Chapter 15 on the rocks!

"This will be another training that we need to practice. You will all learn how to use a proper weapon."

Another day of training, Fae was handing each handguns to the teenagers from a gym bag. The group were in Granike, Maryland standing in the backyard of Fae and Gabby's house. Some of them observed the city in awe, while others looked at it in fear.

"You will use these guns as if it was an object to protect you...and literally, it is. You will be holding this at all times. Knowing this is the Wunclers we're after, I'm sure they will bring some guards to stop us, so we must stay alert. Even if this will be our main protector, I must tell you this." Fae glanced at the younger teenagers. "We will not - and I repeat - will not kill...assassinate...nor execute anyone with these weapons during this mission."

Gabby scoffed. Cindy rolled her eyes. JC looked away, muttering, "Damn." "Just understand that if any type of trouble provoke you, whether it's physically or mentally, then you can end their life. Other than that, don't be a murderer. I would not want that over your head for as long as you live," Fae clarified, having the bag slung over her shoulder, "Questions?"

The mixed girl timidly raised her hand. "Jazmine." "Um...I just want to know...I didn't tell my parents that I was coming here, but are we safe around this side of the town?" she asked, hopefully. "No," Fae said, matter-of-factly.

Jazmine tensed up, as Fae continued, "All I could say is it's the daytime, so nothing bad comes around, but I can't promise you that you'll be secured as long as you're here. Besides, I don't think people in Woodcrest will be ecstatic to hear gun shots." That's when the blonde girl raised her hand up. "Cindy." "Yo, man. Where you get all these guns from? Look like you got a shit loads of them!" she asked, curiously.

"Have I ever mentioned that my father was in a gang since he was seventeen?" Fae responded, "Because that's where I get all my weapons from, so now you know these are not mine. If you break it, misused it, or accidentally shoot someone around you, we will have a serious problem."

Fae turned around, as she faced a dozen of mannequins lined up in a row; throwing the bag to the side. "These models will be your targets. Each of you will get into position and try to aim your enemies." Fae did an example, as she got into position and shot one of the mannequins. "You will be cautious at all times." She shot another one. "You will have to be quick on your movements." Then another one. "You must have determination on your role to handle any type of situation." Then another one. "But most importantly..." Fae turned around and instantly shot one of the teenagers, causing the group to scream in panic.

"...you will always need some type of a surprise attack that will get those guards running."

Caesar and Jazmine slowly turned around, seeing a hole created on a fence between where they were standing. "Questions?"

It was a long silence while the gang recovered from the internal shock, as JC said, "I think I'm gon' piss on myself..."

Fae went to the side. "You may begin."

Everyone started shooting at the mannequins; one by one, the dummies were on the ground. Some of them fired every shot, as others barely shot one. Fae walked behind Caesar, then kicked him. "Ow! What the hell was that for?" he asked while looking at her, annoyed. "You will have some type of other distractions from behind or to the side while you take down your main problem. You must find a way to take all of them at once," Fae advised.

The mixed girl went behind JC, then grabbed him and send him to the ground. "Damn, girl! You trynna kill a nigga?!" he said. "You must be cautious about your whereabouts," Fae responded as she walked towards her sister. Just when she was about to grab her, Gabby turned around and took Fae's hand, then tripped her, causing the older Walker to fall on her back.

"Back off, nigga. You know how long I want to use one of Dad's guns? Let a real G show off some real nigga shit for once!" With that, Gabby went back to shooting, as Fae got up while she brushed herself off. "Impressive...I think."

For the past hour, the gang were shooting each mannequins, along with Fae giving a surprised attack from behind. Once the last model has been down, Layla asked, "Fae, you think we can take a break now?" Fae shrugged her shoulders at the suggestion. "All right. Break time."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief as they find a spot to relax while Fae picked up each mannequins from the ground. Layla walked towards her. "Need any help?" she asked. "If you want," Fae responded. As they started working, Layla commented, "You know, the whole gang may not be that great at martials art, but they sure know how to handle a gun."

Fae scoffed. "Most of them are either black, experienced black culture, or live or used to live in a black neighborhood. Of course this wasn't going to be complicated for them," she said. Layla smirked, noticing Fae's movements. "You thinking about Huey, aren't you?" "Invalid question," The African-American/Hispanic teenager stated. Layla laughed at her response. "Girl, it's a yes or no question! You're still in love with him."

