care about all this? You're only here because Wuncler paid you. You don't have to get up at these crazy hours, spend all day practicing and nearly getting yourself killed, its only money."

"It's not about the money. Yeah Wuncler paid me to come down here but I do all those things because even though we've only known each other for a couple of weeks we are still friends. If it came down to staying here to hang with you guys and play ball or take Wuncler's money I would leave the money without a single regret," Jason said honestly. "Pain is nothing when it is taken for friends. I would gladly suffer though this to win with you guys."

"Really," Huey said surprised. He was actually starting too really like this white boy, which surprised him even more. What was wrong with him lately first these unneeded feelings for Jazmine a half white girl and now he was becoming friends with the white man, what kind of black revolutionary was he?

"Definitely. I never had any real friends back at home and everyone on my old team was jealous of the attention my skill got me," Jason admitted. "For more those moments of celebration we had as a team, I'd give everything."

Huey let the conversation drop there while he sorted everything out and for the next hour until students began showing up for school, Jason and Huey sat in silence looking at their damaged field.

Once the students arrived Jason got up. "We'll fix this," he said before heading into the school

Huey stayed out near the field for a moment longer looking at the damage. When did he care so much about football that he was actually depressed that his field was destroyed? And why did he keep thinking it was his field like he was talking about his home?

What Does Jason have planned for Kyle and Rex? It can't be good with Ed and Rummy involved. What is Huey going to do about their field? Will he be able to find a place for them to practice?