Summary: One of the most feared gangs in all of Achievement City is the Fake AH Crew. No one is sure how they came together to become the most fearsome gang in the City, but many have came up with theories. Here you will learn about how each member came to join this Crew and a look into the many adventures they have had together.
Author's Notes: Here it is! My submission for the ragehappy big bang 2014. I had a blast writing this and I'm happy to have had Davie doing the art for me. You guys will like it I promise! I still had some one shots I wanted to do so this AU will be ongoing. I'll make additions to his master list as I go and I hope you all like it!
Summary: JJ was just out to get some supplies for his computer, just down to the store and back. Too bad that's not what happened.
Word Count: 1,167
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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‘Ugh, why does it have to be so damn sunny?’ JJ thought to himself as he walks down the streets. ‘This is why I prefer to stay inside my lair. Less light and I’m more comfortable.’
The hacker sighs, shoving his hands into his light jacket he was wearing. It was one of the few that didn’t have the Fake AH Crew Emblem on them, not that any of those saw the light of day either. JJ was outside because a piece of one of his many computers broke and he didn’t have the right pieces to fix it. He swears he did but they somehow vanished. Plus, he figures this would be as good of an excuse as any to get some fresh air. The others were starting to nag him about it so this could get them off his back for a while.
As he walks, JJ can’t help but mess with the pistol he had on him. He wasn’t the most skilled with a gun and he sucks with hand to hand combat. Being a nerd does that to one but he just never bothered to learn. He was meaning to get combat lessons with Michael and Ryan and shooting lessons with Jack and Ray but he kept giving them excuses not to. He was just a hacker, a guy that stayed in the background, he wasn’t going to be in on the action, right?
JJ feels someone grab the back of his jacket and he suddenly feels like he should have had those classes. Instinct drives him to unzip his jacket and pull free of it, but he doesn’t get five steps before he is taken down to the ground. His gun is taken from him as he is pulled to his feet, two sets of arms holding his behind his back.
“Look at what we have here,” a man in front of JJ says. “A nerd lost in the wrong part of town.”
“I don’t want any trouble,” JJ says, trying to keep his voice level. “If you want money you can have it, just let me go.”
The man tsks, “See kid, that’s now how we do things here. Where’s the fun in that?” He walks closer to JJ, who tries to lean away. “Now, you wanna know what my kind of fun is?”
JJ doesn’t get a chance to answer before his world is filled with pain. His head snaps to the side as he is punched. It left JJ reeling in shock and surprise. He’s never been hit before so the pain he feels is just horrible for him. It doesn’t stop there as the man then hits him right in the solar plexus, knocking the wind out of him. He gets no reprieve as the blows keep raining down on him as he tries to regain his breath. If JJ wasn’t panicking right now he would have remembered the quickest way to get his breath back after having it knocked out of him but because of his situation all logic in his brain was gone. Only pain and fear. Fear that he was going to die here and possibly never be found. Dying alone, with no one there to help him. All the commotion was mostly ignored except for one, who was making their way over to the group.
“The hell is going on he- Oh fuck JJ?!”
The punches are stopped and everyone, except for JJ, turn to see who was talking. There in the entryway to the alley stood Ryan, staring at JJ with a mix of surprise and horror. They were there only for a second before a look of anger and insanity takes over, his look moving towards the men that had harmed one of his fellow members. The two holding JJ let go, JJ flopping to the ground in a heap, a little whimper of pain escaping his lips from hitting the ground. Ryan’s eye twitches at the sound before a large grin forms on his face.
JJ doesn’t know how long he lays there for, in too much pain to even make an attempt to pull himself to his knees, but he listens to what is going on around him. He hears begging, his attackers pleading for his life, but his savior refuses all of them. In his pain induced haze JJ doesn’t know that Ryan is there. The begging was cut off by painful screams and JJ could faintly feel drops of liquid landing on his cheek. Blood, his brain managed to distinguish. After a while the screams fade away as well and only silence can be heard, followed by a soft curse and footsteps approaching JJ. He tenses up, worried for a moment that his attackers were going to hurt him again.
“JJ?” A voice asks. “Hey, can you hear me? It’s Ryan.”
“R-Ryan?” JJ stutters out, cracking his one good eye open, looking around before resting it on Ryan. “H-How did you f-find me?”
“Shhh don’t talk alright?” Ryan lays a hand on JJ, gently he might add, something Ryan isn’t and shouldn’t be associated with. “Just give me a moment to call Geoff, and I’ll explain.”
JJ nods and watches as Ryan pulls out his cell and dials their leader.
“Geoff? Yeah it’s Ryan…..Yeah I found him. Some thugs were attacking him in an alley…He doesn’t look good, Geoff. He’s been beaten up pretty badly.” Ryan holds the phone away from him as Geoff yells something through it. “Calm down, I killed them…Well, duh. I wasn’t going to let them get away with this…Yeah I’ll bring him over. Get Caleb to look him over before taking him to the hospital. Standard procedure. We’ll be there in a few.”
“Is Geoff mad?” JJ asks as Ryan puts the phone back into his pocket.
“Yes, but not at you. Just the guys that did this. Brace yourself, I’m going to pick you up.”
JJ winces a little as Ryan picks him up into his arms. He only pauses to grab JJ’s jacket, which was discarded off to the side during the attack, before exiting the alley.
“So...how did you find me?” JJ asks. “I d-didn’t tell anyone.”
