Chapter 15: Gang Land

As we reached the top of the stairs we stared at the people who had broken into Stewart’s house.  Pretty good size.  But nothing my sarcasm couldn’t handle.  They didn’t see us, they were too busy eyeing the big screen TV in the front room to notice a girl with wings and a fat guy with an angry look on his face.

        “Hey Rick you wanna take out the TV?  Or do you wanna continue searching the place for that kid?”

        “Fuck the TV.  I want that fucking kid.  He fucked with the wrong gang.”  Rick said.

        Well who the fuck were these guys?  And what the fuck are they talking about?

        “Okay.”  I whispered.  “If we can try to sneak up on them, and make as little noise as possible.  I think this will work out in our favor.”

        “Yeah, whatever.”  Rainbow Dash said and then walked forward.

        “Hey you creeps!  If you are looking for a fight, you got one!”  Rainbow Dash said.

        “God fucking damn it..”  I said.

        “Hey baby doll.  Nice of you to join us.  Mmm, you look real tasty.  Mind if I have a taste?”  Rick asked.

        “Hey criminal scum.  Stop right there.  You have violated the law.”  I said.

        “Shove it kid.  Or I’ll rip your fucking guts out of your body!”  Said the nameless thug.

        “WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON.  LET ME OUT OF THE CAGE FOR CHRIST SAKES!”  I heard Stewart yell from his room.

        “Tell him to keep it down or you are all going to have a bad time.  All we want to know is where Matt and Stewart are.  And we will be out of your hair.  I know one of them lives here.”  Said Rick.

        “What are you talking about?  No one by that name lives here buddy!”  Said Rainbow Dash, trying her best to lie.

        “Is that so baby?  Say, why don’t you join our little group known as the ladies of the night.”  Said Rick.

        “You mean hookers.”  I said.

        “One more peep out of you kid.  And it will be your fucking balls.”  Said Ricks butt buddy.  He looked like a meth head.

        “Eat shit junkie.”  I said.

        “That’s your balls motherfucker.”  He said and started to walk towards me.

        “Hey, Kip.  It’s okay.  Chill man.  We are only here for the two kids.  Not to kill random people.”  Said Rick.

        He then took out a switchblade, and put it to Rainbow Dash’s neck.

        “So, if you don’t tell me where they are.  I’ll be forced to kill your little whore here.”  Said Rick.

        “Actually it’s not my whore.  It’’s the other guy’s whore.”  I said.

        “I swear to God Matt.  When I get out of his grip.  I’m going to rip your fucking balls off.”

        “I like her.”  Said Kip.

        “First of all.  Your name is Kip.  With a name like that.  You have lost your ability to talk shit.”  I replied back.

        “Ah!  So you are Matt.  Where would Stewart be?”  Asked Rick.

        “Right here asshole.”  Stewart said with a smile on his face.  He was carrying one of his prized possessions.  His Katana.  He won it while in Vegas with his family.  Hopefully it was real.

        “How the fuck did you get out of the cage?”  I asked.

        “Easy.  I wasn’t stupid.  I didn’t lock it.

        “Fucking lier.”  Said Rainbow Dash.

        “Hey, if I would have locked it.  Who wouldn’t be here with a katana.”  Said Stewart.

        “At least you didn’t bring a shotgun.  Or else you would be considered invisible.”  I said.

        “Fuck you Main.  I am now Stewart.  The Guy with a Katana.”  Said Stewart.

        “Well you must be Stewart?”  Asked Rick.

        “Yeah, and who the fuck are you?”  Asked Stewart.

        “I am Rick.  The leader of the gang ‘Rough Boys’.  You seem to have met one of them while he was trying to rape one of your friends.”  Said Rick.  “You belittled him pretty badly with your guns.  Now he wants a rematch.”  Said Rick

        “Main.  I told you we should have fucking shot him.”  Said Stewart.

        “Yep.  Because placing blame is going to totally help with this situation.”  I said.

        “Okay.  So here is the deal.  You two come with me.  And I don’t kill the pretty Rainbow colored girl.  Sound like a deal?”  Said Rick.

        “How about I shove this sword so far up your ass you won’t be able to walk for 40 years?”  Answered Stewart.

        “You have five seconds to drop the sword, or I will slit her pretty little throat.”  Said Rick.

        Stewart instantly dropped the sword.  He looked defeated.  I felt my rage boiling.  But the guy did have a knife.  What the fuck am I going to do in this situation.

        “Okay Matthew and Stewart.  Let’s take a ride around town.  What do you say?”  Rick said.

        “I’d rather not.  How about we just decide your gang member is a pussy, and just leave it at that.”  I said.

        “Can’t do that.  He really wants a rematch.”  Rick said.

        Rick then took Stewarts Katana and ushered us into the car as Rainbow Dash sat defeated.  She looked more scared than I’ve ever seen her in my time of knowing her.  She look actually shaken up.  I couldn’t believe she didn’t even try to put up a fight.  I guess when someone puts a knife to your throat and threatens to kill you, it dampens your moral.

        “Don’t worry Stewart!  I’m going to save you!  And maybe Matt, I don’t know yet.  I’m still deciding.”  Rainbow Dash called.

        “If you go back home don’t eat my chips...or drink my cola.  Or sleep in my bed.  You know, why don’t you just go to a motel for the night.  I’m sure you could trade something for a room.”  I said.

        “Nevermind.  Only saving Stewart.  Buck you Matt.”  Rainbow Dash said as she went back into the house to do God knows what.  Why she wasn’t following us was beyond me.  Maybe trying to fake them out.  But they did just hear her say she was going to save us.... well whatever.  I hope they don’t break my kneecaps and call me chuckle head.

        The car ride over to wherever the fuck they were taking us was long...and dark on account that they blindfolded us as soon as they started to drive.  They had one extra guy with them driving the car.  While Rick sat in the front seat.  Stewart, Kip, and I say in the back.  Kip was in the middle while Stewart and I sat on his right and left.  This was probably the most terrifying and awkward car trips I’ve ever taken.

        “Hey fat ass.  Next time you fuck with a gang and get abducted please eat less fat haha.”  Kip said.

        “Hey Stewart.  Too bad our hands are tied down.  Or we could have strangled him by now.”  I said.

        “We could still head butt him to death you know.”  Stewart said back.

        “I’d rather take that katana of yours and shove it up his ass.”  I replied.

        “I’d take your hands and fucking break them.”  Said Kip.  Sounding as stupid as a gang member could.

        “I don’t remember asking you a goddamn thing.”  Stewart replied back.

        “Okay ladies.  Chill the fuck out.  We have just arrived at your final destination.”  Said Rick.

        “Is the fucking Grim Reaper waiting for us?”  I said.  It appeared to be more of a storage district.  Had a bunch of warehouses in the vicinity.

“No, now you get to meet my gang.  And you have already met the Grim Reaper.  That would be me.”  Said Rick.  A hint of malice in his voice.

“Yeah.  Way to be full of yourself cocksucker.

“You know.  I’m going to need that katana back after I finish stomping your pussy as gang into the ground, Rick.”  Said Stewart.

“You’ll get your chance kid.  Don’t worry.  You will have your chance.”  Rick said.  And then led us into the warehouse.