The Lobster Gang

Life... My definition? Misery, pain, harsh, hateful, sad, not worth living it? Well that's what it is to me.

I had a dad and a mom who were never home. I was always alone. Sometimes I wish I had siblings but other times I say... Why bother? They are annoying little pests who get in my way when I need some time for myself and not for working!

Yes I work. I am currently working at an art studio, teaching others the way of art.

I am sixteen and live in a rather small home for my rich parents. It was a broken down house that only few would be interested in. I found it the most marvelous thing though.

I wondered around finding cracks and burn marks from the fire years ago, before we moved in. I took in the sadness and loneliness of the place.

I went to school when I could. Most days I went but when my parents were home I couldn't. They always "Needed me."

By this I mean my mom and dad would begin to fight. My mom would slap me and my dad would do the same, each trying to prove a point.

I would have scars and bruised all over at the end. Then after a while of being alone in my room, my dad would come up with a knife. He would smile an evil smile and cut my skin, heading back to his room laughing.
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As I woke up, I remembered that my parents were still home meaning a long night ahead of me.

I walked down stairs to see my mom crying. I walked over slowly, careful not to frighten her.

"Mom... What's wrong," I asked cautiously.

"Y-you're dad! He b-brought a women home l-last night," she cried.

"Oh no! Mom are you okay?"

She nodded her head as my dad and a women came down the stairs laughing.

I knew I would be in trouble if I did this but mom felt so bad...

I ran up and slapped my dad and the girl"How dare you hurt mom like that?! You son of a b****!"

"HOW DARE YOU TALK TO YOUR FATHER IN THAT TONE YOUNG LADY," he boomed grabbing my arms so I couldn't move.

"I'm leaving. By Richard," the lady said and left.

Dad evilly smiled at me"Kate, where's the rope?"

Mom pointed at a cabinet still crying. He dragged me along to the cabinet, getting the rope.

He tied the rope around my arms and grabbed some extra while I made no struggle.

He brought me to an extra room, throwing me against the wall. He tied the extra rope and tied it around my legs.

He left to the kitchen to get a knife and some extra things.

'Great! Not this again...' I thought. This had happened before when I stood up to my dad but I was young.

Now that I was older there was no telling what he would do. I could be dead when he was done torturing me!

He came back in, slamming the door shut behind him. He held a knife, a blindfold, and a towel.

"Chloe... I don't how you became so evil! With that innocent blonde hair and innocent blue eyes... You look like an angel but act like the devil!"

"I am your daughter," I hissed. With shock on his face ,he jerked me up.

"Well I'm sending you to a gangs hideout. They said they will take special care of ya'! They have a newbie and he needs to learn the basics so I told them I had a test dummy."

I nodded as he put the blindfold around my head. He then stuffed the towel in my mouth and cut me on the arm.

He guided me along to his car and we drove off, the sounds of a weeping mother leaving my ears.

'Some dad! Dropping his kid off with a gang! I will be dead soon thanks to him!' I thought to myself.

I felt the car stop. Soon I was dragged out and thrown in a room.

"Goodbye sweetheart. I love you," were my dads last words before he left.

I blowed the towel out of my mouth and pushed the blindfold off, using my head and the wall.

I looked around for a sharp object. I saw a piece of glass nearby and went to work. Once the ropes were off, I stood up and stretched.

I walked around, looking at details of the room. The grey walls covered in gum and graffiti, were the least ugliest thing in the room.

There were old and torn chairs, a broken table, a broken mirror, many beer bottles, drugs on the floor, and a chair that looked fairly new.

As I was walking a light shone from behind me. I turned around to see the"Newbie."

He had brown hair and what looked like green eyes. He looked a year or two older then me.

He smiled evilly at me. I smiled back with less evil.

"Perhaps you don't understand why you're here blondie," he smirked.

"Oh I understand perfectly. I slapped my dad and am here for punishment to help a newbie," I replied calmly.

He laughed"Come here."

I walked over and held out my arm, showing him the cuts from before.

He pulled a knife out of his pocket, shutting the door behind him. He took out the blade and looked at me with pure disgust. He then began to cut my skin.