“Ray went over to ask you something but you didn’t answer your door. Weren’t answering your phone either so Geoff sent us out to look for you. Dammit JJ you should have told one of us!”
“S-Sorry, didn’t think I was going to get assaulted while out.”
Ryan sighs, “I’m just glad I found you when I did. You could have died.”
JJ doesn’t reply to that. He already knew that he might have died back there. Lots of people die due to beatings, and JJ could have been one of them. He was very thankful he didn’t.
“Hey Ryan.”
“Hm?”
“When I get better, I think I’ll take those combat lessons. Those gun lessons too.”
Ryan stares down at JJ before he bursts out laughing. “Of course JJ. Of course.”
Summary: The Gurrens are a new gang with the same goal as any other gang: start up in Achievement City and destroy the Fake AH Crew. But with the Crew seeming to be one step ahead of them, will they end up on top?
Word Count: 2,059
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“Russell! Earth to Russell! You there dude?”
Russell King blinks a few times, snapping out of his daydream and looks over to see his friend and fellow gang member, Ian.
“Mm? Yeah I’m here. What’s up?”
“Jeez you were really out of it there. You alright man?”
“Yeah I’m fine. Had a late night that’s all.” Russell pauses to run a hand through his red hair. “What did you want?”
“Romero is calling a meeting. Something about stating a claim here. I don’t know I wasn’t quite paying attention myself.”
Russell snorts and shoves Ian away, “You are horrible. Alright lets go.”
Russell follows Ian out of the room he was in to the main area. Him and Ian were apart of a new gang called the Gurrens. Their goals were pretty much like all new gangs trying to start in Achievement City; start up their gang and attempt to take out the Fake AH Crew. Attempt being the key word because every time a gang had tried it seemed like the Crew was one step ahead of them.
The meeting wasn’t long and Russell wasn’t quite paying attention, Romero just introducing some new recruits. Once it was over the guys ended up sitting around a little fire they made.
“Alright who wants to hear stories?” Ian gleefully asks, rubbing his hands together.
“Stories?” Russell snorts. “What are we five?”
“Aw come on. Besides it would be good to inform these rookies about the Crew anyway.”
“You are going to scare them away before they even get any action.”
“Stories about the Fake AH Crew?” one of the rookies, Mitch, if Russell remembered right, chimes in.
“Well more like rumors, but stories none the less. Wanna hear them?”
The rookies nod and Russell sighs as Ian launches into the stories. He talks about each member as best as he can, since they really are just rumors and no one knows for sure if they were true. Russell picks up the slack when Ian can’t describe them.
“Wait,” Another rookie by the name of Cruz says. “You only listed nine of the main guys. Isn’t there ten?”
“There is. The one Ian missed is the Screen-looker. He’s the one of the last members to join supposedly but he is the more dangerous for gangs.” Russell informs.
“Really? Why is that?”
“They say he’s the reason so many new gangs get wiped out.” That got everyone’s attention and they all lean forward to listen as Russell explains. “He’s their undercover man. He can create any disguise and with the help of the Hacker he can easily get into any gang or even the police.”
“But how would he get information to the Crew if he’s in really deep.”
“No one knows. Anyone that might is either dead or apart of the Crew. Don’t worry though. Romero did very thorough checks to make sure he didn’t get in. You guys took them remember?”
Mitch groans, “Those were so long and intense. I never had to give up so much about myself before in my life.”
“So don’t worry too much about him. Besides if he is amongst us I’m sure we’ll find him eventually.”
“Russell’s right,” Ian agrees as he throws an arm around Russell. “My buddy here is pretty smart and if anyone can sniff out a snitch it’s him.”
That made the rookies relax a little and the topic of conversation shifts over to their own stories of how they got here. Russell tunes them out and looks around the warehouse, his eyes finally settling on a camera. Romero had them installed so they could try to catch any undercovers. He watches as a green light blinks for a few seconds before turning back to the red it usually was. Russell turns back to the fire and smiles, not bringing it up. They would just think he was crazy anyway if he did.
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Ian was walking along the streets of Achievement City, looking for Russell. He said he had to go meet someone a while ago and still hasn’t returned, so Romero sent Ian to go look for him.
‘Where could he be?’ Ian wonders. ‘What if he got captured by the Crew?…Nah I’m over thinking this. He’ll be just fine.’
Someone suddenly bowls him over and they fall to the floor. Ian swears up a storm and looks over to cuss out the person but to his relief it was only Russell.
“God damn what is your head made of?” Russell asks. “I think I have a headache from the collision.”
“Man where have you been?” Ian questions. “Romero was getting antsy. You look a little worse for wear.”
“Ah, that. Well, I met my friend and we chatted for a while. Got jumped on my way back.”
“You alright?!”
“Ian relax I’m fine. I got them all without a problem.”
“That’s good. Come on we need to get back. Romero wants to go over the plan again before the big day.”
Russell nods and the two climb to their feet. As they turn to head back to the warehouse, Ian chatting about something Russell didn’t care about, he turns to look back at where he came from. He almost swears he sees a man with red hair and a beard watching them go.
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The big day soon turned into a very bad one. Their way into the meeting zone was easy and simple, but what they found there sent Romero into a fit of rage. The men they were going to meet to get the goods were all dead and said goods were no where to be seen.
“God dammit!” Romero screams, kicking over a barrel.
