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by Afterlife on Sun Aug 30, 2009 5:58 pm
Aiden Schreiber, once a typical American boy was now out in the streets planning on more ways to ruin other people's lives along with the rest of the Aces. They weren't a very popular gang because they weren't fighting for territory, only terrorizing people and leaving the scene before ever getting caught. Lately they had done nothing but rob random pedestrians at night, but they were looking for something more now, something elaborate. That was where Aiden came in, he was the brains of the gang.
"We can't rob the bank, its right down the road from the police station, that would be flat out stupid. I've had this idea for a while now but I wasn't sure if you idiots would be able to pull it off," he shoved his hands into the front of his black hoodie, leaning against the brick wall of a secluded alley. "What if we kidnapped someone and demanded a large amount of money? Give 'em a few days to get it or we kill our hostage, that way we would have enough money to get out of this hell town. What do ya say?" He looked at the others and a silence feel upon them.
"Who though?" JT, as everyone called him, asked eyeing Aiden through narrow green orbs.
"The Walker daughter, you know the lawyer? Well I hear he has a daughter and imagine what kind of money we could get out of him." Aiden felt satisfied with his pick, the family was loaded and with that being the guys daughter he was sure they would give into the Aces' demands.
"Huh I don't know, how would we pull it off?" Another one of the members chimmed in.
"Its simple, we go to some abandoned place, far away of course, and keep the girl there until they send us the money to wherever we want it to go." Pushing off the wall he added, "we just snatch her when shes leaving school or about to go inside. Knock her out if we have to, I'll pick the location and get to you guys, I need some sleep." Aiden closed the conversation, walking out of the alley and down the sidewalk. His house was a good twenty minutes away, but he rarely drove anywhere.
Once home he bypassed his mother who was passed out at the kitchen table with an empty bottle of vodka shattered. His father was nowhere to be seen, probably off cheating or getting drunk too. Aiden went straight to his room and locked the door behind himself. Getting away was the main reason he joined the gang, and now with the plan he developed he would have the chance to leave forever. If everything went as planned.
Aiden threw off his hoodie and layed back on his bed, staring at the ceiling. This would be the biggest thing he's done since killing the bastard who murdered his sister. 'Once we get the money I'm free of this hell hole.' He thought pleasantly, black and blue hair falling in his eyes as he rolled over on his side.
Sitting in this room playing Russian roulette,
Finger on the trigger to my dear Juliet
Out from the window see her back drop silhouette
This blood on my hands is something I cannot forget
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