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Chapter One: Origin Of The Desolaters

July 22nd 1979. 2:46 am. Coney Island, after the big meeting set up.

The Warriors walk down the beach. They are all silent until Cochise speaks up.

Cochise - I think the Warriors has a bright future. We made it through that whole night!

Swan - We'll see Cochise. We'll see.

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August 13th 1982. 4:12 pm. Coney Island.

Swan is carrying a box out the front door of the hang out.

Vermin - Dude, where you going?!

Swan - Starting a life. A real life, not a life of danger. I have a few years left in me. I'm tired of cops and other gangs screwing with me.

Vermin - What about us, we named you Warlord..

Swan - Not my problem.

Vermin - What made you think of this anyway?

Swan - Well, now that you mention it. We have been betrayed. Most of out members have recruited to different gangs. Don't ask me why I have no reasons. We have fifty soldiers left. Problem is, about thirty are young bloods, and that does us no good. We are all leaving.

Vermin - But man, I don't have anywhere to go.

Cowboy (Just waking up and coming out of the back room) - Whats going on Warlord?

Swan - See you later..

Swan walks out the door. Vermin shrugs his shoulders as him and Cowboy go to the door and look out. Vests. Hundreds of Warriors vests. Laying on the ground. Vermin looks at Cowboy.

Cowboy - Dude, what the..

Vermin - I know, they are all gone. Its just us. But the warriors are finished.

Vermin takes off his vest and puts on a t-shirt. Cowboy just takes his vest off and sits on the floor.

Cowboy - The Warriors are finished, but.. I left everything to join this gang. I can't go anywhere.

Vermin looks at him.

Vermin - My life was lost years ago. I can't remember my mom's name anymore, let alone where I'd live.

Cowboy looks around.

Cowboy - I guess we are living here, roomie.

Cowboy laughs and tosses Vermin a beer. Vermin just sits against the wall as the beer flies past his head.

Vermin - But how can we just live here. No bread. Which means no food. No water.

Cowboy (laughing) - Smash and grab.

Vermin laughs and retreives the beer he had missed while thinking about the situation.

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August 13th 1982. 11:56 pm. Coney Island.

Cowboy runs like an sob into the local corner store. He runs out with a bag full of bottles of water, all the money they had, and all the junk food off the racks. Vermin laughs and they take off into the Liquor store next door. Vermin grabs a bottle of vodka and busts it. The cashier looks at Vermin and Cowboy cleans out the cash register. They run off into the street. Step after step Vermin gets more tired, although Cowboy has much more of a blood rush and is speeding down the road. Vermin looks back as he sees a cop and he starts running faster. They jump a fence and hide behind a dumpster. The cop leaves but when they get up they are confronted by some run-away Warriors.

Vermin - Holy crap. Why'd you guys decide to hang out here?

Random guy - No where else to go.

Vermin - Why don't you come join up with me and Cowboy?

Cowboy - We are making a gang.

Vermin turns around confused. Then he grins.

Vermin - I like it. I like it. How about Vermin's Gang of Soldiers?

Cowboy - Not quite. Anyway, come back to the hang out. And when we think of a name for a gang one of you can do a burner on the hangout to prove your loyal to the new leaders.. One of you guys is an artist right?

"I am!"

Vermin - Holy crap. Rembrandt? Why are you here with these guys?

Rembrandt - I needed somewhere to stay and to hang out with people I trust and I know have my back. Just like Cleon taught me.

Vermin - Smart kid..

Cowboy - Anyway, lets go!

They all hopped back over the fence and ran back to the hang out.

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August 15th 1982. 2:17 pm. Warriors Hangout.

Vermin and Cowboy are sitting at a couch, with about now sixty soldiers walking around the hangout. Cowboy and Vermin appear to be wearing new colors. They are wearing their usual clothes (jeans, sneakers) except they have black vests on. The vests have skulls on the chest on each the left and the right side of their vest. Vermin spills his beer. He gets up and turns around and looks down to study how much he got on the couch. Now you can see his back, where there is a fist with barbed wire around the wrist with messy writing above it that reads: The Desolaters. Vermin sits back down.