Russell walks over to the guys and examines one of them. Rolling them over he spots a familiar insignia and turns to address his boss.
“Yo Romero you may want to see this,” Russell calls.
Romero storms over to Russell and when he spots the insignia he nearly loses it. There, on the floor beneath the dead man, was the Fake AH Crew symbol.
“How did they know?! No one outside of the gang was supposed to know!”
“Maybe we do have a mole,” Russell says. “Someone might have gotten past your interviews and gotten in.”
“I will find them. And when I do they will wish they were never fucking born.”
Romero then turns and storms out of the warehouse, some of the guys following soon after. Russell looks over to Ian and they exchange grim looks before leaving themselves. This was not going to end well.
A week later and they still haven’t found the mole. Ian asked Russell about his friend but Russell assured him that he never talks about gang issues with him. His friend wasn’t the brightest either so there was no worries there. One day though, they got a break.
It wasn’t even on purpose. Russell was just walking by and he saw one of the guys drop a police badge. In seconds the man was subdued and dragged before Romero, Russell throwing the badge at his feet.
“I think we found our snitch sir,” Russell says.
“I’m not a cop man!” the guy shouts, trying to undo the bonds.
“Then where the fuck did you get this man?” Romero asks, shoving the badge in his face.
“F-From the guy that I killed!”
“Really? But isn’t your name Justin McDanger?”
“I-I…”
“I think that’s all I need to hear.” Romero pulls out his pistol and kills the man. The rookies jump back and little and Russell takes a step back so he doesn’t stand in the pool of blood. “Let that be a lesson to you all. No snitches in the Gurren gang.”
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“We are all going to die,” Russell laments as he loads his weapons.
“Come on man. Be optimistic here,” Ian replies.
“I’m being realistic here. We are going against the strongest gang in Achievement City and you expect us to win? This is suicide.”
“It won’t be if we get the upper hand. They won’t know what hit them.”
Russell didn’t look so sure but follows his friend to the main area where the others were. Nothing needed to be said as they all load into their cars and drive off to where the Crew was supposed to be hiding out. It would be simple, get in and catch them off guard, kill them all and claim their place as the strongest gang in the city.
Except that isn’t how it went. Before they even got close, cars started to blow up right and left, the work of Vav. And like Ian said, if Vav starts, X-Ray would be next. Sniper shots started taking out the drivers as they kept driving. He might of had some help because twice as many cars were taken out than if it was just him. The cars that didn’t get blown up and sniped managed to make it under cover and out of X-Ray’s range. What only happened next could be seen as a bloodbath.
Members right and left were getting mowed down as they entered the building. Russell was separated from Ian and the others and took refuge behind some crates. He peeks out from behind his shelter to watch the people he’s spent over a month with get taken down by Mogar and the Mad King with the Boss and Redbeard covering them with guns.
A cry of pain causes him to turn to see Ian fall to the ground, gunshot wound to his stomach.
“Ah...Russell.” he cries, reaching over to his friend. “Help me.”
Russell bites his lip before taking a risk and diving out from his cover and shooting at the rival gang as he tries to make his way to Ian. Right before he can get there, the Boss takes one good shot and Russell takes a shotgun blast to the chest. Ian shouts as Russell falls to the floor and doesn’t get up.
“You fuckers,” Ian whispers as the Boss walks over to him
“You started it.” Is all he gets before having his head blown off.
The Boss takes a moment to survey the scene before walking over to Russell. He stares down at the body before kicking it lightly a few times.
“Come on Caleb,” he says. “They’re all dead you can get up.”
With a groan, ‘Russell’ sits up and throws the wig off, running a hand through his real hair to reveal himself to be the Screen-looker.
“Dammit Geoff did you have to shoot me with the shotgun?” Caleb asks as he rips his shirt off to reveal the bulletproof vest he was wearing. “You could have actually hit me.”
“But I didn’t….. You didn’t get hit right?”
“Yeah I didn’t get hurt. You sure they’re all dead?”
“Ray and Lindsay are out making sure there aren’t anymore survivors and JJ said everyone left that warehouse you guys were staying in.”
“Okay good.” He pauses to look over at Ian and sighs. “He wasn’t that bad you know. Only one that defended me when they thought I was the snitch. I almost got caught when I met Jack that last time but Ian bought my lie so it helped.”
“Sorry I killed him then. We can bury him if you want.”
“Nah it’s fine, he tried to kill you guys. We heading back soon? I wanna get back into my actual clothing.”
“Yeah, Kerry’s out back waiting for you. We’ll clean up here and join you guys shortly. Figured you two wanted some alone time after being separated for so long.”
Caleb playfully punches Geoff at that but smiles. He did miss Kerry badly, not able to get their thief out of his head. He walks past Geoff towards the back door.
“Oh and Caleb?” Caleb turns back when Geoff addresses him. “Nice story you told them about yourself.”
Caleb chuckles, “Well I was insulted when they didn’t talk about me. Got them real scared though so it was fun.”
Geoff laughs and excuses Caleb before going to talk to Michael, Ryan and Jack. Caleb exits the building and climbs into the car and greets Kerry with a kiss. The one thing he had to love about his job, besides the adrenaline that came with being undercover, was being with his lover when his mission was done.
Summary: A new gang is in town and they've taken Redbeard, The Boss' second, hostage. They think they can control the Fake AH Crew. They thought wrong.
