Hey Now, You're a Brawl Star! (A Brawl Stars Story)

Crow Arc Chapter Two

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Mentions of abuse. If Bull arc 2 made you uncomfortable, I mention his arms in this, though I don't go into specifics.

By the time Crow was slated to go into kindergarten, the Reys had adopted him. It was a good thing they did, because the kids in his class most certainly did not need more reasons to tease the young bird brawler. Crow thanked his parents (both sets) and every god he knew of when the head of the gang in their area sent someone to inform them that they would be moving to a small town in Idaho called Rochester. The family was allowed a week to get ready before they would have to ship out. They were considered lucky, seeing as they got to keep their names.

It turned out that they were going to be helping to expand the gang's reach. Crow had been told the gang worked as a support system for anybody who needed it, whether they were brawlers, runaways, or just people who needed a place to stay. There weren't that many centers in Idaho, so it made sense that they would be moving there.

The siblings exchanged sad goodbyes with Ricky, who promised his family would be moving to help with expansion as soon as his new siblings were able to move.. His mom was pregnant with a pair of twins, so the LaRoos would be staying in Broken Arrow. Ricky swore up and down that he would call or text as much as he could, and left both Reys kids with a parting gift: a Hadestown t-Shirt for Crow (nevermind the fact that it was far to large for him) and two rings set with gems, A peridot for Crow's birthday and an amethyst for Ricky's.

"I just know that you like the idea of healing gems and all that, and I thought our birthstones would be a good start. I ordered you a necklace with yours, but it hasn't-" he let out a small cough as she ran into him with a hug- "come in yet."

"Ricky, you're the greatest."

"Thanks Luce." The two drew away from the hug when Mrs. Reys called out that it was time to go.

As they drove away, Ricky gave a single, solemn wave.

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Idaho was, overall, a pretty cool place.

It was nice that he could feel helpful as he did all he could to help the gang get started in the little city he would now be calling home. The people who wanted to join were nice, and they also mostly wanted to help. Within a month, the gang was running a small shelter on the edge of town. Crow visited every day (with adult supervision of course) to spread joy around the building that was trying so very hard not to be as terribly drab as it was.

It was pretty cool being in the gang, too, because there were kids from all over the country coming in with their families. There were two or three more who were brawlers, so he wasn't completely alone there either. The brawler he was closest to was Roxy. She was a stark white cheetah, with a stripe of black running up her nose. She wore a leather jacket with the gang's symbol stitched onto the back most days, and the girl came to school clad in a large fluffy sky-blue sweater that matched her eyes when the jacket was dirty. She gave the best hugs.

There was an older woman in the gang too, a lady by the name of Mrs. Corduroy who picked the kids up from school every day. She was in her late seventies or early eighties (nobody knew for sure), but somehow her hair was the same dirty blonde it had probably been forty years ago. She was outrageously nice and was a huge fan of randomly giving gang members slices of pie. In her defense, it was very good pie.

Of course, his new home had its downsides, too.

Kids were cruel, even more so than they had been in Broken Arrow. Lucy had his back, but she went to a different school because she was a middle schooler. Roxy, who was tough as nails (and had very sharp claws) was with him most of the day.