บท 22: Bird Gang

Chapter 22.

01.Reskeme Turned around and Began running away, he was excited and a little scared that the three Teenagers would catch him. The teenagers were dressing in bright and expensive looking clothes, all three were obviously on drugs. luckily for Reskeme, the teenagers were not quite as fast as the nimble Reskeme. He dodged around the corner almost slipping on the slick cobblestones. The three teenager ran around the corner, one wasn't near as lucky as Reskeme and fell on his ass. Reskemes footsteps were light as a feather as he ran away from the now yelling peacock. Through laboured panting Mr Peacock said," When I catch you, you are going to wish you never messed with the silver hawk gang". Reskeme yelled over his shoulder from further down the alley, "You look a lot more like one of those colourful chickens than a hawk!."

02. The second teenager who was slightly shorter than Mr. peacock Pulled his stick in a throwing position and hurled it at the retreating Reskeme. Luckily for Reskeme the man had terrible aim and didn't even come close to hitting the nimble demon. Reskeme watched as the stick bounced past him and clattered down the road. Reskeme leaned down as he passed and picked up the stick, he had to slow down and almost was caught for the effort, but quickly started running again now with a stick. Reskeme Smiled internally as he remembered the throw that had crippled him for a moment. He grasped the elbow-length of rough wood in his right hand preparing to throw it. At this point in the chase, the third man was just behind the first two and just staying caught up with everyone, While breathing hard from the chase through the alley.

03. Reskeme rounded the bend and took 5 steps before stopping, his shoes slid on the rough stone bringing him to a stop. he leaned back and when the boss rounded the corner Reskeme targeted the thing the boss treasured the most. Reskeme threw the stick with all of his might causing it to fly through the air striking the hat and the face the boy right behind him. Reskeme figured the leader would stop for his lucky hat, soo that had been the initial target, hitting the other guy in the head had merely been a bonus. The blood coming from the cheek of the man hit by the stick was also satisfying. Reskeme had little time to care about such victories, with a grin and pumping with adrenaline he ran through the street to another alley, trying to lose the bird gang.

04. Reskeme was breathing hard and knew he couldn't run much longer, Deciding he should run in the direction of the guard barracks he made his way in that direction. Luckily for Reskeme, there were now only two of the Teenagers chasing him as the one with the cut cheek was a wimp and given up. In the dark and the maze of alleys through the city, Reskeme got lost and took a wrong turn. He was just reaching the end of the alley when he noticed there was no exit. Reskeme cursed and turned around only to hear the clomping and scraping of boots on stone as Mr peacock and his sidekick the Pidgeon named for his hooked nose rounded the corner. They seemed much less exited for the chase and Reskeme could Tell the Pidgeon was about ready to quit.

05. while breathing heavily Reskeme said ." I see the bird gang has finally arrived, Where is your other member did he chicken out?" this last part Reskeme said with an innocent smile. The comment made the peacocks face turn bright red in embarrassment. The peacock looked exhausted and had dropped his stick somewhere along the way, the other teenager was carrying a small light looking stick, that left Reskemes odds of making it out of this alley without getting beaten to near-death pretty good.

06. Reskeme pulled out his knife, making the two older boys take a slight step back as they hadn't seen him armed at the start. Reskeme smiled and tried to show off, This action only proved to the bird gang he was completely inexperienced with the knife. The pigeon said, "Mark lets go back he has a knife, we could get seriously injured," The reasonable request was instantly denied". Mark (Aka) The Peacock, said," This little jerk deserves a good beating and that is what I'm going to give him." Mark held out his hand saying," Give me that stick if you are going to be a chicken, you should just leave and let me do it myself." The other teenager looked ashamed of his cowardice and blushed before passing Mark the stick.

07. Reskeme stared at the Teenager mark, who was now gripping the stick in both hands and stepping towards the anxious Reskeme. He had no desire to get beaten with a stick, Reskeme had been beaten before and remembered it was extremely unpleasant. This time Reskeme had a knife and would make The teenager pay for attacking him. The second Teenager had stepped back looking scared but not daring to leave his boss just yet. When Reskeme walked forward into range Mark slashed hard at reskeme who dodged the attack by taking a step back. Reskeme darted in and stabbed his knife hard into Marks's right arm. Reskeme was shocked, he had actually cut mark and took a step back While Mark groaned at the pain. The man only seemed to get angrier as he stepped forward after the attack and kicked Reskeme in the leg.

08. Reskeme felt a jolt of pain coursing through his leg almost causing him to buckle, luckily he just managed to stay upright. Reskeme slashed at the young man who managed to avoid the knife by stepping back. Reskeme could feel the steel of the knife digging into his hand, it was clearly not meant to be used like this. Mark winced taking steps back to gain distance as blood leaked out of his wound onto the ground, both boys were tired and the light had completely gone away after the sunset which was making this fight extremely difficult. Mark was no skilled fighter, he threw his weapon at Reskemes chest and charged like a bull. Reskeme lost his breath in a whoosh as the stick hit him hard almost making him drop his knife. Reskeme bent over grasping the knife as the charging mark approached. Reskeme fumbled with the knife drew his arm back and threw with all of his might at the approaching man.