I laughed the whole time, making him irritated.

"Hey! Could you cut me there? It's itchy," I said as he cut me harder.

"So are you here because you want, force, or had no choice?"

"No choice," he hissed.

"There's always another way then crime," he cut me harder"But I would prefer crime myself."

He stopped"Are you crazy or is that natural?"

"Not crazy, just different."

"Why aren't you screaming?!"

"Want to know a secret," I whispered as he cut my arms again.

"Sure why not," he said sarcastically.

I rolled my eyes"Cutting doesn't hurt me anymore."

"What?!"

"My dad has cut me so much it doesn't hurt."

"Oh my god why didn't you tell me that?!"

I shrugged my shoulders.

"Well I will have to find a way to hurt you then," he said and pushed me hard against the wall.

I laughed again"This doesn't hurt either!"

"You are a useless test dummy," he hissed.

"I have always been useless," I replied simply.

"Well then follow me," he said grabbing me by the arm and dragging me along, out the door.

We went through a series of hallways and to another door.

"Boss this chick doesn't feel any pain," the boy complained to the boss.

The boss was a chubby man, sitting in a small office.

"Well we might can use her."

"What?!"

"Yes... We could use her to lure our enemies in. She has the body and looks for it. She could easily get someone to think they were coming to her place and end up here."

"...Fine."

"Kid you want in?"

"Yes," I replied. Better then being at home.

"Come on, I'll show you the training room," the boy groaned.

"So what's your name? I'm Chloe," I replied in my easiest voice.

"Jackson."

I nodded my head and kept silent. I was going to have to be tough in here and for me, that's not hard.

We walked in and I was introduced. I stared them all down a moment before giving a slight wave.

I stood the whole day, watching everyone silently. There were to many people there to name but I could still tell what personality each had.

Soon, over half had left. Then more left and there was only five left, including me.

"Chloe, this is Bob and Rob. They are twins. The last one over there is Sammy. He is the technical guy."

I waved and suddenly felt out of place. What was I doing? I just decide to join a gang because they thought I was of use?

I shrugged it off and watched everyone again.

One of them noticed and yelled"What are you staring at?!"

"You idiots," I said with an emotionless face.

"Hey! We aren't idiots! I am a highly trained technical guy!"

I snorted"Are you drunk," seeing the bottles around him.

"F*** yeah!"

We all laughed. I assumed this one was Sammy.

One of the twins came up to me and smiled"Want one?"

"You mean do I want to get drunk in a room full of gang men? No I think not."

"Come on," he said putting a hand on my shoulder. I could tell, he to was drunk.

I flipped him by the hand and hissed"Don't touch me again."

"I think it's time to show you to your room Chloe," Jackson said grabbing my arm and pulling me out before I could hurt someone else.

"But that was really fun," I complained trying to resist him pulling me.

"You know, at first I thought you were brainless and now... I think you are a big threat. Even to me."

I smirked"So I'm stronger then you?"

"That's not what I said!"

"Admit you idiot."

"Never," he replied.

I rolled my eyes as he led me up to a room. I looked around a little before I walked in.

The room looked decent. It had a bed, a table, a cabinet, a closet, and the walls were hardly torn.

I nodded a thanks as he left. I got on the bed and curled up tightly. I fell asleep after a while of thinking. What would happen after today?

 

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Oh yea! Lobsters are da 

 

yea I wrote a lot in the first one but I'll make sure to make the next update shorter

 

What was that noise? I could hear it but I couldn't tell where it was coming from.

I opened my eyes as the ear piercing siren ran throughout the place.

"Oh my god be quiet! I'm trying to sleep," I screamed at the noise.

"Not anymore your not," said a voice in between the siren that could only be the boss.

I groaned and got up. I silently walked down to the training room. There was the four others and the boss waiting on me. They seemed to be blocking something.

I tried to look over but they were to tall.

"Who or what is behind you," I asked loudly and demandingly.

"Someone special," the boss said as he motioned for the others to move. They moved out of the way and I smiled and evil smile at the sight.

