Frank's POV

"I kinda thought the place would look different... Like in a war movie,"Gerard said slowly as we walked.
"Seriously?"I looked up at him,"You know this is an underground war right?"
"No I know I just I dunno... I thought it would look a little more battle worn..."Gerard blushed.

"Sorry to disappoint you bro but both sides are completely clean with most things,"I sighed. Leaving had been one of the worst things ever. Claire had completely broken down and had started screaming about wanting to kill the bad guys herself and that she wanted to come with me. Mum had had to pull her away from me and leave. Gerard had done his best to make me feel better but the fact was, I wasnt gonna see Claire for over a week and that was killing me. I could hardly bare to imagine what it would be like when I came back after my birthday.

Gerard and I were taking a walk around, trying to get a little bit of alone time before we went into war mode. The guys were taking Chloe to some secure place and then they were all going back to their posts to try take control of something. I hadnt wanted to know just how bad we were doing just yet.
"We should go see Di,"Gerard sighed as we crossed Baton Road.
"Come on then,"I smiled and tugged him down.

After 5 minutes of walking Gerard and I were outside The Magic Bean staring at the 'closed for renovations' sign on the door. The posters on the windows were gone and instead they were just completely blacked out.
"Ummm..."Gerard said.

"I dont have her number anymore uh... Do you have it?"I looked at Gerard who looked just as confused as me.
"No. The guys have been keeping in- wait. Did you here that?"Gerard turned and put his ear up against the door.

"What?"I waited.
"I heard a shout and now I can hear talking,"Gerard said. He tried the door but it was locked. A heap of scuffling sounded inside and then a low voice said,"Who is it?"Through the door
"Its Frank and Gerard,"Gerard replied equally as quiet.

The click of the locks sounded and the door opened to a grinning Di. She squealed when she saw us and grabbed Gerard, holding him tightly.
"I cant believe you guys are here!"She gasped. She let go of Gerard and squeezed the breath out of me before letting go and glancing over our shoulders.

"Come on inside. Now. Its not safe to be standing around like that,"She said quietly again, seemingly over her excitement, and yanked us inside, slamming the door shut behind her. She locked the door on 4 different locks and turned to face us.

"What the hell are you doing here?!"She grinned and lead us over to a table where Dewees was sitting along with-
"Steven?"Gerard said as he clocked eyes on him.
"In the flesh buddy. How're you guys doing?"Steven stood up and gave us a warm smile, his eyes twinkling. He looked older. All of his hair had been cut short and it was all grey now. He had a thick bristly mustache now and his face was a heck of a lot more lined.

"We're good good. How are you?"I replied as he embraced me in a hug.
"Oh you know. Surviving,"He chuckled and gave Gerard a hug before sitting back down. It was then that I saw Gerard notice the guns sitting quietly in their holster on the hips of all three of our friends.

"What uh whats going on then?"Gerard asked, warily eyeing the guns as he pulled up two chairs for us. Di pushed a piece of paper over to us in answer. I grabbed it before Gerard could and scanned the paper before shoving it at Gerard with a look of disgust.

"I dont understand. What are all these numbers?"Gerard looked at the paper in confusion. He looked up to me for answers but I just shook my head, too annoyed over what the numbers meant.
"The first column of numbers is our losses. Then the second is our gains and the next two are the same for Cole,"Di sighed.

"Wait so- we've lost almost 20 guys? And our- guns are going missing? Jesus we arent doing very well are we?"Gerard sighed. His eyes moved to Cole's side and he just stared,"There are barely any numbers... Why?"

"Because we dont know. Our spy is missing. He only managed to tell us about those before there was a loud smack and someone said we need to find him before its too late. That was yesterday,"Dewees muttered,"I need a drink. Anyone else?"
"Whiskey please,"Di mumbled and put her head on the table.
"Whiskey it is. Steven? Frank? Gerard?"Dewees looked to us all but went behind the counter when we all shook our heads.

"What were you guys shouting about? Before. I heard you someone shouting,"Gerard asked carefully.
"I want to stage a man hunt and find Dylan before its too late but they think it is too late and that they've killed him by now. But I know that if they had killed him they would have made it known. They dont do things like that quietly,"Di glared at Steven.

"Diane, we havent heard from them at all. He's dead and you know it,"Steven gave her a pointed stare before turning in his seat to yell at Dewees,"I'll have a vodka."
"How can you be so pessimistic?!"Di screeched, standing up and sending her chair flying backwards,"It hasnt even been 24 fucking hours! If anything they'll be torturing information out of him! Not dumping his body!"

