I told y'all this chapter was coming soon... ;)
"Here are your choices: a knife or a gun."
Next day, back at the factory, Huey, Riley, and Granddad tiredly watched as Uncle Ruckus, Stinkmeaner, and The Hateocracy weigh their options on a weapon inside Ed Wuncler II's suitcase. "No offense, Mr. Wuncler Jr., but I would like to use a cold, hard whip! So I can make these niggas feel at home once they sense that sweet torture," Uncle Ruckus explained.
Eddie shrugged his shoulders. "If you want." "Nigga, I don't need none of this bullshit! Once I got my cane, niggas be flying to their grave!" Stinkmeaner gloated. "You're just wasting your time. Once we start killing, we kill our way," Crabmiser told him. "Yeaaaahhh, we don't need no fancy lil gadget to kill someone. We got a gadget of our own," Pistofferson stated. "Yeah and it's called Gizmo-Real Nigga Shit Ass-Whooping: old edition!" Stinkmeaner said as The Hateocracy laughed.
"Where you get those weapons anyway?" Huey spoke up. Eddie thought for a moment before saying, "From a friend." "All right, you three. I bailed you out of prison for a reason. Fuck this shit up and that'll be the end. You people will not get out of jail anymore," Mr. Wuncler reminded The Hateocracy. "I don't understand. If you bailed out these old people, how did you get Stinkmeaner back from the dead?" Granddad asked.
"Nigga, I ain't the real motherfucker! I'm his clone that you were fighting with few years ago," Stinkmeaner prompted. "I just made a deal he couldn't refuse," Mr. Wuncler added. "And you don't need to bribe Ruckus. He just willingly wants to be involved," Huey predicted, glaring at the racist man.
"You got that right, little nigga! I can't stand to see the sight of your face any longer. You're gonna be out of Woodcrest even if I have to take you out myself!" Uncle Ruckus stated. Just as that was happening, Arturo came in the room, clearly aggravated. "Art-Walk, my nigga," Eddie greeted. "Fuck you, Wuncler. If these so called scientists of yours fuck up my merchandise with their wack ass liquids, I'm coming after you," Arturo told him.
Eddie put his hand up. "Take it easy, buddy. Everything is going according to plan. We got the drugs, the M.U., the subjects, and the Freemans right in our hands. Ain't nothing gonna mess up this plan."
As sunset appears, the gang were getting ready to leave the Freemans' home and start their mission. Fae exhaled, knowing the time has come.
"Well, everyone. This is it. We're going to show those Wunclers that they should not underestimate us. We've come too far to back down and for that, we're going to get justice, peace, and integrity, not only for the Freemans, but for the rest of the people that are about to use their product. Since we didn't get no transportation from an adult..." Saying this, Fae glared at her sister.
"Ay, in my defense, I thought my plan would work," The younger Walker insisted. "We have no other choice but to get one of us to drive. Let's just hope we don't die before we actually make it to our destination."
That's when Caesar and Hiro came in and went to gather along with the group. "Caes and I put the tank in the back of the van, Fae," Hiro informed, "If I may ask, what's inside there?" "It's Huey's bomb. He said he's been preparing it for quite some time, so we're bringing it with us just in case if things get a little too disorderly," Fae explained.
The older Walker turned to Caesar. "Now I'm asking you one more time...are you sure you can drive us to the factory?" she questioned. The New Yorker laughed. "Chill, Princess. I know how to drive. I got my permit, so a couple of miles ain't gon' hurt me," he reassured. "Man, Ma's gon' be pissed once she finds out you took her van, Mikey! I still think I should be the one driving," JC argued. "Ain't nobody gon' put yo' dumb ass behind the wheels, Josh. Remember when you was twelve and drove Grandma's car? You was crashing through the whole neighborhood-"
"A'ight, shut up! No one don't want to hear all that shit," The younger Brooklyn Native interrupted. "I want to know why do we have to wear black?" Layla asked, noticing the similar colors the teenagers have portrayed. "We must not be noticeable once we go through the dark, so I think black is suitable for this operation," Fae stated.