09. The knife flew the short distance spinning awkwardly before hitting handle first off the shoulder of the charging teenager. Reskeme was cursing himself for never practicing with the knife before, It was a poor decision to try it on a person for the first time. Mike charged bowled him over to the ground with a pained yell. Mark punched Reskemes side causing him to scream because of the massive pain. the larger mark was wrapped around him Reskeme. Both boys rolled on the ground and of course, Mark ended up on top. Reskeme had no intention of fighting fair, he had his arms wrapped around the bigger boy soo he couldn't get any good hits. This allowed Reskeme to bite marks ear with all of his might causing Mark to scream in pain. Reskemes mouth was filling with blood as he shook his head tearing a chunk from the older boys' ear. Reskeme was pushed away from mark, He Rolled away on the ground. Reskeme immediately glanced around and noticed he was near the wooden stick. Mark winced in pain, as he yelled grasping his stump of an ear with tears coming to his eyes.

10. Mark noticed as Reskeme spit out the ear he had bitten. Mark walked forward and kicked Reskeme with all of his might, he leaned over and quickly grabbed the piece of a missing ear, Mark thought his father might be able to get it reattached. Mark Yelled in Frustration" ill get you back for this". Mark glared at Reskeme who had now picked up the wooden stick, The Messenger had blood covering his mouth and looked scary. Mark decided he had suffered enough and next time he would return with more of his gang or even his fathers gaurds. Reskeme watched mark as he turned ,cradling his missing ear and quickly walked down the alley. When Mark walked passed the shaking and ashamed-looking Pigeon, Mark hit him upside the head with an open palm before Yelling a couple of curses as they quickly left the now damaged, Dirty and exhausted.

11. Reskemes body was shaking as he slowly climbed to his feet watching the outline of the two older boys leaving the alley. Reskeme could see in the alley , the light was fading and it was getting extremely dark. The boy was extremely confused as to why he could still see faint colours and even the knife he had thrown earlier. Reskeme Gripped his wooden stick expecting The two boys to come back at any moment. When they didn't return,his body was finally able to tell him in excruciating detail exactly how painful it was to get kicked in the ribs. As the adrenalin wore off Reskeme felt aches and bruises all over,That jerk Mark had really hit him all over and Reskeme was sure he was going to be more bruise then not.

12. He winced as he walked over and almost fell over when his side spasmed while leaning to pick up his knife. Reskeme thought, he had thrown the knife correctly, It appeared he needed to practice a lot with the knife before it would be an effective weapon. Wiping the weapon of on his dirty uniform, Reskeme slipped it inside his coat pocket. Reskeme slowly walked back to his hideout he wasn't sure where he was going at first until he spotted a patrol of guards with torches. They kindly gave him direction. One of the guards noticed his sorry state but didn't make too much of a fuss as Reskeme simply told the patrol he had stumbled and fallen in the dark. The guards looked sympathetic as many people knew if they told who robbed them, especially if it was a gang the person would be hunted and brutally killed.

13. Reskeme Recognised the fifth member of the patrol of guards, as the man seemed the most concerned. The guard was Sergent mike, The man eyed the bruises that were clearly visible on Reskemes hands and neck. Reskeme gave the Friendly Sergent a tired wave he kept glancing down the mostly empty street. This street was at least lit by torches every now and then, unlike the alleys. This luxury was why there were still people out on business even at this hour. The slums were not soo lucky as the guards locked the gate to the slums and didn't let anyone in or out as it was too dangerous. Reskeme thought of those damn gang members as he looked down the alley, Every time he thought of what had happened and moved he experienced pain, this made him wince. To top it all off the taste of iron was still in his mouth and he was sure it looked bad no wonder the guards had looked soo concerned.

14. As Reskeme trudged away from the guards Sergent Mike said, "Be wairy of picking a fight with mark and his boys we saw him walking back to his fathers mansion bleeding from his ear.Sergent Mike said," It wouldn't be wise to pick a fight with a noble house". Reskeme was shocked hearing the gaurds words, The gaurds clearly knew He had gotten in a fight, now he was much less enthusiastic about the rest of the trip back. Reskeme was dejected as this was a fight he could never win, a fight with the son of a noble, even if it was a minor noble was a horrible idea for someone like Reskeme. Reskeme arrived at his hideout and dragged himself up the gutter, Pulling himself into the window. With a wince he crawled over to his bed and stripped off his cloths to go to sleep. Reskeme was now much more concerned as Mark would surely seek him out the teenager had seen his uniform and would now go out of his way to cause Reskeme trouble. The exhausted Reskeme didn't notice when his spells faded or notice in his fatigue that the familiar was nowhere to be seen.