Steven opened his mouth to retaliate but snapped it shut, pulled his phone out and started typing furiously.
"Exactly,"Di said smugly. Dewees came back over and thumped down three drinks.
"I've come round to a rescue mission,"Dewees said.
"Thank you!"Di threw her hands up in the air before grabbing her drink and sculling it.

I had thought Gerard was listening but now I couldnt tell. He was staring at the table top, deep in thought.
"What is that?"He said suddenly, pointing to 4 words I hadnt noticed across the top of the page of statistics.

"What? Oh that. Thats our name,"Dewees smiled.
"Name?"I raised my eyebrows at him and pulled the page over to read it,"Black Dragon Fighting Society,"I said out loud.
"Adam came up with it..."Di muttered, picking at her nails moodily.

"How? Where did Black Dragon Fighting Society even come from?"Gerard looked round at them all.
"You'll have to ask Adam. He is the one in charge of all this shit,"Steven gestured to the papers spread out over the table.
"And where do I find Adam?"Gerard stood up.

Dewees choked on his drink, almost spitting it all over the table. Once he had swallowed his drink he spluttered,"Find Adam?"
Steven sniggered,"No one knows where he is now. Last time anyone saw him was about two weeks ago. When he heard about what was going on he came to us with his number and said he was going into hiding but to give him any information about anything and he'd do all this for us. We were sort of desperate so we had to trust him."

"Right... Well then can I call him?"Gerard looked at them like they were stupid.
"Not if you talk to us like that,"Dewees glared at him.
"Sorry I just need to know these things. I need contacts, storage places, everything. If I'm gonna find Cole and kill him I need to know everything I can about this fight,"Gerard shrugged his shoulders.

"Wait wait wait,"Di stepped forward and looked at me,"Frank are you letting him take over?"
"Uh- yeah. Everyone I've talked to about it has agreed that Gerard would be better and I think so too,"I felt myself fill with confusion at her look of frustration,"What? Whats wrong with that?"
“Gerard, not that I underestimate your ability to lead, but sweetie,”Di looked at me again,”Do you have any idea how long its gonna take to tell him everything?”

“Yes as a matter of fact I do. And, while I’m still in charge right now,”I stood up and looked at them all one by one,”I’ve decided that we’re gonna be half way done by tonight at which point I’ll hold a meeting and then by lunchtime tomorrow, Gerard had better know everything he needs to and will be fully in charge. Got it?”I smiled sweetly at them.

“Frank! Thats fucking insane!”Steven shouted as I turned and winked at Gerard. Dewees murmured in agreement. For fucks sake it wasnt that hard of a task. And I wasnt even asking just them to do it.
“Steven!”I spun around and pinned him with a glare,”Do you not understand? Ten fucking innocent people not involved in this shit died yesterday! How can you care so little about the fucking fatalities?!”

He didnt say anything but at least he had the good grace to hang his head in shame.
“Gerard is going to be fully up to date by lunchtime tomorrow. Get the word out that there is gonna be a meeting at the base at 9 sharp tonight as well please,”I sighed and tugged Gerard towards the door.

“Frank I always knew you were a bit harsh from the way Mikey has relayed phone calls to us. But I never knew you could be this vicious in person,”Di said quietly. I stiffened at the words but continued walking silently. As we walked Gerard looked back to probably mouth ‘sorry’ at them but I couldnt even care. I just wanted out.

“Frank...?”Gerard said slowly as we walked down the street.
“What?”I sighed. I did not want a lecture on my general mode. I hated it just as much as the others did but it was usually the only way to stop them complaining about some things they had to do.
“You should totally talk to me like that some time. Preferably when we’re alone...”

I looked up at him and couldnt stop myself from grinning,”You like it when I go into general mode?”I asked hopefully.
“It has a name?”He grinned back, a mischeivous twinkle in his eye.
I looked down at my worn out black chucks,”Everyone hates it. Not many people see it but when they do they either get scared of me or angry with me.”

Gerard stopped me walking and pulled me close to him. We were standing outside a shop that sold replacement crap for losing weight or whatever. The air around us was freezing now that we had stopped moving but the next words that came out of Gerard’s mouth pulled my attention away from the weather and completely made my day.

“I think its ridiculously sexy... And cute,”He smiled down at me, his cheeks turning redder than they already were from the cold.
“You’re probably the only one,”I grabbed his jacket and pulled him against me.
“Mmm maybe you should do it just for me then,”Gerard said in a low voice as placed his hands on my hips and brought his lips closer to mine.