As the group talked among themselves, Fae handed Jazmine a first aid kit. "Look, Jazmine. I understand that this must be a difficult situation for you to experience, seeing that we're going to use physical and dangerous routines. So once that happens, I believe that some of us are going to be severely injured once this is all over. I will need a healer to help us stay strong, so I chose you to fit that position. I'm sure you can be of help and this will show what you're capable of."
Jazmine smiled as she took the kit. "Of course! I'm good at making people get better and I would love to help out as much as I can!" she said. Fae nodded. "I'm sure you'll do just fine."
Suddenly, the doorbell ring. Fae went towards the door and once she opened it, she glared at the person in front of her. "Cairo..." she greeted, coldly, "I thought I told you to never come back if you're not willing to help." "That's why I'm gonna help out," The Chicagoan admitted, "Fae, I'm real sorry I've been a distraction. I'm not a fan of Huey, but I really do care about you and if this is what you want to do, then I'm in. You can't say I didn't do anything for you."
Fae raised an eyebrow. "What made you change your mind?" Cairo thought about Jazmine as he responded, "Let's just say someone finally made me see how selfish I was being." Fae patted him on his shoulder. "Welcome back to the team. It's a good thing you're wearing black, so come in."
Cairo came in the house and walked towards the group, feeling unwanted by Caesar and Hiro's glares, but once he saw Jazmine smiled at him, he instantly smiled back. He walked towards her and Shani through the middle of their conversation about the mulatto girl's new position. "Hey, Cairo!" Jazmine greeted, happy to see him. Cairo chuckled. "Sup, Jazmine?"
Looking between the two of them, the Indian girl shyly said, "Well...I think I should check with the others! I'll talk to you later, Jazzy." "Okay! See ya, Ni-Ni!" Jazmine replied. As Shani leave the duo alone, Cairo asked, "Making new friends, I see?" Jazmine laughed. "Why wouldn't I? Shani is so cool. You should try making new friends, too!" she said. Cairo sighed. "Making new friends here? That'll be kinda tough," he acknowledged.
"Why? Aren't I your friend?" she questioned, curiously. Cairo smiled. "Yeah...I guess you are," he responded. "Good! I'm glad you're here to help out. I'm the new nurse around here, so if you ever get hurt, come to me so I can make you feel better!" Jazmine told him. The Chicagoan laughed. "Don't worry. I ain't going to no one but you," he promised, "Still can't believe I'm actually saving Freeman."
Jazmine tilted her head, a bit confused. "You know, Huey is a nice guy," she said. Cairo scoffed. "If he was nice as you say he is, then he never should've left home," he retorted. "Have you ever stop to think that maybe he didn't have a choice to leave Chicago...or you?" Cairo looked at the half/half girl. "Ever since he came to Woodcrest, Huey's been miserable. He never liked living here and really do miss his old home. When we were little, he told me he wish he could've stayed in Chicago and he said you were his best friend. It may not seem like it, but he really missed you and all he wanted was to see you again...which kinda made me a bit jealous, because I wanted to be his best friend," she added, giggling at the memories.
Cairo looked down as he thought about what she said. Jazmine put her hand on his shoulder. "I could tell you're upset...and you missed your best friend, too. You have to understand that Huey never meant to hurt you. It's just that sometimes it can be hard to let someone close to you go. If Huey had left and went back to Chicago...I would be upset, too. But I wouldn't hate him. I'm sure he has his reasons, so I just forgive and forget...you should, too. It hurts to not have your friend around...but it hurts even more to not have them at all."
Cairo rolled his eyes at her sentiment speech. "Why you gotta be right?" he responded. Jazmine giggled. "Just telling the truth. Once we save the Freeman family, promise me you'll talk to Huey?" Cairo stared at the teenage girl's anxious eyes before he sighed. "Fine...for you, I'll talk to him."
Jazmine smiled at her resolution as Fae gathered everyone to listen to her once again. "All right, gang. Let's get into action. If we need some backup, we're gonna have to go with Jazmine's idea and call the police." Most of the teenagers groaned as Fae pulled out her phone. "I'm not fond with this, either, but once this ends, we can let the authorities handle the rest of this mess. Now, obviously they will not act if they hear one of us, so I want the most innocent, sensitive girls stand forward," Fae instructed.