Noticing her friend didn't respond, the Arabian girl shook her head. "I still don't get it, though." "What don't you get?" Fae questioned. Layla looked at her. "Even if he doesn't have the same feelings for you and possibly like another girl...why are you doing all of this just to save him?" Fae stood there for a moment, giving a lot of thought on the question. After a while, she sighed and stared at her best friend.

"Lay, I understand your confusion about this strange relationship between Huey and I. I get that what you're saying is true and I'm still very angry with him about our fight. He's not attracted to me, he can sometimes be unfair, and he never understands at times, but..." "But?" Fae looked down.

"But he's still my friend. He's always been my friend. He helped me and he was always there for me. For that, I can't just ignore this situation. He would've done the same thing for me in a heartbeat. No matter if we fight or if we don't see eye to eye...we'll always be there for each other...and if I was supposed to be his friend, I should've considered his feelings on who he likes; not to act childish. The least I could do is make it up to him by rescuing him. I wouldn't forgive myself if something happened to him."

Layla was quiet for a moment until she smiled. "You know what, Fae?" The mixed girl looked up at her. "What?" "You may always act mean and a smartass, but you're always a good friend." Fae rolled her eyes, as Layla laughed. "Speak for yourself."

That's when they heard a loud piercing cry. The two girls turned, seeing Jazmine being chased by Gabby and Cindy. "Stop it! You two are so mean! I don't wanna die!" Jazmine exclaimed. Gabby shot towards where she was running as Cindy laughed. "This game, Guns 'n Robbers, go in! Where you learn to play this?" Cindy asked. "Who else? From Young Reezy!" Gabby answered.

They continued to run after the mulatto girl, as Fae scowled. "Unbelievable. This is why I can't trust her with anything." Fae turned to Layla as she put the mannequins down. "Will you be fine taking these models?" she asked. Layla nodded. "No problem. Stop your crazy sister," she responded.

Fae took out her gun, then called out, "You two will not get far alive! Step away from the girl and put the gun down now!"

Fae started running to where they went.

Meanwhile inside of Fae and Gabby's home, Hiro and Shani were sitting in front of the Walkers' computer. Hiro's phone was connected to the computer, indicating the GPS map of Woodcrest. "There gotta be a main location on where the Wunclers are," Hiro stated, scrolling the screen.

"I don't understand. Are we looking for this Wuncler older man or this Wuncler younger man? Which one do you think would do this to your friends?" Shani asked, confused. Hiro shrugged his shoulders. "I'm not sure. I wouldn't be surprised if it was both of them," he responded. "Do they have some type of company that we may seek?" Shani questioned, putting her head behind Hiro's shoulder for a better view on the screen. The Japanese-American froze at the sudden touch. "Uh...yeah. Wuncler Inc., I believe that's the name," he uttered.

Knowing the close position between them, Shani instantly pulled away, suddenly looked frightened. "I am so sorry! I did not mean to be in your space. Please forgive me!" Shani apologized quickly as she bow her head. Hiro chuckled at her expression. "Nah, it's all good. I'm hogging the computer. You could've just told me to move my ass," he said. Shani giggled. "I apologize. I just didn't want to be rude," she admitted.

The shy foreign girl was caught off guard, as Hiro slid her chair in front of the computer and close to his. "Trust me, I will never think of you as a rude person," he commented, staring at her. Shani looked down as she blushed. Her eyes lingered back to the computer screen and spotted a name. "Wuncler Inc.?"

Hiro turned to the computer screen, also observing the name and the red dot that was located in. "We got it. Wuncler Inc.; downtown near the west side." He turned to Shani. "You wanna inform Fae?"

Shani nodded. As they were about to go outside, they spotted the Walkers coming in; Fae dragging Gabby by her arm while she pointed a gun to the side of her head. "I can't even leave you for a minute with a gun before you use it for your childish advantages. I have confiscated your and Cindy's weapons for today. You will be staying inside the house until I feel like letting you go back outside," The older Walker elucidated.

Gabby was pushed on the couch. "Trying to form of an escape plan will not be a good idea. If I catch you frolicking anywhere that's not in this house, you will answer to me." The younger one scoffed. "Hater! With yo' hatin' ass. Me and C-Merph was just having fun with the light-skinned girl," she said. "Your definition of fun is a danger to everyone that's around you."

