The Thieves (Rebellion)

Chapter 1

“Take those too. We could make a little profit with that.” I said to Nathan.

His big brown eyes stare at me with surprise. While his red hair fell onto his forehead making him look younger. He’s one year younger than me but has enough wisdom to make him seem older.

“But we have too much in the cart already. It’s already getting too heavy to push, cant we just leave it?”

Six pairs of eyes lock onto mine waiting for my command.

“Do you challenge my order? Nathan? Shall we have this conversation again?” I raise an eyebrow to challenge him right back.

For his answer he throws the giant speaker onto the overfilled grocery cart.

“Anyone else object?” I ask calmly.

Five pairs of eyes turn away but one looks at me with concern. Trinity is just five but has grown up fast. You have to when you live day by day in our shoes. Her piercing blue eyes hold love and compassion for everyone in our group. Unconditional love, plain and simple.

“Phillip. Quill. Check the street.” I say throwing two pistols their way.

“Aye.” They say in unison.

It’s creepy how in sync they are but they’re identical twins, so it’s expected. Phillip and Quill were dumpster diving when we stumbled upon them. They were both skin and bones looking to fill their deprived hunger. I offered food to them in return to get by safely and they just followed us, making them apart of the group.

“Thomas push the cart, Serena grab a gun and watch Trinity, Nathan you take the rear. Let’s move it people!” I shout out commands.

Everyone takes positions by the front entrance of the warehouse waiting for the twins to give the signal. The city is infested with thieves, if you don’t watch your back you could get your stuff jacked or get killed. We don’t cause trouble, we just want to get by not like some Infamous gangs. Like the Fowlers, The Poison Gorillas, East Coast Souljas, and the Surayliens. Causing chaos for no reason, it disgusts me. Why make this world worse than it is? Pick on someone your own size instead of innocents.

Two shots fired out. Sending me into action because that’s not the signal.

“Serena you stay here with Trinity and Nathan you’re watching over them while Thomas and I go out and see what’s happening. If we don’t come back soon it’s up to you, Nathan, to take them to the rendezvous point and stay until dawn tomorrow and then leave if we-“I couldn’t finish it because I wasn’t going to die, not today.

Thomas Grabbed his sawed off shotgun. I pulled out my Agram 2000 and we hit the ground running in the direction we heard the shots fired. A couple buildings over, more shots rang out and we put our backs to the wall. The twins took cover behind a construction sites trailer. Three hoodlums were advancing.

“There are three of them you take the left I’ll take the right.” I mouth to Thomas.

We leave the cover of the building running and start shooting at them. We take out one, but the other two scatter and take cover behind Tractors and Piles of wooden planks. The bigger of the two shoots and catches my shoulder. I drop and roll to the nearest cover. I look for Thomas and see he took out the one that shot me. The other one runs off down a side street. My hand goes up to my shoulder, I pull back, and see I’m bleeding. It took off the top a little, just grazing the shoulder bone. The twins and Thomas come running over.

“Let me see.” Phillip says urgently.

He pushes the strap of my tank top off my shoulder. Blood runs down my front. I gasp at the white hot pain.

“Here take my sweater.” Quill shoves it into Phillips hand.

They both wrap it around my shoulder and under my armpit. Thomas picks me up so we can run to the others. Nathan jumps out and points the gun in our direction. Realizing it’s us and seeing I’m hurt he tells the girls to follow. We run through the side streets of the city to the neighborhoods. Thomas breaks into the nearest house (that has not been bombed) and heads straight into a room that has a single couch in it and sets me down.

“Yo Nathan, go and check the bathrooms and see if there is a first aid kit.” Thomas barks out.

I readjust myself into a more comfortable position so my shoulder won’t have any pressure on it. Trinity comes over and sits beside the couch.

“You’re going to be ok? Right Airy?” She’s says with her eyes looking glassy.

“Of cour-“I clear my throat from the pain, “Course Trinny it’s just a little banged up at the moment but I won’t die.”

“Pinkie Swear?” She hiccupped getting ready to cry.

“Pinkie swear.” We hooked our pinkies together.

She waddled off to help Serena look for anything valuable or some food.

I close my eyes from the pain and think about how to get the stuff back either by going back and getting it or hitting another part of the city.

“Damn, we lost a lot of money leaving the stuff behind.” Phillip says reloading his gun.

“We could go back and get it. But it’s pretty risky.” Quill says.

Phillip and Quill are the only ones in the room.

“Where’s Thomas?” I ask.