Word Count: 1,527
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“How’s our guest?” The leader asks one of the men that walks out of one of the rooms in the warehouse.
“He’s a little worse for wear but he’s not dead,” The man reports. “He took out five of our guys before we subdued him. The guys roughed him up for it.”
“As long as he isn’t dead or seriously injured I don’t care.”
“Not to be rude sir, but do you think this is a wise idea? I mean we did take Redbeard, the Boss’ second.”
“Our dear guest is the perfect person for this my friend. My intel tells me that the Boss would do anything for his second back. Once our messenger gives the news to him I’ll have his crew doing whatever I want and I’ll soon own the city.”
The man just nods and walks away to check on their perimeter. The leader rubs his hands together, a grin working it’s way onto this face. Everything would work out perfectly and soon he would have the Fake AH crew in the palms of his hands.
‘He shouldn’t have shown his weakness,’ The man thinks. ‘You played right into my hands and you’re soon going to answer to me. I may be a new boss but I’ll soon be on top.’
He checks his watch, noticing that it was getting close to midnight. The messenger should have been able to find one of the crew members to deliver the message. The letter contained a lock of the prisoner’s hair so the Boss knew they really did have him. He had until midnight to answer or they would get their second back in a body bag.
Suddenly there was a knocking sound on the door to the warehouse. The leader turns to one of his henchman and gestures him to answer the door. The man runs over to the door and opens it before he stumbles back in horror.
“I have...I have the message from the Fake AH Crew.” The messenger says, his whole body shaking as he stares down at his chest. His chest was strapped with sticks of C4, a card on the front of it. The man who answered the door leans forward to read it.
“Vav sends his regards~.” He reads, his face paling. “Oh fuck!”
Before anyone could run or flee, the C4 goes off, creating a large explosion and making a huge hole in the wall of the warehouse. Many of the gang’s men were killed in the blast while others covered their eyes as dust and debris flew at their faces.
“Grab your weapons!” The boss shouts. “They’re here!”
As the men scramble to get their guns, the crack of a sniper rifle fills the air and men start dropping one by one. None of the shots missed their targets, the leader assuming that it had to be the crews sniper X-Ray. If Vav sent the bomb then X-Ray would have been the next up. Through the smoke walks two figures, each holding a melee weapon.
“Mmm looks like X-Ray left us some of the guys to play with.” The shorter of the two says, his glasses gleaming dangerously in the light.
“How nice of him.” The other replies, smiling over at his partner. “You take the ones on the left, Mogar?”
“Sounds good to me. Bet you I can get to the leader first.”
“Oh you are so on.”
The leader pales. If the shorter one was Mogar, that only could mean the man next to him was the Mad King. The two were the powerhouses of the Boss’ crew and for good reason. Both of them struck terror in both of the gang side of the city as well as the cop side of the city. Especially if they snapped, the leader has heard rumors about what happened to the people that made either of them lose it. The two let out a battle cry and charge at the remaining men, Mogar swinging his bat while the Mad King had a large knife.
‘I need to get out of here.' The leader thinks as he listens to his men’s cries of pain. ‘Live to see another day and try this again. Maybe if I take Redbeard as a hostage I’ll get away.’
He starts to back up towards the door where their hostage was, but he didn’t get far before he was tackled to the ground. A foot connects with his chest harshly and gets the wind knocked out of him. He looks up to see the Mad King got to him first, grinning down at him like he was a fresh piece of meat. He raises the knife high into the air, ready to kill the man underneath him. The leader raises his arms to try to block the blow but it never comes. He opens his eyes to see Mogar next to the Mad King, grabbing the arm that held the knife.
“Easy there,” Mogar says. “He’s not yours to kill.”
“But he took Jack!” The Mad King snarls, increasing the pressure on the leader’s chest.
“I know that he did Ryan but the Boss made it very clear that we couldn’t kill this fucker.” Mogar reaches over and touches Ryan’s cheek, and to the leader’s surprise his eyes soften a little.
“You said my real name.”
“And you said Jacks but this guy won’t be alive long enough to tell anyone.”
“Is it clear?” A British voice calls from the hole in the wall.
“Yeah, let the Boss know and have JJ check to make sure the cops aren’t coming.”
“Can do.” The owner of the voice’s steps trail away until they are gone. The warehouse is silent as the three wait for The Boss to come.
“JJ says that the cops are busy with the distraction he made.” A feminine voice enters the room this time. “He’ll let us know if they are coming this way though.”
“Perfect. Do two of you want to get Jack for me? I need to get a good look at the fucker that took him.”
“We will!” Two voices answer and the leader looks over in time to see two males run by them. He recognized one of them as the Hobbit, the best thief in the city. But the other one he didn’t know. Was he new or did no one know who he was? Only two names came to the man’s mind and since he knew that the Hacker almost never steps out of his hideout the man had to be the Screen-Looker, the Boss’ undercover man.
The heavy footsteps coming towards them caught his attention and he looks over to see the Boss take a stand on the other side of the Mad King, or Ryan as Mogar has supplied. The leader flinches a little at the cold, harsh glare he gets from the man.
“So this is the guy?” the Boss asks.
“Yup! He even tried to get away too. Ryan got him before he could get far.”
“He try to kill him?”
“Course I tried. Michael was here to stop me though. I know he’s yours.”
“Damn right he is. No one takes Jack and thinks they could get away with it.”
