Crime, Thrillers & Mystery / Fehler

"HURRY UP! RUN!"

Footsteps sounded against the concrete in the late night of the city. Pushing through the crowds was a young, acorn coloured hair girl, named Armonía. Surprisingly, she was only 13, and affiliated with gang members. Holding a pacakge, she continued to run behind the leader in front of her, panting and pushing through everyone, trying to outrun the police following.

Armonía was born into poverty, and with her parents unable to take care of her, gave her up for adoption. It was hard in a shelter, and it wasn't enjoyable either. Packing the belongings in one cloth shirt, she casually left the shelter to fend for herself. Just short of age 7, she wandered through the streets, begging for money and getting bread crumbs at the bakery. It was the same routine for 3 years, before The Street Justice found her, and decided to make her an official member. Don't be fooled by their name though, they have nothing to do with justice. Robbing and toying with the law, their past history unknown, with highschool dropouts or rebels.

"Armonía! Hurry!" Giustino, leader of The Street Justice, has their van door open for her. She hopped in, throwing the package in the back seat. He swirved off before she even closed the sliding door. At high speeds, they ran through red lights and almost collided into pedestrians and other vehicles. Passing the upper class neighborhood of Appalange, and finally into a cul-de-sac. The car almost hit the fence behind their "house". "We lost 'em!" Armonia said proudly, grabbing the goods. Giustino opened the door and let Armonia run inside the house...which used to actually be vacant. Giovanni, the next youngest member at age 16, exited from the passenger side. Armonia has a crush on him, but it's not as obvious as it seems, since she never talks to him and says the worst things to him. The four other members--Marca, Esteban, Fedele, and Kisho-- sat there and smiled, "Alright! What'd you get?!" Esteban stood up and eyed the brown box. "Well, we got to this old retired dude's house. Got some pieces." Giovanni said casually, taking the box from Armonia's hands and throwing it to the back, "Probably some cash too? They were planning to move. Would've gotten more, but they woke up and the cops were on our ass. We couldn't really get anything but that." he put his hand on top of Armonia's head, "Thanks to her...we got out quickly."

Armonia grabbed his hand, "Leggo!" she growled, standing near the corner. Giustino looked out the window, sighing as he closed the blinds, "I'd just hate for those cops to come and get us..." he sat on the couch and turned on the (stolen) television, and kicked the pile of cards in his way. "Oi! We were playing 21! Damn!" Kisho waved his fist at Giustino's face. He simply made a "humph" and payed no attention. "W...wait! Hold on! Don't give me the cold shoulder...!" Kisho got on his knees. "Heh heh! LOSER!" Armonia pointed at his face with a smug smirk. "Shut up squirt...!" Kisho ran at her and threw her on the couch, making her hit her head on Giustino's leg. "Craaaaaaaaaaaap!" she grabbed the back of her head, "Kisho, you freakin' idiot!" she shouted. "Oooh, sooooooorrryyyy~" he howled with laughter. "Grr..." she threw a pillow at him, "BWAHAH! PILLOW FIGHT!" Fedele threw a pillow at the silent Giovanni, "..."

And for them, that was a regular night.

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How was that? I was nervous writing a "crime" story. Ha. Constructive critism please! I hope it was okay. I haven't written a story in ages...

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