The Fenton Crew gang stood outside Kenji's Wok at 11:00pm, like they did every Friday. This "meeting" was of extreme importance, for Vincenzo Iliev's 2nd in command, Alex Stefan, had discovered that someone in the gang was leaking information to the police. Fish, Benjie, Marty and Fifteen were standing like average teenagers, talking in a suspiciously normal voice about their recent graffiti work and vandolism, along with their dreams of knifing some goths, blacks, foreigners, whatever, their victims changed every day. Stefan was eyeballing them individually, watching them before Vincenzo arrived, waiting for the first one to give way. Benjie and Marty came from average families, their parents either worked too hard or not enough and produced teenagers like any other gang member, a bored, wannabe gangster, influenced by rap music and 18+ movies, who enjoys the power of wielding a knife in a populated area full of victims. Fifteen, real name Alex Hewitt, was someone Stefan grew up with, regularly walking out of class together to smoke some cannabis or intimidate people walking down the street. Fish was a new addition, background and social status unknown, Fish was only in the crew because he had vandalised the school football nets without encouragement, a valuable find it would seem. Fish was staring at the ground, kicking a pebble along with moist ground laced with puddles and potholes, when he stared at Stefan his eyes showed fear, stress, all that got Stefan's attention. Stefan reached into the back of his tracksuit and grabbed a knife before he launched himself at Fish, a.k.a Josh Dellray. Forcing Fish onto his back and pressing the dagger to his jugular Stefan whispered, "what did you tell the cops?" Fish said nothing and simply looked up at the gang leader arriving on his bicycle. Stefan rose to greet Vincenzo, just as Fish lent up and brought out a gun from the back of his jeans. Stefan turned round but was beaten by Vincenzo who had also produced a pistol. Fish dropped the gun and before he could pick it up again, Vincenzo was up in his face, anger in his eyes...
and then he...