The Street Fighter Meets The Gang Leader

Plan Initiation

-Arthur's POV-

I watched intently as Jake stepped out of the house, scanning the area before picking up his phone.

"Let's start, everyone, go!" Nick instructed and with that Blake shot at each hinge of Dominic's door which had closed as Jake exited. The shots had caused the door to fall and as it did, Nick, Zack and I ran in whilst Jason and Blake had staid out to guard just in case they get out.

If I didn't have my other motive then leaving Zack out there to guard as well would have been a smarter choice. Nick had caught onto this as well but I convinced him otherwise. Even though I wanted us to succeed, I needed the other gang to succeed more and so I needed the least defence on the outside as possible.

With that going through my head, we made it into the dining room where we were all supposed to be faced by the three others but instead were greeted by an empty room.

"Wait, this isn't right," Zack said which was what Nick and I were thinking too. They weren't here. The dining table was deserted with nothing but the cards there to greet us.

"Zack and I will check upstairs. Arthur, you look around down here," Nick ordered and I nodded back at him. As they left I walked closer to the dining table, a little more relaxed because no one was here.

A game where they did more talking than playing, where the order wasn't continuous. It was something I had never seen or heard of before. I checked through the cards that had already been played on the field with confusion. There was no correlation between them. I then looked at the cards that were left behind, which were supposed to be in their hands. These cards did correlate, all of them were royalty and the heart suit. Dominic was the Queen, the guy who's shadow looked like Xavier's was the King, Jake was the Ace and the other dude was the Jack.

"What the actual fuck," I thought out loud,

"It's complex isn't it?"

I quickly turned, pointing my gun in the direction of the voice but to my surprise, the person standing there was one of the few people that I would never want to point a gun to. I put my gun down and let out a breath of relief. "William! What are you doing here man?" I asked and hugging him with one arm.

"Actually Arthur," he stared, he hadn't hugged me back either, "I'm not William right now," I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled away. What was going on? William gave me a fake-looking closed-eye smile before carrying on, "Right now, I'm the Jack."

"Will?" I asked confused but in that split second, I realised: the cards.

The person that was left. William was the Jack of hearts.

My eyes widened and William took notice that I figured out what he meant, he didn't hesitate to pull out a knife and slash it against my stomach. "Arg!" I grunted in pain and stumbled back into the dining table, dropping my gun and using one hand to hold the table, the other holding tightly against my bleeding stomach.

Everything was going so fast, it left me in a dizzy state. I slowly lifted the hand that was on my stomach, watching it tremble once I saw the amount of blood covering it.

I dropped onto the floor after that but to my surprise, William also dropped the knife he had in his hand and slowly sat on the floor in front of me. I looked into his eyes and he did the same back. I don't know what I had expected to see but it wasn't tears.

He scoffed at my expression and looked away but the scoff was one that was filled with pain more than anything else. "H-how do you guys do this?" His voice trembling, "I can't even think about hurting someone else and this? This is driving me insane!" He expressed which made me grin. So it was the William I knew after all.