Antonio stood in the junkyard, waiting for the slicks to come. It was nearly midnight and no one had shown up for him. It must have been a hoax. There was no way a gang would leave him hanging. He decided to leave and forget that it never happened. Until he heard a clang. He quickly turned around to see a group of misfits standing in a row, holding bats and metal poles.

[color=fff200]"Took you long enough."[/color] Antonio said. He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

Hushed whispers filled the junkyard.

"Welcome. Are you ready for initiation?" One said, walking forward.

[color=fff200]"Uh, ok."[/color] Antonio walked toward the boy with the eye patch. 

"Now, listen closely..." The boy whispered into Antonio's ear. Antonio was taken back by what the boy said. He had to do [i]that[/i] in order to be an official member? Normally, this wouldn't be a challenge for him, but after what they said about him, it might be. He was going to have to train again in order to win. He nodded and left the junkyard.