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[/sup][h3][sup][sup][color=9932CC]Virgil Ovid Hawkins   [color=9932CC]♦[/color]   June 1st, 2001   [color=9932CC]♦[/color]   Male   [color=9932CC]♦[/color] Hero [/color][/sup][/sup][/h3]
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Tires screeched as their car pulled on the end of the harbor. The first young man, a corn rowed individual face shrouded with a hoodie and a blood red bandana covering the lower half down from the nose to the chin. The other Men followed suit. Some in T Shirts and ripped jeans, others in sweats. All Seemed to be armed with Smaller Arms, Either a Pistol or a Tec-9. Standard Arms for what seemed to be your common gang banger. All Except one. Which the crew was quick to notice.

[color=2F4F4F][b]“Virg? Fucks wrong with you, I thought we told you to pack heat?”[/b][/color]

That was a problem for Virgil? Guns were not something he could just bring into his father’s house, not without him noticing. Which of course left him with a mostly melee weapon, a large machete. The Corn Rowed Individual, facepalmed.
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[color=2F4F4F]“You know what, fuck it. We gotta move. Look as far as we know Security is gonna be tight in this place, we have to be careful and make sure we aren’t seen, Everyone got their silencers?”[/color][/b] The other Gang Members nodded and Stared at their leader waiting for him to respond. [b]“Aiight, We move now.”[/b] They slowly made their way into the Harbor, toward the first pier. A nearby storage facility was what they were looking for. Security guards seemed to be crowding the facility.

However it would seemed that they made one miscalucation.

These were not normal guards. It took Virgil to notice it, normal guards weren’t armed with much on Paris Island, maybe the cheap pistol or a stun-gun at best. But these guards were packing serious shit. A Small laser rifle for one, and seemed to be decked to the brim with heavy armor. Virgil blinked at stared at the rest of his compatriots. 

[b][color=9932CC]“Bruh, who the fuck are we stealing from Ebon?”[/color][/b]

Ebon Turned around looking at Virgil as if he had just asked him the worst question imaginable [b][color=2F4F4F]“Who fucking cares Virg? Now come one, we finna get active, Split up and see if we can find an opening to get…”[/color][/b] The cornrowed male was interrupted when he heard a gun cock

[b]“Get What, Nigga?”[/b]

It was at that Moment that Virgil felt cold steel near his head, He froze at that instant, and while Ebon was set to put his gun up. It would seem however they were surrounded. About 10 other individuals, decked in purple hoodies and blue jeans now stood around them. It was at that Moment that Ebon had realize this was a set up. 

[b]“Drop your heat Slobs.”[/b]

[b][color=2F4F4F]“Fuck.”[/color][/b] Was Ebon's only response

Ebon and the rest did so, Virgil setting his knife on the ground.

[b]“You nigga thought you were the only ones who knew about this? Y’all late, we’ve been up on this for months now.”[/b]

Ebon stared at one of the boys, another dreadheaded male with red tips and snarled. [b][color=2F4F4F]“Leonard! What the fuck?!”[/color][/b]

[b]“Nigga, Who do you think told us?”[/b]

Suddenly Leonard’s own Pistol was now pointing Square at Ebon’s head. Virgil at this point was beginning to shake. Suddenly, joining Ebon in this trade did not seem like the best idea in the world. Friends or not, this just seemed to be going badly. Ebon however was more pissed that the deal had gone awry. [color=2F4F4F][b]“You think I’m just gonna let you take my crew out Busta, Nah I ain’t going out like that, and You Leonard?”[/b][/color] He pointed at the man with a scowl, forgoing the gun that was still at his temple.

[b][color=2F4F4F]“You’re fucking dead.”[/color][/b]

Leonard did not hesitate and he was set to pull the trigger.

[b]“Hey! What the hell is this?”[/b]

Guards, and they seemed to be packing just as much.

[b]“Fuck, Force Squad, Retreat!”[/b]

The Rival Gangs began to spread Out, Leonard Following suit. However Ebon had Begun to trail him, set to take out the turncoat whether it killed however, This left Virgil. and The Rest with the guards. Shots began to fire, laser weaponry being blasted alongside normal ballistics, Virgil took off attempting to run away from the scuffle and avoid his untimely death. The Docks however was filled to the brim with guards, even as he took off every corner and every pier end was filled with them. It was a wonder that Ebon thought they could steal from them successfully. Let alone without someone else finding out.

What he didn’t expect the Guards to have however, was flashbangs. Which is what surprised Virgil when he was suddenly blinded and his hearing suddenly halted. He covered his ears and knelt to the ground waiting for it all to come back, however before he could even react. His arm was grabbed and it was clear that he was caught. 

[b]“Hold on Kid Where do you think you’re go…”
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Then…everything went from White to Black.