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Chapter 49 - What If - Strike Gone Wrong

- Chapter 49 - What If Spot Never Showed Up? -
Warnings: Soaking, blood, tears, the Refuge, abuse, insults, betrayal, fear
Canon Era
Third Person POV

A/N, I had a horrible idea and for days I've been trying to forget it and convince myself not to write it. Well, I failed.
We all know (movie version) that Spot and his crew showed up and helped them win the second fight. (I picture livesies.)
Anyway, I had an idea; what if he never showed up? And there will be other parts of this series.
I would say 'enjoy', but uh...

Jack stood in front of Weasel, the Delanceys, and the scabs.

Race stood just slightly behind and next to him, and Blink was on the other side of him, just slightly behind Race.

All the other boys were behind them, since they were their leader, second, and third.

Jack was nervous, but he couldn't let it show.

Race and Blink were less good at not showing their nerves.

The boys stood behind them.

Davey and Specs stood protecting Les and Lucky.

"Give up, yet?" Weasel asks, making sure the bat in his hand was obvious as he smacked it against his palm.

"This is for Crutchie." Jack almost growls, glaring at Weasel.

Race and Blink nod.

If looks could kill, Weasel would be dead and on Pluto, but thankfully (for him) they didn't.

Weasel smirks.

"We were looking for some new kids in the Refuge." Morris sneers, a smirk on his face.

Race scowls at him, his arms crossed. "Your face would look better blue and purple than it does with a smirk." He quips.

Morris scowls at him. (Sorry morrisnotdelancey )

Jack looks to Race, nodding at him.

Race nods, turning to walk away for a moment.

"Where are you going, Racer?" Oscar asks. "Too scared to fight like a real man?" He taunts, smirking.

Race clenches his fists, but controls himself as he walks over to Davey.

Davey looks at Race. "Race-" he starts.

"No." Race puts his hand up to stop him. "You need to leave." He states, stealing a look at Weasel. "Take Les and Lucky and leave." He tells him.

Davey's eyes widen. "I can't leave you." He responds.

"This is not a question." Race responds sternly. "This is an order from your leader and second." He tells him.

Davey bites his lip.

Specs puts his hand on Davey's shoulder. "I would just go." He tells him softly.

Davey gives in. "Okay, okay." He looks at Race. "Stay safe, please."

Race looks up at him, seeing the tears that found their way into his eyes.