It was Jessica, the one who always called me emo and got others to do the same.

"What are you going to do to me," she cried desperately.

I walked over and circled her whispering"I won't kill you. Not yet."

She gasped and cried. I laughed at her own stupidness and turned to the others.

"So what is the point in kidnapping her? I really hate her."

"Well we needed someone you could use anger on. To prove that you were really going to go through with this," the boss said eyeing me.

"Okay," I said turning around to Jessica.

I smiled a sweet smile and said"Jessica you deserve this," and punched her square in the jaw.

She cried and I turned back to the others"That good enough?"

"...Yes. You didn't even hesitate. You straight out used anger on her like you was told. Good."

I nodded my head as the twins took Jessica away. I hoped they were bringing her back home.

"So why exactly am I up so early?"

"Well we are giving you a job and it starts tomorrow but for now we will need to fill you in on some things," the boss said motioning for me and Jackson to sit on the couch.

Did Jackson not know what he was about to tell me? Shouldn't he know by now?

"Okay well lets start with why we are called the lobster gang. Lobsters are people who have killed others for pure fun. Not because they deserved it but because they were in the wrong place at the wrong time. That's why we are here."

So lobsters were people now? Wow, this man is messed up.

"So here's the plan...," and I probably shouldn't tell you the rest. It's classified until time to start.

Me and Jackson had an important part in this plan. We had to train the rest of the day in case anything did happen though.

As we moved the couch and things around, Sammy brought some dummies. He attached them to the wall and moved out of the way.

Then Bob, I think, handed me three knives. Rob handed Jackson threes knives as well.

"Ready... Set... GO," the boss screamed.

I threw the first one and it hit directly above the heart. I then aimed at the brain and it went straight through.

I aimed at the heart again and this time hit it. I sighed as the last knife left my hands.

"Good job Chloe," the boss yelled.

I looked over to see Jackson had thrown them all in the heart.

"Remember Jack, more than the heart can be killed," boss screamed at him.

I smirked at him and left with the boss. We were all going to the shooting range.

It was indoor and had a piece of glass that separates us from the others.

Jackson walked in first geared up and ready to shoot. He shot the five shots. Two above the center, two in, and one on the ring around it.

My turn. As he walked out I walked in to the range, not surprised by the smell of rotten cheese. Why do they not clean this place?

I shot at the target hitting four in the center and one above it. I laughed at the confused faces and walked out, taking the goggles and earpieces off.

"Wow I think you are both ready," the boss said excitedly leaving the room.

I was excited for the next days events. I was going to prove I was lobster gang worthy and I wouldn't let anything stop me.

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I made this one shorter

 

is it still to long?

 

I think I will have an update tonightI'm almost finished with it

 

I walked out the door with the rest of the gang, ready to get this over with.

We were heading to a club and soon I wouldn't be a newbie any more. I would be a member.

We got in the van and drove off, prepared for any flaws in the plan. Say he figured out our plan, I would have to shoot him while the others contacted the police that I found him shot so I wouldn't be a suspect if they found out otherwise.

As we arrived to the club that the lobster we were hunting visits, I felt proud of myself. I was actually going to help! Help kill a killer!

As they stopped, I jumped out. I heard loud music, people screaming, and footsteps all around.

I got through security safely with my fake I.D. and began to look for the man. I could see many people around and hardly any of them stuck out.

The place was lighten up like a candle, full of lights that didn't weaken.

The place looked new with a high tech bar and fancy V.I.P areas. There was also many new furniture set randomly around the place.

I looked around again and this time I saw him and walked over smiling. I began talking to him and soon we were in a taxi and I couldn't wait until we got to the hideout.

As I paid the taxi driver and got out, he looked at the place confused.

I dragged him out and showed him to the door the ambush was awaiting at. He walked in and I jumped aside so I wouldn't get shot.

I heard two loud bangs and then someone say my name.

"Chloe... It's okay now. You can come out."

I got up and walked in to see Jackson giving the gun back to boss and the twins picking up the body.

The room was soon cleaned up and we all walked back to the training room, proud that we actually went through with this.