Vermin - Desolaters. Come here. (They all come over and stand around to listen to hear what Vermin has to say.) We have gotten to a large number of soldiers here, but the problem. Ever since the Warriors went down people have though that there is no gangs in Coney Island. Some guys from west Coney are trying to start a gang. They, do know about us. But they are the people who do. They are trying to get big and shut us out. Let's go show them what the Desolaters are made of.

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Minutes later they storm into the hangout of "The Heavy Muscles" and are all packed with bats and knives and hammers and such. Vermin busts through the door first and takes out a young kid with a blow to the head with a brick. The kid falls as the rest of The Heavy Muscles turn to The Desolaters. The Desolaters charge and it is pure Chaos. Blow after blow. About an hour later, only two Heavy Muscles remain. Cowboy hits him in the face with his fist as the guy falls to the ground with a spin and is out cold. Vermin tackles a guy and then one of the New Bloods of the Desolaters hits the guy in the face with a bat. Vermin looks up and smiles. Vermin claps as the wounded, but victorious Desolaters walk out of the doors.

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Moments later they are walking in the door of "The Desolater's hang out". Rembrandt just finishes a burner that says "The Desolaters" at the front of the hang out and turns to the rest of the soldiers. He smiles and Vermin gives him the thumbs up. Cowboy directs the Desolaters into the hangout and him and Vermin confront Rembrandt.

Cowboy - I'm glad you came back..

Rembrandt - Cleon always said soldiers need to stick together.

Vermin - Well he sure as hell was right.

Hope you like part one. Enjoy part two, that will be done by Cowboy_rules.

Man that story was amazing. Please have a look at the storys me and Cowboy Rules did about the forming of the Headwasters. Will be somewhere at the bottem but have a look!

a god a god amung writers

Wow those Headwaster stories are great. Maybe sometime we will all write one. All three of us. Actually if Cowboy Rules doesn't mind, u could join in on this. Cowboy?

i got no objection to that. the more the merrier i say. im writing next but lol

It will always be in order. Vermin_2_2, Cowboy rules, Ash Mackean.. unless you object Ash.. lol

you'll never guess what just heppened. i finished writing my part and it took me ages! then when i went to submit to post it and it came up page not found! it'll be up soon though

That sux, well ok

Unlucky mate, And yes i do object to writing!!!, Joke!. Yeah i join in on this story if ya want me to.

The Desolators were sitting in the hangout, chilling out after the previous night. The Heavy Muscle's hangout raid went exactly as planned. Vermin and Cowboy were siiting by the door with their beers.
"You think they'll be back?" Cowbay asked
"No doubt about it. I cant wait" Vermin replied laughing. Rembrandt was on the other side doing a desolators burner over the previous warriors one. It pained him to do it but Vermin insisted they had to get over those days and live in the now. Just as the Desolators were beginnig to react one of the Newbloods burst through the door with blood running down his face. He was panting.
"The Heavy Muscles....they got Tod" He said. Vermin and Cowboy jumped up.
"Lets go get these sacks a shit!" Cowboy said stroming out the hangout followed by 8 more Desolators.

The gang came to the back paths of Coney Island when the newblood told them to stop. They saw Tods body lying there, not moving. Vermin and Cowboy glanced at each other then Cowboy shouted
"Get the hell outta here! Its a trap" They turned to escape but were stopped in their tracks. 15 Heavy Muscles stood in their way.
"Ha! Were you little queer fucks gonna go now huh?" He said
"Who the fuck do you think your talkin' too huh? You guys want your asses wrecked again then come on" Vermin said. The Heavy Muscle leader jumped down from the lock up he stood on and walked towards the Desolators, closely followed by his soldiers.
"Your dead. LETS GET EM!" He shouted running towards Vermin and the guys. They were met with the Desolators running towards them too. The gangs collided hard and a riot broke out. The Desolators were out numbered 2 to 1. They held their ground. Cowboy and Vermin battled ferosciosly, knocking down several Heavy Musles There was blood everywere, along with broken bottles and dented poles, were they had been cracked over mens heads. The newbloods done surprisingly well too. Rembrandt was hving to fight 3 until backup arrived for him. He managed to take out one of the Muscles, stabbing him in the neck causing a massive flow of blood to come out of his throat. Cowboy turned to see a Heavy Muscle creeping up behind Rembrandt with a brick in hand.
"REMBRANDT!" Cowboy shouted but it was too late. The brick connected with the artists skull and he fell down, instantly unconcious. The Muscles then stamped on his head visciously.
"Vermin! I gotta get him outta here" Cowboy shouted
"Okay I can handle these pansys" He said as Cowboy ran to the aid of Reambrandt. Cowboy picked him up when he got there and ran off back to the streets. The battlem was nearly over anyway. The desolators were going to win.

