"This is the self preservation society..." ~the Italian job
"Come on.." I muttered. If I got caught, not only would I get done for underage motorbike riding, but also for having some guns in the 'hockey' bag over my shoulder.
The sirens got closer.
And closer.
Closer...
The police cars overtook me.
Now!
I turned the bike, and rode back down to street. I rode the motorbike down some steps, through a pedestrian tunnel, my teeth rattling at every step, and up, out the other side.
I went through an almost deserted road, and across the park. I could hear sirens again.
I kicked the bike back into life, and rode out onto the main street.
I could see the flashing lights get nearer. Oops.
I waited until they were almost upon me, meaning to pull the same trick twice and hope for it.
The ambulance raced past me in the blink of an eye, just loud noise and blue lights. No danger.
I went over the street, and through an alley. I recognise this place...
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I was walking down an alley with Seb. We heard shouts, and saw four boys fighting.
"Wha..." Seb started.
"Baker Street boys. Invaded our territory." Another boy came out of the shadows, and spat in the dust at his feet. "It's time to teach 'em a lesson."
"Right.." Sebastian muttered, turning to me. "Kirsty? Keep with J, and you'll be fine."
"Wha..?" 'J' had said.
But Sebastian had joined the brawl, which had escalated to over 20 young men.
A police siren had stopped the fight. Seb had grabbed my hand and we ran.
When we stopped, I questioned him about the gangs, and the minor turf war I had just witnessed.
We walked home, and under the light from the street lamps I saw his injuries, and grimaced.
He made me promise not to tell our (strictly catholic) parents about his gang, but in the morning they would notice his injuries.
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"Well?" my brother asked me as soon as I had got home. "Anything happen?"
I managed to perform a perfect one- shot- kill, but hey, I do that all the time.
"Nothing much." I answered.
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The Heart of a Sniper (MorMor)
Fanfiction"This is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head" Sebastian Moran is a criminal. A sniper for one of the worst criminals in the world. Jim Moriarty. He only has two weaknesses. His little sister Kirsty, a fellow sharp shooter, is one...