That's when Fae glanced at the technical duo. "Got anything?" Hiro nodded, giving her space to observe the screen. "Wuncler Inc. It's all the way to downtown, possibly further. Pretty far from here, if you ask me," he said. Fae thought for a moment as she stared at the screen. "I'm glad you two found this company. We needed to know the location. However, I have an assumption that the Wunclers would not take the Freeman family in their establishment. I believe it would be too obvious. Is there a chance that there would be another building for them to be?"

Hiro reflected this theory. "Possibly, but that'll be a fifty/fifty chance," he explained, "Also, if there's another building we should think about, the probability of it will be that it's ridiculously far. Possibly not located in Woodcrest." "Then, let's give it much thought. Until we can get some proof, we'll show up in Wuncler Inc. Let me just gather some information before I make the announcement," Fae replied.

"Okay, we'll keep on brainstorming," Shani told her. Fae went to the other room while the two teenagers continued to inspect the location.

Back outside, JC walked towards Cindy, noticing the blonde looking annoyed while she sat on the grass. "What up, C-Merph?" The young Brooklyn Native said, sitting beside her. "Man, Lil G's sister be trippin'! We just messing with Jazmine a little bit and she had to take our guns away. She a hater," Cindy complained. JC laughed. "I feels for Lil G. You lucky you ain't gots no older brother or sister. Reezy's brother be a downer, G's sister be all uptight, and Mikey can be a pain in my ass sometimes, too."

That's when Cindy looked down. "Reezy...damn, I miss him." JC sighed, as he nodded. "I understand where you coming from. It's lame without him. I miss that big mouth nigga, too...no homo," he agreed. Cindy sighed. "Naw, JC. It ain't the type of miss I'm talking about." The New Yorker looked confused. "What you mean?"

Cindy took another deep breath, as she turned towards him. "I gots to tell you something...but you need to promise me not to tell anybody, especially Lil G...or else I beat yo' skinny ass," she threatened. JC smirked. "Yo' secret safe with me, Barbie," he responded, "Now shut up and tell me." Cindy looked down, embarrassed. "Truth is...I kinda got feelings for Reezy." JC raised an eyebrow. "Feelings?" he repeated. "You know...like liking him more than a homie," The Caucasian girl admitted.

Once he understand what she was referring, JC suddenly looked down. "Oh..." "That's all I get? An 'oh'? Damn, I thought you'll be making fun of my ass, cuz you never seen me liking anyone," Cindy told him. JC started twisting his hair. "Uh...my bad. I just...never knew you felt that way," he admitted. The blonde chuckled. "Hell, me neither, but I guess it happened over time, ya naw mean? Reezy is just cool and fun to hang with. I think he real cute when he be doing some dumb shit. I don't know, he just seem like the only guy I can trust."

JC grew angry, hearing those words. "But now Reezy is mad at me just cuz Lil G snitch on him just cuz I said she acts stuck up. I don't see why he was trippin' over that." Cindy stopped talking once she saw JC's expression. "JC...? You a'ight, homie?" she asked, concerned. The young teenage boy just shook his head, as he looked away from her.

"Naw, I ain't. If you think that Reezy is the only nigga that you can be yourself around, then that's real fucked up. I don't see why I bother to exist if you gon' say that shit. If you like him, then fine. Tell him for all I care. But don't be using me as your damn puppet to play with while you start loving that nigga. I ain't having that shit."

Cindy looked at him confused at his sudden seriousness, as JC stood up. "And the only reason why he mad at you for calling her that, cuz that's mad disrespectful. You don't be saying that to a homie, C-Merph. That's insulting and I know you would drop kick a person if they start calling you that. I may not do this at times, but think before you say something. If I were you, I would try to apologize to Lil G, cuz she a cool person and she won't want to hear all that mess to her face, especially from you."

With that, JC walked away from Cindy, leaving her on the ground by herself.

Cairo walked around the house, just when he spotted a certain serious girl in a small room. He came in, as he sat on the sofa beside her. "Sup Fae?" he greeted. "Mhm..." The older Walker uttered, not looking up from the book she was reading. It was silent for a moment before Cairo started, "So...what you reading?"

Fae silently showed him the front cover. "Die or Become a P.I.," he read, "Wow...you wanna become a private investigator?" "I'm pursuing it," Fae responded, returning to her reading. "Cool."

