Five months later...
Abandoned Warehouse, 2:34 PM
"This is your last test boy." The gang's leader, Katt Stackz said.
"You almost in nigga!" A dark skinned boy with a du-rag yelled.
This was all apart of the initiating process. In order to get into the gang, you must be put to a test. They don't accept anyone less than the best. If you pass the test, you're in. If you don't, you're in a heap load of trouble, for wasting their time of course. It was either a win-win or a lose-lose suitation.
"Get the pistol out Jawan." Katt spoke, while huffing on his joint.
Jawan reached out of the suitcase with the guns and pulled out a shiny, black pistol. He grabbed a cloth to wipe it off and then handed it to Katt. All the boys in the gang stepped back away from the boy who was being initiated in the middle.
"Let's see how you can handle pain."
Sweat beads filled the boy's light skin, his body trembling in fear.
Katt loaded the gun and shot the boy in the arm. The boy dropped down to the floor and the gang members surrounded him. He didn't even scream in pain, which was how Katt knew he was a solider.
Katt walked up inside the circle.
"Somebody come wrap his arm up!" Jawan yelled.
After wrapping the boys arm up, Katt spoke.
"The pain you feel now won't even compare to the pain that you will feel if you ever betray or leave this gang. But congratulations patna'. You fam now boy. You in." He said, reaching his hand over to the boy and helping him off the floor.
All the other gang members that were surrounding the boy gave him Congratulations and fist-bumps.
"You don't wanna turn out like one of my other niggas. His name was Daniel. He betrayed us. If you ever think about tryna pull some funny shit nigga I will bust a cap in yo ass and make you pay for all you've done. But if you do what I say, you'll get yo money, and I'll get mine. Got it?"
"Yeah." The boy said.
Now, The Royal Fam had another boy in their gang. Now the gang was really a family. With 45 men, Katt knew he had one of the most powerful gangs of all the streets of Compton. And he was happy about that.
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(Kris' P.O.V)
I checked my watch. It was almost time for my shift to be over. I'm glad I get off so early. I don't like to stay for work late, and plus I have other things to do in addition to work.
I had recently come into alot of money, and with it, I've decided to buy a new car. My 2008 Kia wasn't going to settle anymore. It's 2012 now, and I need a modern car that will satify my taste.
I watched the short handle of my Rolex watch move onto the "4:00" number. I silently smiled to myself as I grabbed my purse. I clocked out, indicating that my shift was over, and left the boutique.
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Today, I had to meet up with one of my good friends, Chresanto. He was like a brother to me, and the things I had to talk to him about were for his ears only. (Picture of him on the side)(icture of him on the side)
I parked in front of his apartment, which was on the third floor B. I got out of my car, and trudged up the stairs until I reached the door to his apartment. I knocked, and he answered.
"Hey Kris!" He smiled, pulling me into a hug.
I hugged back and stood in front of him, looking at his apperance. He looked really good today, except for the bulging wrap on his arm.
"What happened to your arm?"
"Ah, nothing. I just hurt it. No biggie." He said, motioning me into his house, and closing the door.
He had a nice apartment. Unlike most guys, he kept his place clean and I liked that about him. The creme color of the walls matched the brown carpet resting on the hardwood floor. Various paintings and family portaits outlined the walls; that's something I also liked about him, he's a mama's boy and he knows it. I think it's cute.
"Lemme see." I said, grabbing him by his shirt and sitting him on the couch.
I examined the wound beneath the adhesive wrap. I stared at it for a long time before saying,
"Did you get shot?"
He didn't answer me.
"C'mon Chres. You can tell me." I said, looking him in the eye.
"Uh, yeah, I did. I-I was playing with my little brother and he accidently scruffed me up with one of his be-be guns. That's all."
I rolled my eyes. I know he was lying, but I couldn't let him know that. I don't have time for an argument today. I just simply said, "Oh. You had me scared for a second. Well, I'm glad it wasn't anyone else."
"Yeah..." He said.
"Anyway, I came to talk to you about something."
"What is it?"
"Well, there's this gang. Called The Royal Fam. Full of good-for-nothing niggas. I hate them. I'm trying to get revenge. Got any ideas?"
His eyes bulged out of their sockets when I said that.
"Revenge?! Do you know you're up aganist one of the biggest gangs of Compton? You ain't doing shit." He scoffed.
"Watch me Chres. But it won't just be me, and me alone. It'll be all the other people that the gang has ever hurt or dangered. Put all those people up aganist them, and we might just cause a bang." I smirked.
His expession changed slightly.
"Alright, fine. If you think you can pick up enough people willing to do this then, I'll get some of my boys who might be interested in doing this for ya." He said, exchanging his hand out to me.
"Deal?"
"Deal."
We shook hands.
"So what's your stategy?"
"That's the thing. I don't have one. That's what I came to talk to you about." I admitted.
"Ha. Talking shit but can't even make plans? Typical you." Chresanto laughed.
I rolled my eyes at his silly joke. ''Stop shitting me. Gimme some ideas."
"Nah, I don't think I can do that for you. You need to be the mastermind behind this, not me Kris. I just help out when you need it."
"And I need it now Chres." I groaned.
"Nope."
I opened my mouth, but before words could even come out, Chres interrupted me and said, "Nope. That's my final answer."
I sighed. "Whatever Chres. I'll come up with a plan and tell you about it later. I'm out." I said, grabbing my purse and getting off of the couch.
He let me out of his apartment and I got into my car and took off.
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Chapter One completed!
Some questions to think about:
Why did Chres lie to Kris? Why is he putting the both of them in danger? Why did he join the gang in the first place? What is Katt Stackz planning to do with all of his men? Will Kris give up on the plan? Will she get help? Will she even think of one?