“Hey we got Jack,” The Hobbit calls, him and the Screen-looker supporting Jack as they exit the room he was kept in.
The Boss’ attention immediately turns to Jack and he quickly walks over to him. He gently touches Jack’s body, checking him for injuries.
“Are you alright?” the Boss asks, his voice soft and filled with concern.
“I’m fine Geoff,” Jack replies, giving the other man a smile. “They weren’t happy with me when I killed five of their guys but they didn’t kill me.”
“You idiot,” Geoff reaches up and touches a nasty gash on his left shoulder. “This is why I wanted to go with you this morning. I had a feeling and I was right!”
Jack rolls his eyes but moves his hand from around the Hobbit’s shoulder and onto Geoff’s hand. “Of course you’re right. Can we please just get out of here? I’m sure this’ll scar and I just want to go home.”
“Alright, alright. But first.” Geoff drags Jack forward and catches him in a kiss. It wasn’t a long one, Geoff pulling away after a few seconds but Jack was smiling wider after that. “Alright go. Ray and Lindsay should be waiting with a car to take you back. I’ll be right after with these two when I’m finished.”
Jack nods and lets the Hobbit and the Screen-Looker lead him out of the warehouse. Geoff waits until he hears the sound of two cars racing away before turning his attention back to the leader. He pulls out his magnum and walks back over to Michael and Ryan. He kneels down next to the leader and puts the gun to his head.
“You don’t ever take what’s mine,” Geoff growls, taking the safety off the gun. “Anyone that tries dies. You made your first and last mistake.”
The last thing the leader heard was the sound of the magnum going off.
Summary: Things look bad for the Fake AH Crew when they are helped out by a mysterious caller.
Word Count: 899
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“Guys I can hear the cops closing in,” Gavin squawks, fidgeting as he looks around the streets they were running down.
“So do we so just keeping running dumbass!” Michael snaps back, giving Gavin a glare over his shoulder.
The six of them were doing a heist and it wasn’t going to well for them. Geoff was just thankful he made the others stay back for now. Who knows what could have happened to them. They had gotten a couple grand before the cops came screaming down the street. Rather than staying and fighting them off, they did the smart thing and ran the fuck away. Only problem now was was that they were a little bit lost and like Gavin had mentioned, the cops were closing in.
“What’s the plan Geoff?!” Ryan shouts as he shoots another cop.
“I don’t know give me a minute!” Geoff replies, scrambling for anything that could help them get away.
Suddenly, his phone goes off. Swearing at whoever decided it would be a great idea to call, he answers his phone.
“The fuck do you want?!”
“You look like you could use some help there.”
Geoff freezes. He didn’t recognize the person calling at all. How did they get this number? He must have voiced this because the caller chuckles.
“I have my ways. I could lead you guys to safety if you’d like.”
“Oh yeah? How do I know you aren’t lying.”
“You don’t. But if you don’t you’ll get everyone there, including yourself, killed.”
He had a point, Geoff didn’t want to admit but he was right.
“Alright fine. But if you are lying I will hunt you down and kill you.”
“Duly noted. Now…”
Geoff is silent as he listens to the instructions given to him by the mysterious caller. With a cheerful goodbye, they hang up.
“Oh are you done now?” Ray calls, reloading his sniper rifle. “Because we still have the cops on our asses!”
“Follow me!” Is all Geoff gives them as he takes off running.
The other four look to Jack who just sighs and takes off after their leader. Figuring that following was better than staying there and getting shot, the others follow suit. The directions lead them to a warehouse, which they take refuge in. Right as they close the doors do they hear car sirens screaming by. They wait till the sirens fade away before relaxing.
“Oh hey you guys made it.”
The six of them are up and pointing their guns in the direction of the voice. Up above them, sitting against some railing, was one lone man. He was wearing a light jacket, white t-shirt, jeans and had sunglasses over his eyes. In his lap was a laptop, the screen open and the young man quickly typing away on it.
“So you were the one that called me?” Geoff asks.
“Yup. And I was telling the truth wasn’t I? I got you guys to safety.”
“Then what’s with the typing,” Ryan accuses. “Giving our position away?”
The man snorts, “Please. I wouldn’t have helped you if I wanted you arrested. I’m sending a report to the police to get them to stop searching for you guys.”
“You can do that?” Gavin asks.
“Well yeah. It’s pretty easy once you’ve broken your way into their mainframe.”
“You’re a hacker,” Ray offers.
“Not just any hacker. I’m THE Hacker. Got a bit of a rep in cyberspace. I know what goes on in this city twenty-four seven by watching all the cameras. I can make anyone’s identity vanish off of any database, I can make documents that are fake real and real fake. The sky is the limit for me.”
“So what do you want?” Michael asks. “Why save us?”
The man smiles, closing his laptop and standing up. Making sure he had a secure grip on his laptop, he jumps over the railing and lands on the ground.
“I’d like to join you guys.”
“You wanna join us?” Jack asks. “Why us?”
“If I’m gonna join a gang, gotta join the one that is on top right?”
“How do we know you aren’t trying to trick us?”
The man sighs, “Because what good would that do me? You’ve seen my face, you could easily kill me right now if I was, and I hate the cops here just as much as you probably do.”
“Why you do hate the cops?”
“Because they thought I was a joke. I wanted to work for the force, but they wouldn’t take me seriously and wrote me off like I was applying for fun. So, I hacked their computers in seconds and put a virus in them. They’ve been after me ever since.”