“He’s checking the perimeter.” Quill shrugs like it didn’t bother him that Thomas was alone.

No one goes anywhere alone even in a small area. I was not happy and I was about to unleash my anger from my pain on them when Nathan came back with a first aid kit. He patched me up and stuffed the first aid kit into one of the backpacks. I sat up and winced.

“I think we need to stay here for the night.” I say.

“That’s a good idea. An even better idea would be if you sent Phillip, Thomas, and I to go grab the cart.” Quill adds.

“What about me? Why do I never get any of the action?” Nathan argues.

“Because you’re the youngest, so get over it.” Quill Replies with a sneer.

“Screw you dude.” Nathan sulks out of the room.

I feel bad for Nathan but we don’t need to go play hero out in the big, bad, scary world. I grab my gun from the floor and reload. The ammunition is running low so we’re probably going to need to stop by the bunker. We stashed a whole bunch of guns and ammunition in an old military bunker that was hidden in the forest on the outskirts of an old town. I need to remember to-“Hey Airy! Hello? You there?” Phillip interrupts my mind babbling.

“Uh-huh yeah, what’s up?”

“So can we go grab the cart before sunset?”

I think about the pros and cons and decide there’s too much riding on this delivery, we need the cart. “Yes, but you need to bring Nathan. I don’t want to but it’s better to have four than three right?”

Both groan out loud clearly not wanting to. Thomas comes through the back door and is met with the twins shouting that they need to hurry up and leave. They call out Nathan and he instantly perks up and grabs his gun from his bag. I tell them I’ll watch over Serena and Trinity. I’m met with worried and unconvinced looks.

“Just get our cart please I don’t need you guys worrying about me. I can move around and that means I can kick butt ok? Jeez.”

I lead them out the front door that’s been kicked off its hinges and tell the girls to come outside. We look around the house to make sure that Thomas didn’t miss anything. It was all clear.

We spent the next four hours in the backyard on the play set talking about everything and nothing at the same time. When the boys came back it was utter chaos. They ran through the gates and swiftly closed it. No cart with them.

“We gotta-go now!” Thomas says gasping for air.

“Whoa! Wait, what’s going on?”Serena asks.

“Surayliens!” Phillip says.

We grab the stuff from the house and jump the fences heading to the path that will lead us to our bunker. Dodging rubble and trash, scraping skin against everything with our ripped up jeans that were ripping more. Thomas carries Trinity like a football. It would have been funny in any other circumstance but not now. After awhile we slow down seeming to have escaped. Nathan hands out water bottles to everyone while we all sit under a tree in the shade.

“Ok what the hell happened back there?” I demanded.

“Well we went back to get the cart and there was this guy looking through the stuff. We confronted him and then a group of big guys came out of nowhere. We tried to reason with them but they weren’t having it. So then we took the cart and ran but it was too heavy for us to get away so we had to ditch it.” Thomas explained.

Nathan looked at me at that part where it was too heavy with a hint of a smile on his lips. I flipped him off .

“Damn. Well at least you all got out alive. So what did they look like and how many were there?” I asked.

“There was this guy with black hair that was the skinniest of them all because all the rest were packing muscle, except for this pinked haired girl who looked pretty evil. In an evil pixie way. And the rest were just muscle and more muscle, all of them looked in their twenties except the leader and the girl.”

“It was just five of them but they equaled to about eight men in size.” Phillip said.

“Guess we need to go back to the bunker and reload on everything.” I sighed with disappointment.

We all got up but then the ground started shaking and the trees around us started to rain leaves. A green and yellow shower.

“Earthquake!” We all shout and run till there are no trees above us to come crashing down. The meadow flowers sway just a bit to fool you to think its wind but the ground gave it away.

Everyone lays on the ground so they won’t fall over in the violent tremor of shakes. It lasted about ten minutes with breaks in between. It’s steady enough after a while to get up, so we start moving. Trying to get back to the bunker before sunset.

“That was my first earthquake.” Serena says next to me.

“I’ve been through one before. Except this time I wasn’t alone”

We walk in silence for a few minutes when the trees ahead of us break away to show a rundown town in the middle of nowhere.

“Let’s split up and remember we may not be out of the woods yet. Let’s just get to the bunker and get out of here.” I say quietly.

We get past the trees at the edge and Phillip leans over and whispers “We’re out of the woods now.”

Phillip and Quill start laughing so loud we cover their mouths instantly trying to muffle their laughs. Then all hell breaks loose.