Ok so I made some corrections to this chapter and I hope that it will be better than the last chapter2

Arai gang is called the Mama’s her cousins gang is called the Snake’s and there are four other gangs that have been mentioned so far in this story, Arigato Gonzimas

Byrn spy or not

“Our gang is the best ‘cause MaMa actually makes us get good stuff for the training field an’ repairs an’ weapons an’…” He was listening to Molly explain how things were run in her gang, the Mamas. ‘Will this girl ever shut up? She never stops talking; she just goes on and on and on. I am amazed by this girl’s capacity for speech… Oh well, at least I will have enough info when I make my report to my gang. Ugg, why did I have to be a spy?’

“Byrn, are ya listening to me? We’re goin’ to the court yard and that’s this way.”

“Oh yes, heh heh I knew that..” he said, scratching his head, and turning the right direction “sorry Molly.” Smiling sheepishly, he asked “So who’s this Mama person? I’ve heard you (1) mention her twice.”

She gave Byrn a look, like he had just said the stupidest thing in on earth.

“Byrn, where is yer head?” she asked in all seriousness. “She’s our boss a’corse.”

He stared at her in confusion and couldn’t help but wonder allowed, “but mothers are old, how can a mother be the leader of a gang?”

And Molly being the little 12 year old she is starts to laugh at him. ‘Why is she laughing at me? Mothers are old, aren’t they?’

“Ya silly goose! She’s not old, we jes’ call her MaMa cause’ she’s the leader of us, the Mama’s!”

Oh. How silly of him, well, you learn new things every day.

“yer part of the gang now so yer gonna be called by what-eva’ name mama gives ya’.”

“She is going to give me a nickname? Why?”

“Most kids come here with out names in the first place, so MaMa jes’ gives everyone a nickname ta’ make it fair. My nickname is kat a’cause my yellow eyes an’ the way I always stick my nose inta’ things.

“What if I don’t like my nickname?” ‘With my luck I will probably be named baboon; I hate baboons.’

“Why would ya want to change a nickname that MaMa has given ya?”

‘Ok, she obviously idolizes her ‘mama’ person.’

Finally they reach the court yard; the old town was abandoned when it was destroyed by the war. Many of the old fortified mansions still stood, only to be clamed by the strongest of Rishke’s gangs. The mansion is 56 rooms, smaller than the ones in the new city, with sparse but good quality furnishings. Surrounding it was a strong outer-wall with both a courtyard and a training yard enclosed within.

The gate was always closed, (you got in over the top of it using a rope ladder) probably because it kept other gangs from wandering in when ever they wanted. Not that they could. This gang had a total of 50 members, (even if there were about 10 kids in the gang not old enough to do active work as a gang member and there were about 5 runaway healer assistances who didn’t fight/steal but patched the others up) and since they had enough people not only could they patrol their territory but they could post sentries on the wall’s as well.

‘Damn, we boss is really stupid for thinking we can take the Mama’s on, fusssh, we only have 20 people!’

“Byrn!”

‘UhhhOhh’ Molly was standing in front of him fuming ‘I think I wandered off again.’

“I take my eyes off ya for 5 minutes and ya wander off like a loose duckling!”

Molly seemed to be very bossy for a 12 year old female.

“Come on, we’ve gotta wait for Mum”

“Where and why?”

“Here, and cause’ she needs to place you.”

“Place me? Where?”

They are sitting in the court yard (not very far from where he was wandering)

“See, here’s how it works, if yer trained good already then ya get to patrol or rob from, if yer not we train ya and ya take sentry duty ‘till she thinks yer ready…”

“Ho My Ducklings!”

‘What was that!?’

“Ho The Mother!”

‘Why is Molly yelling?’

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‘Aaannd up’

“Ho My Ducklings!”

‘my signature yell’

“Ho The Mother!”

Arai turned, eyes scanning the area ‘Aaannd their response, nothing new… scratch that, we have a new kid.’ she observed him recording details mentally. ‘Age, around 15-17, average (for a regularly fed person) weight, height, unusually blue eyes, dirty blond hair, possibly from a respectable family and possibly a spy from another gang, way to well fed to have been out on the streets for long.’

Giving a quick nod to Rira, her Second, making sure there were no other matters that required her immediate attention, Arai made her way over.

“Well, if it isn’t Kat! Brought in some new meat have you?” Arai questioned, cocking an eyebrow.

As she grinned back at Arai, she introduced Byrn. “This is Byrn, Byrn this is MaMa. He says he been on the streets for ‘bout a month but I don’ believe him ‘cause he don’ look skinny enough, am I right?” The last part she said so fast that Arai was hard pressed to keep up with it.

When she finally sorted out the words, she was impressed.

“Yes Kat, that is correct.” Turning to Byrn she asked casually “So which other gang are you from Blue-eyes?” (2)

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(1)Note: Byrn speaks properly

(2)Arai speaks properly, most of the time

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