“Geoff, its your call here.” Jack says.
Geoff starts rubbing his chin, thinking over the offer. There weren’t a lot of cons about letting this man join them, Ryan could easily hunt him down should they betray them. Plus with this guy on their side they would be a lot more powerful and have access to a lot of info. Geoff grins.
“Alright kid, you’re in. Don’t screw this up or we will kill you.”
The man smiles, “Don’t worry, I won’t.”
“You got a name we can call you?” Michael asks. “Calling you the Hacker is a mouthful and it will get fucking old real fast.”
Summary: Caleb just wanted to have a good night, to destress from his demanding job and demanding father. Why was he disguised? Because it's fun, that's why. He might get more than he bargained for though when he chats with a fellow bar mate.
Word Count: 1,005
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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Caleb smooths out the tie of his latest disguise. He was just going to have a little fun at the bars, maybe mess with some people, maybe pickpocket a few people. He wasn’t quite sure how his night was going to go, but he knew for one thing he was planning on having a good time.
It was the weekend, giving Caleb a nice break from his nine to five job that he hated with a passion. The only reason he still kept the job was because his father, who he also hated with a passion, wanted him to succeed in life and this was his answer to that. Caleb didn’t want to sit at a desk for the rest of life and be nothing but a loser, he wanted to go out and have the time of his life. What his father didn’t know was that Caleb would go out every weekend, dressed up as someone else and have fun.
Now, if there was one thing Caleb liked, it was disguises. It was like acting, but way more risky. He was creating a new life and making others believe that he was an actual person. Caleb’s closets are just full of wigs and clothing just for this.
Caleb Denecour, or according to his fake ID, Jonathan Reeves, sits down at the bar and orders himself a drink. He glances behind him onto the dance floor, seeing what kind of crowd was hanging out here tonight. It mostly looked like college students, out partying like they always did. Turning back to the bar he notices someone has sat down next to him. He was dressed in a nice looking suit, the sleeves rolled up partway to show tattoos all up both arms. He looked like his night had just got ruined as he snaps out his drink order.
“Rough night?” Caleb asks, lowering his voice a little to get into the persona.
“You could say that again,” the man replies, chuckling a little. “That obvious?”
“Just a little.”
“Yeah. Tonight’s just been the worse.”
“Well nothing like drinking to help change your night around.”
“Amen to that. Geoff Ramsay by the way.”
“Jonathan Reeves. Pleasure.” Caleb reaches over and shakes Geoff’s hand.
The two engaged in a nice conversation, stopping only to order drinks or hit the bathroom. Caleb could easily say this was the most fun he has had, and he really wished that it didn’t have to end. Geoff was a pretty laid back guy, really funny when drunk too. Caleb checked his watch to find that he had stayed way later than he originally planned. He lets out a sigh, knowing that if he didn’t head home soon his father would somehow find out and give him a tongue lashing.
“Well it has been fun,” Caleb says, looking over at Geoff. “Wish I could stay longer but I really need to go.”
“That’s fine I won’t keep you, Jonathan. Or should I say,” Geoff smiles and holds up a wallet. “Caleb.”
Panic floods through Caleb and he quickly checks his pockets and sure enough, his wallet is gone. He swallows deeply and flinches a little, suddenly feeling the cold metal of a gun on his side.
“Don’t panic,” Geoff orders, his voice low yet Caleb could hear it very clearly over the loud music. He sobered up fast. “We’re going to get up and head outside alright? I wanna talk to you more. Where people can’t see or overhear us.”
Caleb nods, feeling sweat rolling down his face as he gets up. He was sure he was going to die, and he really didn’t want to die. He and Geoff exit the bar and head outside and into a nearby alleyway.
“If you’re gonna shoot me do it now,” Caleb says, turning around to face Geoff.
Geoff raises an eyebrow at that, clearly confused. “Why would I shoot you? I told you back inside, I just want to talk more.”
To prove his point, he even puts his gun away and puts his hands behind his head. It makes Caleb relax a little, but not the whole way.
“Alright, so talk then.”
“I have to admit, I almost fell for your little disguise there. You are very good at disguising yourself aren’t you?”
“Yeah,” Caleb couldn’t help but feel a little proud at that. “It’s fun to act like someone new for a change. I’m amazed you saw through it though. No one’s done that before. Well, none that are alive that is.”
“I could use someone like you. You’ve heard of the Fake AH crew, yeah?”
“Well, duh. They’re one of the most powerful gangs in Achievement City. The Boss pretty much rules it with an iron fist.”
“I’m flattered.”
It took Caleb a moment there to process what Geoff said there before paling.
“You...You’re the Boss?”
“The one and only. I’ll get straight to the point here; like I said before I could use someone like you, so how would you like to join my crew.”
“You want me to join you?”
“Yeah! We could use you and your disguises to join other crews or the police and be our mole, our double agent, our screen-looker.”
Caleb didn’t even hesitate. This was his chance to be free from his father, his stupid rules and the job he hated to his core.
“Yes. Yeah I’ll join.”
Geoff breaks out in a big grin, “Awesome. Here, this has my number and the address of where we usually meet. Meet us there tomorrow around six p.m.”
Geoff hands him a little script of paper before turning and leaving the alleyway. Caleb stares down at the paper in shock. He was in just like that. Well, it wouldn’t be easy for him at first, this he knew, but he was in.
