The next morning, school started again. Everybody kept their distance.

The teacher asked why I was winking at him, I said I was missing an eye. He didn't believe me, so I opened it. He puked, so did most of the class. But at least he believes me now!

During lunch Takeshi, Aol, and I went to the roof. Aol was pretty quiet, still scared by what people call.'The Ripping'

I narrowed my eye, as I leaned over the railing. I was still thinking about mending the Gangs.

Takeshi walked up beside me."Sorry for challenging you, Crystal."

"It's fine, but I know you've been showing off, Takeshi."

"In a bad way?" Takeshi blushed.

"No, ever since I've been hanging out with Shizuoka."

"Oh, you mean I'm normal and he's the show off!" Takeshi turned away.

I rolled my eyes."And just how long have you had this crush on me?"

"Ohhhhh!" Aol popped up beside Takeshi."You have a crush on Crystal!"

"I never said I did!"

"I can see it in you're eyes." Aol chirped.

I frowned."Will you guys stop talking about eyes?"

Aol was silent for a few heartbeats until she said."Sorry, I forgot." She smiled.

"How could you forget something that happened in less then twelve hours?" Takeshi asked.

I gritted my teeth and whipped around."I said, Stop Taking About It!"

"Woah, you turned dark as hell!" Takeshi exclaimed.

"How racist!" Aol said, punching him in the arm.

"Ow. Why do you say such crap?" Takeshi yelled.

"Guys!" I yelled viciously over them, then added more calmly."Guys, I just need some time alone."

"We understand." They said and walked down the steps to the cafeteria.

I sighed and looked across town from the roof. From here I could see everything. A possible lookout if you ask me.

I reached into my pocket, the glass eye felt round and smooth. I took it out, looking at the pale blue glass eye. I raised it to my socket and opened my eye. It fit right in place, I smiled.

"Thanks, Splinter." I said to myself.

Then my phone went off, I answered it."Yes?"

"I'm watching you."

"When is someone NOT watching me like, come on man?"

The guy sounded annoyed, I recognized it to be Glistle's."No, I have a gun pointed to your head."

I narrowed my eyes at a dimly lit laser."Are you sure it isn't a cat toy?" I asked.

"Are you sure you're eye's gone?"

"Yep. I recovered by the way."

"You have thirty seconds to surrender." Glistle ignored me.

"I'm not surrendering till your gone, my friend."

"You know what?" The laser disappeared."I'll let you get stronger. Then I'll kill you. I like fights."

Even when we were only talking on the phone, I could hear him smile. I knew what he was thinking."You may be brave, but I'm braver and fiercer than you'll ever be!"

"And why is that?"

"Most of the former Burning-Plasma members are in Red-Blood."

"You don't say?" Glistle grimaced."They ran away from your father as he died."

Then he hung up with a loud click.

. . .

When the day was over, I hung my bandana on my neck. It was now covered in my blood, still a little bit white. I sighed as I walked into the storage space.

Everybody was waiting, watching my every move. I looked straight ahead, my ears strained to hear any cracking noises. But none came.

Tsuneo walked up to me, his bandana wrapped tightly around his neck."Welcome back, Crystal."

"Thank you." I answered, not looking at him. I jumped up on the platform and sat on a chair that was placed there."Anything new?"

"A few of the White-Fangs came today!" A girl yelled across the room.

"And threatened us!" A boy finished.

"I've never seen you guys here before, what are you're names?"

The girl stumbled across the room towards me."I'm Amaya and this is Bob."

I only nodded."Anything else?"

Nobody said anything. Then somebody called out."How's your eye- uh, eye socket feeling today?"

I snarled."Do you really care?"

Everybody looked startled, but cold eyed."Yes, I mean, No!"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." I said."Thanks for not attacking, and killing him when you had the chance!" I hissed.

They cringed a bit."We're sorry, Crystal."

I only got angrier, as I remembered what Glistle said. "What happened to my father's Color Gang members. Have they gone soft? Where's the tough, fierce Burning-Plasma, my brother talks about all the time?" I spat."My father was a proud, fierce fighter! What happened to you! He must have taught you something!"

Their eyes widened. I looked around them and finally a guy named, Tomoko, spoke up."We still have all of our fierceness, toughness and pride. But we haven't been told anything! So therefore, we haven't proved to you!"

"You can prove to me later!" I shrieked."I lost an eye for this Gang! My eye! My father did something more important than that! He died, he died for Burning-Plasma!"

"That's true, but he more or less was dragged into that battle. He was to old to be leader!"

"Was forty-five too old?" I glared.

Wide eyed they kept their awkward silence."If you try to blame my father again, I will hurt you like you've never been hurt before!"

They dropped their eyes to the ground, but didn't say anything else. My phone rang and I picked it up, my mother called me again!

"What?"

"Just seeing how you're doing."

"Mom!" I breathed deeply for a second."I have Red-Blood to run, okay?"

"Okay, I won't call again."

I hung up. I leaned back against the chair. Memories started flowing back to me. One out of all of them stuck out to me.

*De Flashback Time*

My father walked into the room in a attempt to find me."Crystal? Where are you." His deep voice rumbled just like Spade's.

"I'm over here, Daddy!" I cried to him, before running happily out of my hiding place.

He smiled at me."You are the best at, Hide-And-Seek!"

"You always say that!" I exclaimed, my little voice was extremely cute. I raised my arms towards him, he lifted me up and twirled me around.

Then he got that phone call, like he always does. He looked at me, his wiry eyes saddened."I have to go, tell your mother I'll be back soon. Okay?"

He never did come back that day, or any day. About a week went by, my mother was devastated. Spade looked out the window. I waited for him, my favorite doll clenched in my arms.

Then we got the news, our father was found in an alleyway, dead. The policemen said, that he was beat to death by a Color Gang. I remember crying for days after that. I had a tough time in school. Nobody would come near me, I was mad at everyone. Until two kids dared to say 'hi', that's when I met Takeshi and Aol. My best friends.

*De End Of De Flashback*

I sat with my head leaned against the back of the chair. Then a idea came to mind.

"Red-Blood!" I called out.

They turned their gazes to me.

"I found out what our most used skill should be!"

The members gave me questionable glances.

"Stealth!" I looked around."Just think how good our ambushes will be!"

They nodded and a cheer broke out through the storage space.

We may have a even chance now!