Bullet's Story

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After the encounter with Spark, Mouse was chilled to the bone. He knew why she had control of the Chief, Ceasar, and most of the Police. She was pretty fucking scary. He carried the package close to him, hidden by the large trench coat he pulled back on. He slid into the Police's alley and knocked on the brick wall three times. A large security man yanked him inside. There was small talk between the head of Police and his leaders when Mouse came in. Ceasar's eyes when straight to the cut on his palm. Mouse shied back, but the package was snatched from his hands and given to the Lieutenant. "What did our friend Spark tell you?" Chief asked the boy, sharp eyes watching his every move.

"She thought I was a new Providence member. Took pity on me." A man behind him pushed Mouse to his knees, a cold gunpoint to his head. His eyes went wide. "The truth, Mouse." Chief told him. The teenage boy was freaking out. "She knew I worked here, she really did have pity on me, and gave me the package. Said you wouldn't kill even if I didn't bring it back, and wants you to come see her." The last part was quiet, but Ceasar heard quite clear. "She's right, but today, we'll give her a big surprise. Goodbye Mouse." The boy screamed out for mercy, but it only lasted for seconds until the man behind him shot him. Ceasar wrote down a small note, and stuck it to the boy's wrapped chest. "Give Spark a warm gift, from me." Ceasar chuckled darkly. His body was settled in front of the Damned's door with the gun sticking out of his trench coat poket, where a shot version of Twelfth Night was replaced. Maybe Ceasar could finally surprise Spark.

Dear Spark,
Curiosity killed the Mouse. I'll be sending someone soon.
Sincerely,
Chief

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While Bullet and Poet sat against the roof, Tre had made his way with his gang to the Headquarters. Eagle and Bluebird stood up from the table with knifes at ready. Tre shot Bluebird in her stomach and was on Eagle before he could even throw his knife. With the barrel to Eagle's head, they went up to the rooftop, where Eagle told him to go. "Pretty Boy!" Poet turned and was in utter shock. He stood up, Bullet by his side, and wished he had a weapon with him. "Tre, let go of Eagle, I know you don't want to hurt him." Poet neogiated calmly, and Bullet went on to the Code Black walkie-talkie. "Bullet, HQ Now-" Tre shot at the walkie. He pushed Eagle away, causing him to stumble into the stairs and tumble down, and went to shoot for Poet. As the bullet whizzed toward Poet, Bullet pushed him off the edge of the building and took the bullet. "NO, ROSIE!"

Poet rashed into a deserted car. Glass and impact from the two story fall let pain rush through his entire body. He kicked open the car door with a yelp of pain, and slid through the car to pass out on the pavement. Heartless streaked towards the boy passed out on the street with a pistol in her hand. Corner was following behind her. Before anyone else could react, Heartless streaked out of the theatre and towards her best friend. She fell to her knees and cradled the boy in her arms. He let out another yelp of pain. "Johnny, we're going to help you, I promise." She whispered, tears dripping onto Poet's face. Corner started on the easiest wounds. "Sarah, I'll be okay. Rosie-" Heartless rubbed his hair back, and pulled off her sweater to rest Poet's head on.

She kissed him on the cheek, and ran into the HQ. Bluebird was sobbing, a river of blood running down her arm, relocating her brother's arm. "Where's Bullet?" They pointed towards the stairs, and she went up slowly and carefully and found Tre on his knees. Heartless pressed the gun to his head. She pushed his body off of Rose. "ROSIE!"

Eagle tried to keep in the pain. The fall downstairs has dislocated both his shoulders and broke his leg. When she relocated his healing arm, he dug for the bullet in her stomach. She cried out in pain and accidently squeezing his hand, where the index finger was broken. "Sorry, bro." She cried out, biting on her lip until blood came out. She relocated his other shoulder, and they both tried to fix his broken leg. It was hard, with surgery, but with the right kind of medical boot, it could heal on its own. But it would take a lot of work to create. "Someone was shot, we need to help." Eagle went to stand up, and fell to the floor. He was unconscious when Bluebird checked on him. Just as Poet was outside, where Corner found another bullet and scrapnel from the car, including a shower of glass along the left side of his face. If he didn't work fast, Poet would go blind in that eye.