“A screen-looker huh?” Caleb asks, his question directed to no one. A smirk forms on his face as the runs the name through his head a few times.“I like it.”
Summary: In one night, Lindsay has lost everything. She didn't know if she was going to live or die. She may just get a second chance, will she take it?
Word Count: 1,371
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
Lindsay's might seem a little weird and if it is I apologize! Hers was a little hard to figure out but I hope you enjoy it all the same!
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“There she goes!”
“After her! Don’t let her get away!”
Lindsay fearfully looks over her shoulder, just barely making out the outlines of her pursuers. She was scared, no terrified, of what could happen to her should they catch her. No one was out on the streets, it being in the middle on the night, so no one was there to see the scene playing out. Lindsay was running, covered in blood that was not hers, as she tries to get away from the gang members. She didn’t want to die, not like her family did. They died protecting her, giving her the chance to get out of the house. She felt terrible, hearing them screaming as he left, but she did not want their death to be in vain.
“Someone!” Lindsay shouts, knowing it might be futile but damn it she had to try to get help. “Anyone! Please help me!”
There was no reply, not that she expected any. Tears start to leak from her eyes, thinking that this was it for her. She didn’t want to die, she had so much she wanted to do in life. Go to college, get a good job, get married and have kids and die at an old age. But that will never happen now.
Lindsay rounds a corner and swears when she sees that she had run into a dead end alley way. She couldn’t turn around and run back out, her pursuers had caught up to her and followed after her.
“No where to run now,” one of the men say, a sick grin on their faces. “Now we have you right where we want you.”
“Gave us a run for our money I’ll admit,” another pipes in, licking his lips as he stares at Lindsay, making Lindsay shiver in fear. “But we can’t just let you live now can we.”
Lindsay shakes her head, backing away from the men. She wasn’t about to take her end without a fight, but she didn’t know what she could do. Her mind was screaming at her but thumping in her ears was making it hard to understand. Pretty soon she feels her back hitting a wall. The men in front of her laugh.
“Don’t struggle now,” one of them says. “We just want to have a little fun before we kill you.”
The man reaches out to grab Lindsay but she swats hand away. She tries to scream but a hand clamps over her mouth. She does not hesitate as she opens her mouth wider and bites down on the hand. The owner of the hand swears and tries to pull his hand free but she would not let go. She only lets go when another hand punches her in the face, sending her sprawling to the ground. She rubs the spot where the punch hit.
“Damn that bitch bit me!” the man she bit howls, and out of the corner of her eyes she can see that she drew blood. “You are going to pay for that!”
One of them grabs her by her hair and yanks hard, chuckling when she winces in pain. Tears are not falling freely down her face as she reaches up to try to get the hand to let go.
“Keep struggling all you want. It’s not going to save you-”
The sound of a gun firing startles Lindsay, and is confused when the hand that was grasping her hair lets go. A few seconds later the man falls over, a gunshot in his head. The other men swear and turn around to see who had shot their friend. Four people were standing in the alleyway, the two on the outside both holding guns.
“Beat it,” One of the guys in the middle say. “This is our turf.”
The warning goes right over the attackers heads, they only wanted revenge for the death of their friend. With cries of rage, they charge at the men in the opening of the alley. Lindsay couldn’t bear to watch and covers her eyes, praying that she wouldn’t die. She hears the sounds of gunshots, cries of pain and sometimes laughter. After a long while, the sounds cease and footsteps walk over towards her. She tenses up, thinking that whoever won was now going to finish her off.
“Hey,” a different voice, one she hasn’t heard at all tonight, says. “You can uncover your eyes now. Your attackers are dead.”
Very slowly, she does so, seeing two men standing in front of her. Both had red hair like her own, one was curly and the other had a beard to go with it. Behind them Lindsay could make out the other two checking over the corpses of the men that tried to harm her.
“You aren’t hurt are you?” the curly one asks. “You’re covered in blood.”
“No.. It’s…. It’s not my blood.”
“That’s good. What’s your name? I’m Michael and this is Jack.”
“Lindsay. Lindsay Tuggey.”
“Nice to meet you Lindsay,” Jack says this time. “Is there an address or somewhere we can take you? It’s not safe to be out at this time of night.”
"I…” The tears start a new again as the events of tonight play though her brain. “I don’t have anywhere to go. They killed my family. I’m all alone.”
Something flashes in Michael’s eyes and he stands up.
“Jack can you stay with her? I need to talk to Geoff.”
“Sure thing.”
Michael turns and walks over to the other two, talking to who Lindsay had to assume was Geoff. Jack moves and takes a seat next to Lindsay. They sit in silence for a moment, just the sounds of Michael and Geoff whispering filling the air. Lindsay nearly jumps when she feels Jack gently lay a hand on her shoulder.
“It’s alright,” Jack says, his voice soothing and washing over Lindsay. “They can’t hurt you anymore.”
It was all Lindsay needed to hear. Letting out a small sob, she turns and buries her face into Jack’s shoulder, letting everything out. Jack doesn’t say anything more, just rubbing her back as she cries. After a couple minutes footsteps approach and Lindsay pulls herself away from Jack to wipe the last of her tears.
“Thank you,” she says to Jack.
Jack opens his mouth to answer but Geoff clears his throat, getting their attention.
“Michael here says you have no where to go,” He starts. “Is this true?”
