█ SUMMARY: Lillian Cross is walking on Hazard Street in the middle of the night to get on her way home. But on her way there, a gang fight breaks out in the middle of the city, and she is unable to find her way out of the mess.
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█ CHAPTER 1: IN THE MIX
After a long study session at a friend's house, Lillian Cross, age sixteen and a half, takes a shortcut from her friend's house through Hazard Street to get home. Lillian checked her quartz watch to only find that it was extremely late, 1:49 in the morning to be exact. She began to power walk on the sidewalk shrugging her Gucci bag on her shoulder. She fought against the wind which was roaring her to stop and take refuge, but she ushered forward wanting to get home as soon as possible. The wind kept running through her long raven hair and pushing the strands onto her porcelain face.
"Dang it! I hate the wind!" she said to herself, "It's so cold that I'm freezing to death."
She kept walking and walking until she reached the intersection. She stopped close to the street light and inched closer to it. Lillian was about to use her numb fingers to press the pedestrian walk button until she heard a very loud...gun shot. She jumped at the sound and franticly looked around.
"Where in the world did that come from?" She asked herself.
Then she heard a shout saying, "Always and forever! The HELLHOUNDS!" and a couple of cars floated towards the middle of the intersection, shooting franticly at each other. Lillian crouched down on her knees behind the street light pole, afraid of getting caught in the mess. More cars came up, like some Mercedes, BMW's, Sedans, and other sporty yet expensive cars tailed the first two cars that came upfront and surrounded the two with a circle of cars.
People came out of the circling cars in red and black clothing. Half of them proudly boasted their tattoo engraved on their arms. All of them though pulled out some sort hand held gun, or a pistol, and pointed it at the two cars in the middle.
"Oh shit... I should stop staring at the beautiful cars and get the hell out of here." Lillian thought to herself. "But how do I do that? If I walk back where I first began, they're bound to see me."
"You dogs, give them a bus ticket home." The leader said.
The gangster howled and readily shot their opposition. Lillian covered her ears and closed her eyes hoping the image would disappear soon enough. The bullet broke the window pane of the cars and eventually hitting the drivers within them. The shattering glass panes echoed in the empty night. She looked up only to see the cries of the men becoming silent and the crowd cheering joyfully. The gangsters were like crazy lunatics that enjoyed the suffering of others, but then again that is a trait that most people have in their genes. But the enthusiasm of course didn't last.
A man yelled, "Boss, the enemy's back up is coming should we stay or what?"
The Leader replied, "If you guys want to, we'll get down and play dirty til they're hit." The crowd howled again in agreement.
"Oh no, not another brawl, I don't wanna stick around for another fight. What should I do?" Lillian thought to herself.
The gun shot resounded one after another. More cars appeared, and the drivers tried to do the same, kill the enemy with guns. Lillian squealed and hoped that nobody noticed her crouching next to the street light pole. Various car wheels screeched the concrete pavement. The engines were making horrible sounds. Some cars exploded with a large rupture, and the people's voices mixed into the sounds caused turbulence so disturbing. Lillian couldn't do much but sit there and pretend to be invisible.
She said to herself multiple times, "I don't want to die.
No not yet.
I'm holding Aces what am I suppose to do without a weapon to protect myself?
I don't want to die..
A yellow 2005 Lotus Elise pulled up next to the right side of Lillian. It stopped. The driver pulled down the window and called for Lillian.
"Lillian! What are you doing here?" The owner asked.
Lillian responded to the familiar voice by lifting her head and looking at the driver.
"Kelly~" She said to the familiar blonde, "I can't get home and there are gangsters fighting so I.."
The blonde looked around and said, "Tell me about it once I take to a safe place, Kay." Kelly pressed a button in her car making the passenger seat's door open.
"Get in!" She quacked.
Lillian rushed into the car. Plopped herself on the seat and her bag on her lap and quickly slammed the door. Kelly pulled up the window and drove away from the scene of the crime. Kelly angled her rear-view mirror to make sure that nobody was following.
"So Lillian, how did you end up in the middle of the battlefield?"
"Well, I was walking home from..." Lillian replied but was cut off.
"Fuck." Kelly, seeing in the rear mirror two cars chasing her own, began to speed, hoping the cars wouldn't catch up. The car swerved and turned left creating a very strong shriek from the tires.
"Lily, dear, turn around and tell me what type of cars that are stalking us."
"Uh..." Lillian turned around and then said, "A Corvette and a Mercedes."
"There are a 2006 Chevrolet Corvette and a 2006 Mercedes SLK tailing us." Lillian said again.
"Argh..." Kelly said as she turned right, "Those cars are faster than mine..."
"Then what can we do? I mean since we can't outrun them...."
"We'll shoot them."
"WHAT! You know we can't shoot tires, they're made out of rubber; they'll bounce back."
"Well we could always try to hit the thin parts of the tire like the policemen do. Or you could find out if I have any tacks in my car, but who knows how long that will be..." Kelly passed over her gun to Lillian. "I'll let you decide, Lily." It was a sleek black Baby Eagle, Jericho 941.
"I know we have the right to bear arms, but this is ridiculous."
Lillian pulled the window down, poked her head out of the window frame, and tried to aim and clicked the external safety switch off and fired a couple times at the Corvette which was right in front of the Mercedes. Somehow the bullet penetrated the rubber tire making the right front tire flat. The Corvette tried to turn to get beside Kelly's car, but it slowed and blocked the Mercedes from following further. They got lucky..
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