Cowboy ran to the phone box and dialled 911 and asked for an ambulance.
"Stay with me man! You're gonna be ok!" Cowboy said. He thought back to the night with the Warriors. How they had looked out for each other. He had to do that now. He took Rembrandts colours off and left him by the box. He never wanted the gang getting into trouble because of that. Cowboy stood up and walked away. Having one more glance at Rembrandt.

SOrry for my loa i must have got a suspension or something, because I couldn't come on the site, but now im back. Nice cowboy_ruels, Im hoping to see some work from Ash soon

Rembrandt was lying on the floor outside the telephone box, His eyes opened slowly, He looked around and saw nobody insight, He felt his chest and felt that his colours were gone, "Wha-?" He mumbled and just closed his eyes and lay there.

Vermin stood with Cowboy and saw the 15 soldiers on the floor "Man what a bunch of wimps!" Vermin said laughing, Cowboy looked at him "This isnt funny!" He shouted at him "We should go to the hospital" He said. "No no no" Vermin said looking at him "We gotta get outta here" He said and cowboy nodded and they walked back to there hangout.


Yes very short but i have stuff to do like essays, I make more parts soon i hope!!

It is now quite a while later. Bodies being scooped up and taken to jail by local police. About 95% of the Desolaters somehow made it home. Most of the soldiers laying there are part of the 'heavy muscles'. Vermin and Cowboy, just with a few minor cuts and scratches sit in the hangout with a new respect from their Desolaters. They sit with pride, because for the first time during being warlords, they finally feel like leaders. They finally feel the way Swan should have.

*****

Vermin is talking on the phone, Cowboy watching.

Vermin: Yeah? Well, yeah I know. And I.. yeah.. I know. But we.. yep. Thats ok..

Vermin hangs up the phone.

Cowboy: What'd he say?

Vermin: Ajax says hes gonna stay up in the bronx. Apparently he has a job in some UFC type thing.

Cowboy: Damn.. he was gonna be our biggest heavy muscle.. Let's start trying to get some of the others back.

*****

Rembrandt opens his eyes in the hospital to see _____ Standing at the foot of his bed..

I know its short but I am playing the warriors on my ps2 right now 

Holy crap I hate you!!!! Hurry up and finish your bit so I can find out whos at Rembrandts bed!!!! or pm me and tell me seeing as Ia m one of the writers  8) (I dont really hate you i', just anxious to see what happens)  O:)

*****
Rembrandt: Wha.. what are you doing here?
The woman stands there.
Rembrandt: Wait a minute.. Are you..? Your my mother!? Aren't you! I haven't seen you for a long time! Mom!
*****
Rembrandt: Whoa, must've been a dream.. WHOA!! Your Sully! From the ORPHANS!

Sully:.. quiet.. quiet down. I was at my hangout but my Orphans got beat down by some guys. They said they were taking out every gang until they beat every gang in New York. They said you were next. Called themselves 'The heavy muscles'. I didn't stick around. They came in all packed and they took out all our men. The Orphans are done. They said they were sending us to the hospital with all the 'Desolators'. I came to see if I could join up, seeing as my gang just got wrecked.

Rembrandt: Well.. I don't know.. I..

Sully: Don't worry about it. You guys staying at the Warriors place still?

Rembrandt: Well, yeah but..

Sully: I'll help you get there. Then I can see if I have what it takes to be a 'Desolator'. You Desolators are starting to get a heavy rep now anyway. They talk about you in the paper, up in Tremont. Come on, lets go.

*****

Sully and Rembrant walk into the Desolators hangout.

Vermin turns his head to them.

Vermin: WHAT THE HELL??

Cowboy: Rembrandt what is going on??

Rembrandt: Don't worry, Sully helped me from the hospital back home. Can I have my vest back?

Cowboy: Helped you? Sully, were gonna have to have you try out for the Desolators...

Continued by Cowboy Rules..? lol