More silence. "A'ight, look. Let me not bullshit around. I know we met for a little while, but I think you real cool...and I was thinking that maybe you want to-" "No." Cairo looked at Fae dumbfounded. "No?" he reiterated. "That's what I said," Fae responded. "Did you even know what I was going to ask?" Cairo questioned.

Fae sighed, as she closed her book and put it on the table. "You were clearly going to ask me out," she stated. Cairo paused as she continued. "Look, Cairo. In this condition, going on a date is far from my mind. I have no interest in thinking of that right now. Plus, the only reason I let you join us is because I need all the help I can get." "And I am helping you!" Cairo insisted. "In what world is fighting with the other group members considered to be helpful?" Fae asked.

Cairo looked away, unsure of what to say. "I understand you're not fond of Huey, but I care for him...even after what happened between us. I want to save him, but I can't do that if you keep on arguing with his friends. If you really care about me, you will put aside your feud between Huey, Caesar, and Hiro and be willing to cooperate at all times...or you can just leave and don't bother coming back."

Cairo was silent for a moment until he walked out of the room without a word.

Back at the abandoned factory, as he saw that the coast was clear, Huey Freeman tried to jump while still tied up in a chair. "Huey, what the hell are you doing?" Granddad questioned. "Trust me," was all he said. After a couple of supposedly jumps, the phone came out of the older Freeman's pocket and onto his hand. "I got my phone," he announced.

"Oh thank goodness! Now you can call Fae," Granddad said, happily. Huey paused at the suggestion. "Why her?" he asked. "Nigga, the fuck you mean why her?! So she can get us the fuck outta here! My legs falling asleep!" Riley complained. Huey narrowed his eyes. "Can't we just get in contact with someone else?" he suggested.

"Huey, we ain't got time to call no one else! Fae and Gabby are our only options to help us," Granddad reminded, "I know you and Fae are not speaking with each other, but you gotta understand that no matter what happens between you two, she'll still be there for you when you're in trouble. She's still your friend. Call that girl and you'll see she'll be replying with all type of concerns." "Plus, even if she ain't gon' save you, the least she could do is save me and Granddad. We ain't done shit to her!" Riley added.

Huey stared at his phone for a while, then sighed. "Fine." He started calling Fae's number. Just as it begins to ring, the door opened, revealing the Wunclers coming in.

Huey quickly hid his phone.

Back in Granike, Fae's phone ring. She looked up from her book and instantly felt her heart jumped once she saw who was calling. She quickly answered her phone. Just as she was about to respond, she heard an unfamiliar voice. She covered her nose from breathing too loud, as she started overhearing the conversation.

"So sorry that your killing session is being delayed. We need to get everything sorted out before we get to the main event," An Italian-American voice said. "What's the complications?" she heard Huey's voice. "Just to hear the mouth of Art-Walk. There's no pleasing this guy. First, it's the fact that he don't want his product to store in a run down factory, now it's using the M.U. on these drugs. He's such a drama queen."

Fae was surprised at what she heard while another unfamiliar voice said, "Not to mention, the fact that these scientists don't know how to get these drugs to become addicting. I'm telling you, Eddie. These people don't know how to do anything." "Not to worry, Pops. They're going to do their job right. They work for me and if I'm not pleased with the experiment...well, that's it for them."

Fae grew furious at hearing the voice of the Wunclers while Eddie continued. "Don't worry, we won't forget about you, Freemans. You're on top of the hit list anyway, so don't try to think about escaping. Have fun in your new home."

Once she felt that the conversation ended, Fae quickly hung up and run out of the room.

She went towards Hiro and Shani, then said, "You guys! Change of plans. We're not going to Wuncler Inc. I know where the Freemans are."

At the factory, once the Wunclers left, Huey looked down at his phone and was about to speak to it until he noticed it stopped ringing and no one wasn't on the other line.

"She hung up..." Granddad looked at Huey. "What you say, boy?" "Fae...she hung up on me. She didn't even respond or say anything," Huey said. Riley was surprised. "Is you for real?" Huey looked away, disappointed. "I knew it. She still hates me. She don't even want to talk to me after all this time."

"Huey, I'm sorry. I didn't know she would be that mad," Granddad said. Huey shook his head.

"Just forget it. She's not going to be the person to help us...she's officially done with me."

More drama and craziness coming soon, so...hold on before you get too excited! :D