“Yes,” Lindsay says. “Those men killed them all and… And I’d rather not go back to the place where they died. I have no where else to go.”
“That’s what I thought. What about coming to stay with us for a while?”
“What? Why?”
“Michael here has had a similar experience and he wants to help.”
“I dunno. You guys look like that Crew from the news. The Fake AH Crew.”
“I won’t lie to you miss. Yes we are that gang, but we aren’t as evil as most make us out to be.”
“We saved your ass for one,” The last man says.
“Ryan shut up,” Michael says, leaning back and punching his arm. “You don’t have to stay for long. Just until you get back on your feet. It’s up to you.”
Lindsay was conflicted. These men, that the news as well as her parents have told her were scum and just in general bad people, saved her life and offered her a place to go. Maybe they weren’t that bad after all. What did she have to lose? She’s lost everything, like an angel that had fallen from grace.
"Fine...but only till I get back on my feet.”
Michael’s smiles and leans down to take her hand, “Great. Come on then.”
It’s not until a month in that she decides to stay with them. They all grew on her, even Ryan, who was kind of an ass at first to her. They’ve given her a second chance at life, and she would be damned if she was going to let it go to waste. That marked the day she took up the codename Fallen Angel, as a reminder that although she lost everything and was cast out, she can still go on.
Summary: Some thugs rob the wrong man. Known by two different aliases, known as Vagabond to the police and The Mad King to the gangs, this man is a force to be reckoned with. Can one man convince him to join the crew?
Word Count: 849
A/N: Here is my contribution for the Big Bang! Decided to go with the Gang AU because its a fun AU to do. Thanks to Aly (aka thepackwantsthed) for doing this whole thing and big shout out to Davie (aka jackinthatpattillo) for doing the art for my fic :D!
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“Well, well, well,” A thug says as he and his friends corner a man in a dead end alleyway. “Look at what we got here."
The man was sweating a little as he holds up his hands, appearing frightened. “Please I’m a new father don’t kill me!”
“Don’t worry, we won’t kill you. Just give us all of your money and we’ll let you walk away from this unharmed.”
The man quickly pulls out his wallet and throws it over the thug’s head, landing with a light thump on the group behind them. As they turn to grab the wallet, not paying anymore attention to the man, the atmosphere starts to change around them. The man’s face takes on a more demented one, a sadistic grin forming on it. He calmly and quietly walks up behind one of the thugs and with one quick flick, snaps the thug’s neck. The other two turn to see what happened right as the first’s dead body falls to the ground. Still with that smile on his face, the man pulls a switchblade from his pocket and slices another thug’s neck with one quick and easy motion. As blood rained down onto the man, having severed the artery in his neck, the third thug’s eyes widen in horror, recognizing the man better now that he was covered in blood.
“Mmmm no can do,” the man says, raising his knife into the air. “No hard feelings, but now that you know who I am I can’t just let you walk away.”
“You said you had a family! Please don’t do this! For them!”
The man stares at the thug for a moment before laughing, “Oh, I lied about that. I don’t actually have a family. I just say that to take people off guard. Now, please die.”
With one fluid motion he brings the knife down and stabs the thug in the chest. As he falls to the ground the man follows, giving the thug a couple more stabs to make sure he stays dead. The man climbs to his feet, walking over to where his wallet landed and picks it up. Putting it into his pocket he runs a bloody hand through his hair, not caring that he was getting blood in it.
“Well that was fun,” the man says. “I wish that they put up more of a fight though. It’s no fun if they don’t fight back.”
“You want more fun?” A voice asks, causing the man to look around for the source. “Maybe I can help you with that.”
“How about you come out first,” The man demands. “I won’t stab you I promise.”
“As if you could try,” the voice says, the man now hearing footsteps walking above him. A man drops down in front of him, taking a few steps back to give himself some distance. “But I must say, your reputation precedes you, Vagabond.”
“You a copper?” Vagabond asks. “Only cops call me by that name.”
The other man laughs, “I have my sources. But I know you by your other alias as well, Mad King.”
“And who are you? It feels weird having you know my aliases and not knowing who you are. Maybe if you step into the light for me.”
“Well, since you asked so nicely.” the man takes a few steps into the light and the Mad King’s eyes widen. He knew who was standing before him now, and he had to say he was honored.
“So what do I have the honor of meeting Mogar face to face?” The Mad King asks.
“The Boss wants to extend an offer to you,” Mogar says, placing his hands in his pockets. “He would like to know if you were interested in joining the Fake AH Crew.”
The Mad King’s eyebrows raise in surprise. “He wants me to join you guys? Why?”
“He finds your skill set would be useful for the group. That, and he is a big fan of your killing.”
“Oh?” The Mad King smiles and saunters over to Mogar. “And what about you?”
“Oh I find your style of killing very interesting,” Mogar purrs in reply, a smile working it’s way onto his face. “I would love to compare notes with you, if you join that is.”
“If I get to compare notes with you and get to work under The Boss then I would be an idiot to say no. You can count me in.”
“Great. How about we take this conversation elsewhere? The Boss and the others would love you meet you in person.”
“Why not. Lead the way, Mogar.”
“Better keep up,” Mogar says, winking as he takes off running, the sounds of police sirens starting to head their way. The Mad King chuckles and chases after him, not helping it if he was staring at Mogar’s ass. It was a very fine ass if you must know.
‘This is going to be fun,’ The Mad King thinks, a new grin forming on his face.
