block b/lc9 | ~2.4k | action, angst | gangAU
In a dark alley of Hongdae in Seoul two gangs are having a brutal fight. When LC9 face Block B, can leader Rasa keep his promise?
The thunder was roaring above our heads as rain was pouring down, wetting the streets of Hongdae. The water droplets ran down my bare arms and I flexed my muscles in the cool breeze, ready to attack and take another blow if necessary. We were in a dark back alley behind some poorly looking housing complex, our seven rivals standing in front of us with grim expressions on their faces which were smeared over with blood and dirt.
One of the guys was called Zico and he had a big scratch that went from his left eye down to his upper lip that I had placed there earlier. He was the leader of the seven guys who called themselves Block B, a gang that was quite known here in the area. They existed for already a pretty long time compared to us, LC9, a newly formed gang. We were short-handed against them since we were only five boys. Originally our gang had six members, but AO was too young to fight along with us. I wouldn't let him get involved and beaten up. No, I wouldn't want him to get hurt. In contrast to Block B's leader I cared too much about my friends, I would always try to prevent them getting badly hurt. AO kept telling me that he's old enough, that he wanted to fight against Block B at our side and that he didn't want to hide. I always replied by patting him on his blonde locks and busying myself with more important things again which always made him angry and frustrated. But I didn't want to discuss any options. The only option was to keep him safe. I promised that... And I will keep my promise.
Over the loud sound of the rain I could hear Eden growling. He was the one of us who hated Block B the most and instead of talking he rather let his fists speak for him. If I didn't keep an eye on him during every fight, he might even kill one of our enemies one day. Not that I would have minded, I loathed them, too, but if we killed one of them the cops would eventually find out and that meant having to go back to jail again. And never would I want to return there again. I'd rather die.