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Gunshots and screaming had interrupted the Punk's response to Trick's question. Trick and Punk jumped to their feet instantly, with Trick reaching for her knife and Punk smashing the bottle for a weapon. Punk dashed out of the room, with Trick (a bit slower due to her condition) right behind him. They darted down hallways and up stairs until the pair reached a bloody scene. Chaos seemed to be everywhere. Trick's eyes scanned the area, only recognizing Heartless. The previously stoic girl was leaning over another crumpled body. Heartless was in tears, cradling the bloody girl to her chest. Trick was still trying to properly assess the situation. What the hell even happened here? Punk darted towards Heartless, holding her against him and cooing into her ear. Trick froze for a moment, but decided to save that thought for later. The next thing that caught her attention was a car alarm, and metal hitting the pavement. Trick ran to the edge of the building's roof. The image below her stopped her in her tracks. Poet was laying on the ground-not moving. The shattered window of the car clued Trick to what had happened.

"POET!" Trick screamed. She was two stories up-she couldn't just jump down in her current state. She'd tear her stitches open, at the very least. Without another thought, Trick darted back down the stairs she had just so recently come up. Reaching the first floor, Trick had no idea which way to go. After running down and around a couple hallways frantically, Trick finally found the area Poet had taken her to in the first place. She burst back into the light of the outside, her eyes only resting on a single area for a millisecond as she searched for Poet. The color of the car caught Trick's attention in the corner of her eye. She dashed towards it, ignoring the pain in her shoulder from all the movement. When she finally reached Poet, her worst fears were confirmed. He still wasn't moving, and there was blood.. So much blood.

"Poet?! Can you hear me?" Trick didn't know where she could touch him. His entire body was battered and broken, and he was facing down, as if he had just crawled out of the car. Slowly flipping him over, Trick placed his head in her lap. She desperately stroked the hair out of his face, wiping the blood off as well. "Poet..." Trick's voice cracked. She wasn't one to show much emotion, but she couldn't help it while looking down on him. He had just saved her life, and she hadn't been there to save his. His breathing was ragged, and Trick couldn't tell if he was coughing up blood, or if the blood was from another source.

Trick grabbed the black bandana from her side and began wiping more of the blood away, continuing to whisper things to her fallen savior. "Please, keep your eyes open. Can you hear me? Do you understand anything I'm saying?" At that moment, Trick vowed to take revenge on anyone who had a part in what happened to him.

Come on Poet. I'm not losing you.

Echo headed straight into the building, wanting to find either medical supplies or someone that knew where she could find some. She then heard Rouge yell "Echo! Wait!!" she then heard the faint sound of someone running then felt her wrist being grabbed and she was being turned around to face Rouge.

"Echo, are you crazy? I understand that you want to help them but... my god that was a mess. We don't know who those guys are or why they're in such a messed up place. One of them fell off of a roof for goodness sake!"

She laughed and shook her head "I may be crazy, haven't figured that out yet. But I can't just walk away from this, my mother taught me aome medical stuff so I need to help," she then pulled her wrist from Rouge and turned around and yelled "Anyone here? We need help!" she was about to walk forward but heard Rouge say something else.

"If we go back and they're trying to kill us I'm blaming you. I don't know what Providence is like, but from what I hear it's like war."

This made Echo turn around, a serious look on her face "Look, if I get killed I will know I dis everything I could to save that guy. I am no longer going to run from things, last time that happened my girlfriend got killed. If you don't want to help you dont have to but I am going to do everything that I can".

She then turned around once more and headed down a hallway and yelled "Anyone here? We need help, there is a guy that needs medical help. Anyone?" she looked around, opening doors trying to find help or medical supplies, she wished the guy back there would of told here where to go. She wished she could stop shaking and that her pounding headache would go away but the withdrawels were getting worse but she couldn't stop till she helped that guys.

She then heard a noise and looked around the corner to see a guy carrying a girl out and another girl following him. She went after them and heard what they said, she watched as the guy carried the girl off and she went out and lookedbat the person called Heartless "Hey I wouldn't move his body that much. I can help him I just need some medical supplies and blood because hes lost a lot, im new here but my mom taught me some medical training."