Red - A Warriors Fan Fic

The Panzers

You finally arrived at the station; which was packed full with people. After all, it was a Thursday night. You begun to walk up the stairs, and outside to the busy streets. You looked around for where to go, and noticed you were getting a lot of attention in your get-up. After a few cat calls, you finally managed to get a proper answer to where Fort Washington Ave was.

You walked in the direction you were told to head in for twenty minutes or so, when the crowds starting dying down as the night grew darker. You looked up to see a bright red sign ahead of you, written 'Woolworth's.' Good, you were here. You walked around a few streets to keep an eye out for some camouflage jackets, but you hadn't seen any yet.

When twenty minute had gone by, and you were about to turn another street in hopelessness; you were wolf-whistled. Normally you would have ignored this; but you heard a friend of the culprit, call out a weird name. "C-style lay low man." The friend ordered. You looked over your shoulder to see two boys standing across the road. The one boy was shaking his head in agitation, while the latter had a big obnoxious grin plastered on his face. "Yeah, you!" He hollered at you again. You turned around fully, noticing their attire. Red hats and camouflage. Your heart skipped a beat.

You mirrored the one boys smile, and begun to walk towards them. "Hey baby, looking for a good time?" He asked, rubbing his pants. "C-style man, we ain't got time for this." His brother said. "Keenan, shut it man. Can't you see we got company?" He said, looking back at you hungrily.

You had reached them both now and stopped in front of them. "Jonah said ten minutes. We've gotta get back." Keenan urged again. You kept your face cool, listening closely; but flirting with C-style. He was your ticket in. "Go where? I wan't to party too." You said, flipping your hair over your shoulder flirtatiously.

C-style loved his, and even his brother showed temptation. "Fine." Keenan caved. "If you want her, bring her. But he ain't gonna be happy if were late." He said, turning to leave. You watched him walk down the street, and turned to face the other boy. He stepped close to you and looked down at you; throwing his arm over your shoulder.

"You wanted a party, I'll show you a party." He laughed to himself. He dragged you along with him, following where his brother had gone.

You arrived at a shanty apartment building that was very run down. You and C-Style had caught up to Keenan awhile back, and you three walked through a lobby, hallway, and into a suite.

The walls were panelled with wood, and the smell of heavy smoke clung in the air. There were a few ladies you walked past, and you could hear boys talking loud in a room ahead of you. "Have you loaded it up yet?" You heard one of the voices ask. You perked your ears up at this. "Naw, man I told you. We gotta wait till Jonah's back." Another voice answered.

The boys lead you to the room where the conversation was being had. You gave a quick look around, trying not to draw too much attention to yourself. You saw three boys sitting on a few chairs in the far corner of the room. They too were wearing camo jackets and red berets.

"Yo man, who's this?" The hardest looking one asked, looking you up and down. You felt a pang of worry, but made sure it didn't show. "The name's Honey." You said. You gave a small smirk and sat down next to C-style. He looked at you for a moment, then looked back at his brothers to continue. You played him for a fool.

"Well where is he? Wasn't he supposed to be back with Abe by now?" The hard boy asked. One of the boys sitting across from him on a stool, shook his head.

"They'll be here Isaac, fall out." He said. C-style turned his attention to you now, and put his arm around your shoulder. "Let's say you and me have a little fun before we gotta hit it." he said. You grinned and leaned forward, putting your lips on his. You kissed him for about a minute, trying to drag it out until the others came back. You needed more information, and the most you were willing to do undercover; was kiss.