Red - A Warriors Fan Fic

Preparations

It had been a week since you and Cowboy had returned from your mission up in Prospect Park. Swan was proud of you both, and you two earned yourself forgiveness for your actions. You and Rembrandt had gone around town, fixing up your tags that had been vandalized; they were starting to look real good. This resulted in you not being left alone with either Ajax, Cowboy, or Vermin; Which was good.

You were doing your patrol's with bigger groups, and even met a few of the other Warrior's on the west end. Word had gotten out that you were the girl Warrior, so naturally you got a lot of cat calls, mocking you on the streets.

The weed you and Cowboy bought got dealt out quick, and you were able to make a few sells yourself. You quickly grasped the pricing and the weight aspect of it all, resulting in tonight being your first night alone on the corner, selling. You put on your long sleeved shirt and bell bottoms, along with your vest before stepping out the door.

"Now don't let them try to stiff ya. They'll have what you're asking for." Snow said. He had been your teacher through learning it all. He was the best at it, and knew all there was. You nodded. "Also, try to keep moving. Cops will grow suspicious if you stay in the same spot too long. Change it up every half hour." He said. You nodded again, growing more nervous. "See you in a few hours." You said. You turned around and walked through the front door, down the steps and onto the street.

You had quite a few buyers in the first hour, but things were dying down now. You moved locations again and waited around some more. The benefit of you working, was even when dudes were looking for a prostitute; which they mostly thought. They'd give in for the next best thing; drugs.

Your shift was almost over now, when you had a frail, lanky guy approach you. "How much?" He asked, looking around nervously. You told him the price, and showed him the stuff. "Okay, hand it over then." He said, rushing you. "Doesn't work like that." You said, tucking it back in your pants. You heard the sound of a click, and looked up at him; holding out a switch blade. He smirked, taking a step towards you. "Hand it over." He repeated. You looked around to see if there were any onlookers, but the streets were empty. "Fine." You said. You played along. "Just take it and don't hurt me." You pleaded. He smiled cockily, and grabbed for the bag with his right. But as soon as he grabbed it, you flicked out your blade hidden in your left sleeve, and stabbed it through his hand. He hollered in pain and reached for his wound. "Fuck! I didn't sign up for this!" He screamed, yelping in pain.

You bent down and grabbed your bag he dropped, off the ground; shoving it back down your shirt. You considered wasting him; but he was making too much noise. that you had to get out of there fast. You turned on your heel and ran away around the corner; your shift was over anyway. You ran, smashing into someone almost immediately. You backed up in annoyance, and looked up to see Swan. Cochise and Snow were on either side. You tensed up. "Swan I just-" You worried.

"Good job." Swan interrupted. "You've proved yourself capable." He put his hand out to Cochise, who handed him a bottle of booze. You had a deep frown, confused. Swan turned away from you and walked down to the man you stabbed, handing him the bottle. "What the fuck man. I think she cut a nerve!" He shouted. "Close the shades, Frank." Swan said, walking back towards you three. "I have a mission for you tomorrow." He said. "Let's head back though." He said, turning back for the outfit. You were surprised. You wondered how many tests Swan put his men through, and if there would be more; and if you would fail.

You washed your hands in the bathroom and returned to the living area, where Swan was sitting down alone. The boys were out on patrol. "Sit." He ordered. You obeyed, and sat on a couch across from him. "Tomorrow I need you to do probably the most dangerous task I'll ask of you. But its extremely important. I wouldn't ask if it weren't necessary." He said. For the first time he didn't look calm, he looked troubled. You were very interested now. "What is it?" You asked.