Nobody knows ➪ Toni Topaz

Crystal

11/21/2002
Crystal and PJ wanted to leave, leave with their daughter.
You may ask who was PJ? Peter James Scofield, also called PJS, was a member of the Ghoulies.
'Rival gang, drug dealers, street racers, rumors of cannibalism. Don't ask' Toni once said.
They were the Serpents' ennemies, criminals, every member went to Shankshaw Prison, at least once. They were Monsters.
When PJ and Crystal used to be in Riverdale High, They fought, for their gangs, their families, they wanted to take the other so down that they won't be able to fight again.
Years of hate, they weren't meant to be anything for each other. One day they have been put in dentention. Alone, with the person they hated most on earth, without anyone worrying about these two.
Hours of detention, hours of insults, when he finally asked:
'Why do you hate me, Crystal? What did I do?'
She opened her month but no words came out. She didn't know, she looked at him straight in the eyes but still didn't know.
They didn't know each other at all, so why would they hate each other? They were stuck together everyday, of every week, of every months, for the whole year.
Then went the first smiles, laughs and talks, Crystal and PJ were similar, they felt the pressure of their gangs constantly on their shoulder expect when they were together. They were all by themselves, dealing drugs, assaulting people, robbing banks...
Then the first chuckle went, the first hug and the first kiss.
Together they were confident, they found the peace they couldn't find anywhere else.
Then there was the first I love you, because they they went through the same things, they'd feel alone when surrounded by their gangs but when they were just the two of them, they found the security they'd never find anywhere else.

11/24/2002
Crystal joined her Peter James at the bunker
'Oh there you are!' She sighed, relieved when she saw the first men, the one she has been loving for 6 years.
The black eyed woman ran to him, he kissed her forehead and they hugged tightly, when suddenly they heard the sound of a gunshot... they panicked and the real thing started.
'Crystal Topaz and Peter James Scofields... I didn't expect seeing you twos...' a deep voice called them out.
PJ held her tighter as the guy approached them.
'And you don't even deny it, PJS?' The guy laughed.
'Malachai, get out of here!' Peter ordered.
'What a cute... bunker? Ooh wait... I see it all now... you're the father of her baby, aren't you?' Malachai chuckled, as he was getting closer and closer to the truth.
'What if he is, huh?' Crystal spat.
'You, definitely shouldn't open up when the father of your daughter is right in front of me, defenseless and I have a gun!' The curly haired mean man threatened them.
'PJS owns me and my dad, Malachai 1st, more than $7000.' He started. 'But if of course I have my money back in a 2 days I'd never knew you're dating and planning to escape.'
Malachai II gave him 3days for $7000. Knowing what they risked they accepted.

11/27/2002
Crystal and PJ only raised $4000 out of the $7,000 they asked for.
By stealing from their friends, their families, selling jingle jangle.
It was already too late, so they decided to escape without Toni, they took the decision of abandoning their daughter for her own good.
She was supposed to meet Peter on the corner of the Fizzle Street at 4AM.
They were supposed to but it didn't happen as planned.
'Cause during this fall morning PJ and Crystal were supposed to leave, it was their destiny.

      The car was moving down the road further and further away from their home. They were alone.
Their car didn't break down, they didn't have an accident.
It was just a lack of time, a lack of luck.
An assault by so many others.
When they opened their eyes, they were still alone, but tied to a chair, without a weapon or defense.
The footsteps became louder and louder and a silhouette appeared in the wooden doorway.
He had a grey fur jacket and black boots. A baton in his hand and that was it.
'A Ghoulies doesn't hang out with anyone but Ghoulies'.
'And a Serpents doesn't betray its own.' Added a voice that Crystal recognized.
Malachai I and Frosty Pajamas, otherwise known as Forsythe Pendleton Jones I.
'Word is out, PJS and we don't like it.' Malachai I declared as he approached.
The two men beat the two young lovers to a pulp.
They had betrayed their heritage and denigrated each other's families.
One Ghoulie, one Seprent and one child. All that could not be tolerated. So they put out the match before it started a fire.
Crystal struggled and saw her soul mate mortally wounded, bleeding to death before her eyes. There was nothing she could do.
She screamed and begged for mercy.
'Frosty Pajamas You're like a brother to my father, please don't do this to me...'
Too drunk to think, he pushed her back, shouting at her to shut up and not to remind her of this.
'My mother died because of the man next to you, please! Don't take me away from my Child! She begged him in vain.
He shouted, turning to her, threw Malachai's baton to her head and she fell to the ground.
'Shit!' Frosty Pajamas cried out.
He had done it.
Crystal wasn't moving. A red liquid was pouring on the cold concrete floor.
She felt her strength fading, she was close to the man she loved, but all she could think of was her daughter, the daughter she loved more than anything else in the world.
Crystal screamed, as loud as she could, the name of her daughter, tears mixed with the blood she was shedding.
And with a last breath she murmured:
'I'm sorry.' As if her Toni was only a few inches away.
Her eyes had closed, recalling one last time the sweet face of her child.