"Good job you two," the boss said to us as we entered.

We nodded a thanks and stood in front of the others.

"Okay. I herby pronounce you gang members. Goodbye newbies, hello gang."

I smiled"Thanks."

Jackson nodded a thanks as they gave us badges that let everyone know, we were members who proved themselves.

They were gold and in the center was a giant lobster. Around it was the words 'Lobster gang. Lobster are going to kill, we are killing lobsters.'

I silently laughed at the badges and put it in my pocket.

It upset me a little that I just helped killed someone but it was for a good reason... Right?

I wonder if that lobster... Was really a lobster? Could we be the ones killing people for fun or are we really saving other people?

Oh great. Just why I need! My mind feeling guilty about joining this gang. Was it really the right thing though?

I sure hope it is... Maybe I need some fresh air. I can just go outside for a little while can't I?

I walked to the door and silently slipped out. As I felt the fresh breath of air, chills went down my spine.

Was someone watching me? I looked around but didn't see anyone. I sat on the ground and looked at the stars in the sky, wondering if they had worries to.

I could swear I heard something in the bushes. I looked and saw a pair of glowing eyes. What was that?

Before I could say anything, the thing jumped out to me.
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I was about to scream when a hand covered my mouth from behind.

"Chloe, be quiet."

Jackson...?!

He let go of my mouth and I gave a slight gasp for air"What is that thing?"

The thing that has jumped out of the bushes is dark, but I can still see the outlines of it and let me tell you right now it is not a human.

"It's a night rider. They are harmless really. They just are misunderstood."

"And you know this because...?"

"I live with them. Or I did anyway. Come with me. I want to show you something."

"Okay..."

I followed him through some woods I hadn't noticed before. He led me to a cave and as we walked through, more night riders appeared.

There were many of them soaring around like they hadn't flown in years. There was furniture set around the place. It was simple things like a couch, bed, dresser, and a lamp.

"It's not much but it's enough," he said motioning for me to sit on the couch.

I slowly sat down and immediately he sat beside me , staring me down.

Finally he said"I suppose you are wondering why I brought you here."

"Well yeah... I guess."

"Well you remember how I told you I joined because I was forced to?"

I nodded my head remembering the day I joined this gang.

"Well now that you've seen these creatures, I mustn't let you tell others what you saw. The reason I am even in this gang is because of these creatures. Me and my village practically worship them but the gang...not so much. They have tried to control us for years and finally...they have. They brought guns threatening to kill everyone. They took me. I let them since I didn't want to die. They thought they killed everyone but I hid them. To make it all worse, they are after my powers."

"Powers," I asked confused.

"Yes we have the powers to end life and creat life."

"Who is we? I haven't seen anyone else in this place."

"Oh yes! Follow me!"

I followed him, thinking about how he is so serious now compared to before...does he have to act that way around the others?

As I snapped out of my thoughts, I saw a group of people emerge from the darkness of the cave. Beyond that, more people.

"I see you've finally brought us a visitor Jack! And this time it's a girl to!"

"Father, stop. She saw a night rider. I had to tell her."

"So you brought her to meet us," his father pressed on.

"Only because she was forced into the gang to. She did it willingly but only because her wretched father would abuse her when she got back."

"Okay okay I get it. Don't make such a big fuss about it."

"Okay. Come on Chloe. We can let you see the rest of the village."

I nodded and followed him deeper through the cave, not knowing what I would see next.

As we walked, the light got brighter. I could see people coming to look at us. Many of them shouting something I couldn't hear.

"Jack! Jack," I realized they were yelling this.

I turned confused. Why were they yelling his name?

"Jackson... Why are they yelling your name?"

"I haven't been back in a while you see..."

"Oh okay," I said as a group of people ran to hug him.

I laughed as he was knocked over by the group. They all seemed to miss him a lot... I wonder how long he was gone?

Either way, these people were very friendly.

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Okay so I let my friend read over this and she thinks that Chloe and Jackson need to get together. I wasn't really planning on having them together but it is a good idea. So how many of you think they need to get together? I need to know before I start writing the next update