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As Spike walked home from the movie house he realized he should have called Angel for a ride or asked Xander to come to the movie with him, but it was to late, he was already walking home. He saw a red corvette pull up a little behind him and slowly move forward, at this Spike started to walk faster and kept walking faster until he was running. It didn't make any difference though because every time he got faster so did the car. It finally pulled up next to him and three guys got out of the car and started to walk toward him. He knew they were Socs.
"Hey, greaser, need us to give you a haircut?" the tall one said snidely as he pulled out his switchblade.
"No." was all Spike could say. He knew he had to find something to hold the guys off but couldn't find anything. He was scared.
"I think you do." The tall one said coming closer to Spike. It was then that Spike realized he wasn't going to be able to run. He was trapped, so he did what he thought was best he yelled at the top of his lungs for someone to help.
"Stop yelling like that or we'll slice your throat." The medium built one said as he and the other two tackled him.
Spike tried to fight but one of the guys had his hand pushed down on his chest and Spike was finding it hard to breathe. The tall one decided that he was going to teach Spike a lesson, although Spike didn't know what lesson, so he took his blade slit underneath Spike's chin causing him to bleed. With the smell of his blood, the over powering scent of the three guys' cologne, and of cigarette smoke, Spike felt like he was going to either be sick or pass out. He did neither because out of nowhere it seemed, Xander and Angel were beating the guys up.
"Angel, please stop shaking me." Spike said weakly as Angel's strong hand let go of him. Spike was never sure what to think of his oldest brother. Ever since their parents died he had changed. He was stern and cold and Spike felt that he would do better if it was just he and Xander, but knew that if Angel wasn't the one that took charge of them that he and Xander would be put into a boys home.
"You, doing alright, Spike?" Xander asked as he came over to kneel beside him and Spike slowly shook his head, but quickly regretted it.
"We chased them away. Hopefully they'll realize that this isn't their territory, it's ours." Wesley said as he came up to where the three were, with Gunn, Riley, and Connor following behind him.
"Those guys are a real pain." Riley said smiling slightly. Riley was always smiling and telling jokes. Everybody knew when something was seriously wrong with him, because it was at those times that he wouldn't smile.
"Hey, Gunn, when did you get out of the slammer?" Xander asked when he saw Gunn.
"Couple hours ago. The fuzz found out it was someone else who slit the tires of that car." Gunn said grinning cockily. Gunn was always getting into trouble with the cops. He was down at the station so much that they knew him down there pretty well.
"Hey you guys wanna catch a double feature tomorrow night?" Gunn asked. The only two that weren't busy were Spike and Connor, Riley said he would try to stop by but wasn't sure if he would.
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