The group stared at Jazmine and Shani. The two girls took a deep breath, as they walked forward. Fae looked between them, weighing her options. "We need someone to sound very Caucasian. It will make sure they do their job as quickly as possible," she explained. "Well, my voice has a bit of an accent in it, so I don't know if I'll be any good," Shani admitted. "That only leaves you, Jazmine," Fae confirmed, giving the positive girl her phone.
"Are you sure this is going to work?" Jazmine questioned, doubtful. "Positive. Just inform them fearfully that your friends have been kidnapped, but don't tell them who took them. Pretend you're unsure. If they questioned the location, tell them at the abandoned factory far away from Woodcrest to the West. I believe they will not ask anymore questions," Fae instructed.
Jazmine sighed, as she nodded. Once she dialed 911, she shakily put the phone to her ear. "H-Help! My friends have been kidnapped!" she began speaking, nervously. She glanced at Fae who simply nodded at her to keep going. "I don't know who took them, but I'm afraid they're hurt!" Jazmine insisted. "Damn, she's good," Caesar whispered, impressed. "What do they look like? Um..."
Everyone pointed at Cindy's skin color. "White...? I mean, Caucasian! They have blonde hair...and blue eyes! It's three of them! Please, won't you get the police on the way?" After a few moments of silence, Jazmine said, "Yes! They were taken at the abandoned factory far away from Woodcrest to the West." More silence. "Thank you so much!"
Jazmine hung up, as she patted her chest, nervously. "That was so scary!" she commented, giving Fae back her phone. "You did good, Jazmine. Layla, what specific time you think those cops ever going to show up?" she questioned.
Layla checked her wrist watch. "They were convinced she's white, but probably uneasy about the location. My hypothesis is they'll come around midnight," The Arabian girl predicted. "Good. Enough time to get the Freemans. Hiro, how many hours will it take to go to that factory all the way from Woodcrest?" Fae asked.
Hiro checked his wrist watch. "Maybe about three to fours hours, give or take," The Japanese-American guessed. Fae looked at her own wrist watch, indicating 6:00 P.M. "Let's head out now. So we'll be there right on time." She turned to Caesar. "Think you can drive fast?"
The New Yorker smirked. "Just try and stop me," he responded. Fae pulled out her gun. "All right, team. This is what we've been waiting for. Operation: Freeman Emancipation has begun. Throughout this mission, I will be the leader to advise on where you shall stand." "Hol' up...a girl gon' be taking charge of this crew?" JC asked, raising an eyebrow. Caesar snorted. "Don't see that everyday."
The Caesar brothers laughed while the rest of the girls glared at them. Unknown to the siblings, Fae slowly pointed the gun to the ceiling. After a few moments, a shot was fired, causing a loud gun shot and a few ceiling wall to break and fall to the ground. All the teenagers instantly got down, as Caesar and JC yelled, "OH SHIT!" and Jazmine and Shani started screaming in fear.
"As I was saying," Fae began, causing the group to look up at her, "I will be the leader to advise on where you shall stand. If anyone have objections to this new position, speak now..." The older Blaxican cocked her gun and pointed it to the gang. "...or forever hold your peace."
The group of teenagers quickly agreed for the serious Walker to be in charge, as they stood back up. Fae put her gun in her back pocket. "Now that we have voted, we can start going. This will probably be the last time we'll see each other, but I must say that it's been great working with you and I'm glad to call you my friends. I never really had much of those growing up. If we die...we die with victory."
"That's what I'm talking about!" Caesar exclaimed, making the teenagers cheered once again. Fae took a deep breath as she asked, "Ready?"
"Ready," Layla said. "Ready," Shani added, smiling nervously. "Ready," Hiro continued, giving a thumbs up. "Ready," Caesar stated, spinning the car keys. "Ready," JC spoke, popping his collar. "Ready," Cindy declared, putting her hair in a ponytail. "Ready," Cairo responded, nodding. "Ready," Jazmine replied, getting the first aid kit. "Ready," Gabby confirmed, smirking.
Fae put on her black leather jacket, as she said "Let's go."
All right. Y'all noticed I've been leaving y'all hanging for some action, but I literally promise you that the next chapter, shit is about to go down. Trust me on this! If the next one don't interest you, you can furiously beat me up! XD Lmao, I'm sorry for bullshitting around. I'll make it up somehow.