“I’d do anything for you,”I whispered and crushed my mouth against his quickly. I pulled away,”But not right now cause its fucking freezing and I wanna check out the school.”
“Good idea. I was about to shove my hands down the back of your pants they were so cold,”Gerard said as he grabbed my hand, locking our fingers together.

I chuckled quietly and rested my head against his shoulder as we started walking again. The street was empty. Completely empty. I was about to say how weird it was but my mind flashed back to the very first time I had been on this street. Gerard had told me it was alive at night time. Then he had dragged me into The Magic Bean and changed my life forever by buying me my first ever coffee.

“Frank this street is dead...”Gerard said slowly, glancing over his shoulder.
“I was just thinking the same thing but then I remembered you saying that its only ever alive at night time,”I replied. I looked behind us as well but saw absolutely no one. Not one person or car.
“Well yeah but there is usually at least a few people on the street in the day. And its almost 5. Thats when it gets busy for the night,”Gerard stopped us walking for the second time.

I watched worry flit over Gerard’s face, mixed with fatigue before it was replaced with something else entirely. Cold hard fear.
“Gerard what’s wrong?”I looked to where he was looking and saw a lone hunched figure walking towards us.

“I think we need to go... Come on,”Gerard started walking again, yanking me forward to fall into a very quick step behind him. I looked behind and saw the person had sped up as well.
“Gerard they’ve sped up,”I said. He said nothing but started walking even faster.

“Run,”Gerard said suddenly. I broke out into a sprint, following the slight tug of Gerard’s hand across the road. I could see the fence that lead to the school field up ahead, glistening with frost in the late afternoon sun. It couldnt be cold enough for frost already could it?
“Fucking bastard is chasing us,”Gerard puffed as we pounded pavement.

I didnt say anything, wanting to save my breath. I hated running so fucking much. We slipped through the gap in the fence and struggled to continue running on the muddy school grounds. It had been so fucking long since I’d seen this god forsaken place. I had only gone here for like a month and I hated it. Although I couldnt resent the grey brick building too much. It had brought me closer to Gerard and Mum.

“I think he’s gone,”Gerard panted out. I glanced to my side and saw that he was running backwards.
“Is he on the field?”I asked, slowing down slightly. I could barely breathe.
“No. He’s gone,”Gerard groaned and stopped running all together, bending over and trying to catch his breath.

Gerard's phone beeped as I gasped for breath.
"Oh. Um,"Gerard looked at me sheepishly and showed me his phone. There was a text from Mikey saying 'stop fucking running you douches'.
"Call him,"I groaned as I spotted Mikey step onto the field. Even from here I could see his breath puffing out in front of him.

Gerard put the phone to his ear and waited a second before saying,"What the fuck Mikey? You scared the shit out of us."
Mikey was getting closer now, holding his phone to his ear and talking to Gerard.
"No no dont explain I dont wanna repeat it to Frank just tell us when you reach us,"Gerard shook his head and snapped his phone shut.

"You're a fucking lunatic,"I puffed, rubbing my arms for warmth as Mikey came to a stop next to us.
"I'm the lunatic? You were the ones fucking running. Jesus christ,"Mikey took in a deep breath.
"Did you not notice the street was completely dead? It scared the shit out of me and then to see you walking and not fucking calling,"Gerard said as we all started walking again.

"My phone wont let me make calls and I dont know why,"Mikey defended.
"Well why didnt you shout out to us?"I looked at him incredulously.
"I fucking did but you guys were too far away to hear me,"Mikey shot back.

Gerard opened his mouth but I beat him to it,"It doesnt matter now. We got a bit of exercise or whatever so we're fine. What were you doing?"
"I was coming to find you guys. I knew you were around here so I thought I'd drop by Diane and see if you guys had. I almost caught you,"He smiled.

"Did you walk?"Gerard asked as we reached the school.
"Yeah."
"What the fuck? Why would you walk? Di said the streets are dangerous,"Gerard turned to Mikey, looking at him like he really was a nutjob.

"I- but its our turf..."Mikey shrugged his shoulders.
"What do you mean?"I asked. I stepped closer to him, dangerously close to shaking him.
"What? I thought someone told you Frank. A few days ago there was a gun fight outside The Magic Bean and we won. Thats when Di closed up shop,"Mikey said.

We rounded the side of the art building and stopped walking,"Shit. We need to get out of here,"Mikey said, backing away before any of the cops snooping around noticed us. We all silently moved back around to the side of the building. Once we were out of sight, on an unspoken agreement we started walking the long way round to the main road.Mikey seemed to be leading the way. Apparently we had somewhere to go.