Thread: [ Zigzagger x Tortoise ] Kiiss Kiiss Bang Bang

Everyone knew of them, everyone knew what they were capable of and what they would do should you ever fall into their bad graces. Even though everyonen knew of their existence, the people did not live in fear. They did not go through the day wondering if it would be their last or what sort of horrible accident they would find on the news when they returned from work. Everyone knew they were their but in a way they had managed to keep them shut away in the backs of their minds. The unspoken rule of, you don't bother them, they won't bother you, was something almost everyone agreed upon and followed. Although not everyone can think this way. There are those who are in need of help or those that have wronged them and those are the ones you feel sorry for. Those are the ones you see on the news. For a long time now a gang has silently hid itself away from the populace and managed to never get caught at least not to a major extent. A few members were picked up by the fuzz every now and then but they never once spilled the beans on any of their other members, nor where their hide out was. The members of this gang were harder than a rock, and treated one another as family. It seemed cliche but when you joined this group you could never leave. The group was solid and rarely got new members unless it was family and even then they had to pass a test. This group of people, or gang was called Pheonix. The name came from the founder of the group almost 14 years ago. It started with just a tight nit group of friends who looked out for one another to a brotherly extent. It grew in size and eventually began acting out on those who had wronged them. The founder chose the name, Pheonix, after the old mythological fire bird. A powerful mighty bird, one who has no enemies and looks down upon the world below him. Should the mighty Pheonix die, it will be reborn from its own ashes and live once again with new life. The founder has since died and a new younger man has risen to the top. The members of Pheonix do not call eachother by their birth names. It could leak out and lead to one of the members being tracked down. No, they all go by nicknames or codenames given to them once they joined the group. The gang has taken up residence in a large old abandonned warehouse on the edge of town. Due to a little blackmail and some connections to the higher ups, Pheonix had been able to blackmail the mayor for the deed to the warehouse and their able to keep the police away and from snooping around as well. It had been fixed up and actually wasnt a very bad place to live. It had many rooms for its members to sleep in, in case they had to lay low for a while. On top of the warehouse most of the members had their own homes to sleep in should they want to do that instead. Either were acceptable but most of the time the warehouse was full of Pheonix's members. Some members had just returned back to the warehouse just recently. Most of them were members who had been in the gang for quite some time already and that is why they had been given this specific job. Apparently their had been a man who had come to know the identity of one of the gangs members. The gang had eyes and ears everywhere so they quickly came to know about this man and his knowledge. Only a few hours after they had learned about this man, they had set out and found him. After forcing him to come with the group they navigated him to a dark alley way where they proceeded to beat the man senseless. They were long gone and back at the warehouse before the police even arrived. Now the ones who had done the dirty deed were sitting around in the lounging area talking to some other members about how they had done when the male who had led the group was called by the current head of Pheonix. Responding quickly and hastily made his way to speak with the leader. Arriving at his door he knocked twice and stepped inside making sure to close it behind him. The leader was a large white male with no hair and large muscles and his body was practically covered in tatoos. He was a very scary man to look upon even when he wasnt looking at you with the intent to kill. I'll get straight to the point, Rev. We have received word from one of our boys in the station that somebody saw you and the guys off that old man in the alley. Not too long after you all got out of their the police recieved a call by some young girl.... Looking down at a paper for a moment to find a bit of information he looked back up. ... By the name of Desiree D'Aether, saying that she had just witnessed a murder. Putting down his papers he moved out and stood right before Rev at a height of 6'7''. I don't need to tell you that I'm disappointed in this, Rev. You will fix this... And you will fix it tonight. Pulling a small piece of paper out of his pocket he threw it into the chest of Rev who caught it quickly. Its the girls adress. Why don't you go and see if the little lady won't come out to play tonight? Turning his back, he wove towards the door with his hand signaling that he could go. Wasting no time the male left the room and after scooping up a black umbrella left the warehouse. Rev was one of the longest standing members of Pheonix and it was rare for something like this to happen to him so he was determined to make it right no matter the cost. Now the traditional look of a gang member doesnt really sit with Rev. He has a strange habit of over dressing for his jobs. And when I say over dressing I mean, he wears designer black leather dress shoes, with tailored black pants. A pure white ironed button up t-shirt with a blood red tie and a form fitting black coat. The way he worked was a little different than the other members but maybe that is why he was often refered to as one of the crueler members. The reason was his attitude and the way he talked to them. Sometimes he went a little off the book and liked to... play with them a little bit. Opening up the umbrella Rev quickly made his way out into the heavy rain and into a nice jet black car. Starting the car up quickly he immedietly headed in the direction of the house that the small crumpled piece of paper told him to. It also had a bit of information on it about the girl so Rev knew what he was getting into. Apparently she was a hooker, and she lived by herself. The house was large, paid for by one of her clients and she had been unable to identify any of the gang members. Crumpling it back up he crammed it in his pocket and continued down the road. After about 10 or 15 minutes or so he arrived at the girls house. Driving past the home he got a visual of it before parking down the street a ways. Opening up the piece of paper one last time he made sure that the house was correct before tossing it in the back seat. Stepping out of the car he again opened up his umbrella and headed in the direction of the house. Leaping across the street in a few bounds he made sure not to splash in any puddles to dirty his atire. When he finally arrived at the front of her home he had to stop and think for a while. She lived alone... So he didnt have to worry about anybody else once he was in. It seemed that the only problem would be actually getting in. Moving up to the front door he made sure to keep out of any lamps or street lights in case any nosy neighbors caught site of him. Placing his hand upon the doorknob he gave it a slight twist and tug but to no avail. Smiling to himself he sighed. It had been worth a try. Moving off the front he headed towards the side of the house. He didnt even attempt to try and open the back door. If someone is going to lock the front no doubt would they lock the back. Looking at the side of her home his gaze drifted lower and lower until he found what he was looking for. Upon the sides of her home were two small windows that kept the outside and the basement appart. Crouching down onto the tips of his toes he eyed the windows for a moment. Running his hand along its edges he smiled. One good thing about a town like this, almost all of the houses were made the same. It made things easy for himself and the boys back at the warehouse. They didnt need a different set of tools for each home. Reachign into his pocket he removed a small tool almost in the shape of an L. Holding the side of it he placed it into a notch by the window and began to turn. After a few rotations he was sure the tool was in and secured. Holding his breath slightly he applied a little pressure and popped the window right open. Exhaling he frowned at the noise it made but carried on. Turning around he slid his legs through the window and landed gracefully on the inside of the girls basement. Reaching back up he closed the window behind him. Turning around he looked around the basement as he adjusted his cuffs and brushed off his clothes. Returning the tool to his pocket he moved quickly and surely to a back portion of the basement and opened the door. These were the times he was able to have some fun and he indended to. Just like before the makers of these homes were all the same so all of the fuseboxes were all placed in the same place as well. Walking into the room he clicked on the light and moved over to the fusebox. Opening it up he began to look at all the different nobs and such but he ignored these. Pulling out his tool again he squeezed it in on the corner of the fusebox and again with some slight pressure... Pop! The front of the box came loose and hung loosely on its side. Now all of the homes main wireing was visable to him. Plunging his hands into the wires he pulled out three main cords. Reaching into his other pocket he pulled out some clippers and quickly cut the cords. Letting them fall he turned around as the light above him flickered and almost immedietly went off. It was show time.