Vicious Cycle

VICIOUS CYCLE

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Over 400 active gangs in and around the UK, many based in and around London. Gangs are somewhat like a family and process like a unit rather than just a bunch of young adults creating havoc and trouble at every turn. Nevertheless, they still create havoc and distress at every turn. There are unwritten codes; rules and regulations that have to be abided by, or dire consequences will very surely be faced.

On a quiet, London residential street, the night was wintry and cold; the sky was clear and dim, with an almost dark brown colour. Amber-coloured streetlights filled the scene, shining on the cars and pretty much everything. Some thugs arrived on the street, all wearing dark, opaque colours. There were four of them, all young adult males. One of them carried a rather large back pack.

“Yo Critical, where is that waste man’s house? I’m getting tired with this” One of the guys, of Vietnamese descent growled. This was Marvin Do a.k.a. Major.

“Major; calm the fuck down man” Another guy, of Goan [Indian] descent barked “We’re almost there. I practically smell that dick head” This was Anton Torres a.k.a. Element

“That’s grim, why are you gonna say that? Why would you say that?” Another guy, of Trinidadian descent declared. This was Linton Connor a.k.a. Rapid

“Because I can and I did! Ain’t much you could do about it, fam” Element declared

“Yo, can you man shut up for a second” The last guy, of Ghanaian descent, declared. This was Geoffrey Adjetey a.k.a. Critical who was leading the crew that night

“That guy is gonna get the shock of his life! What a dirty piece of shit that guy is for burning my trainers! My fresh Nikes! £110 and I’m broke” Major declared with a sinister look on his face

“That was so fucking out of order, I swear down” Rapid declared “Don’t mandem understand, that if you fuck with one of us, you fuck with the rest of us? We run streets like it’s nothing, that guy that day was just too brave! I get gassed thinking about it”

“Well, if he didn’t get the message, he will have a scorching one tonight” Critical said in a sinister tone

“Why don’t we jut bust up into his yard and kill him? Murk him on the spot” Major declared

“Witnesses..? There will be witnesses...then we would have to kill them and then the whole thing gets messy” Critical declared “We don’t really kill, that’s them other man like Blizzard and Rapid and the other guys. I can’t be bothered to take a life”

“Well I’m not you, so I can be bothered. Can I remind you...£110...That shit is like the flipping lottery to me” Major declared

“What’s his door number again? His girl told me and I forgot” Element asked

“I think its door 15” Rapid declared “You stole his girl like it was nothing”

“You done know!” Element grinned in a confident manner “Sweet ting like her, I think she’s Guyanese but yeah I mashed that. It was just too easy because I don’t think my man was taking care of her like he should have so I done a thing with her and she dumped his arse swiftly and is currently...my girl.  I’m a bad man like that, you get me?”

Element and Rapid laughed as they touched fists. Critical shook his head, but he then located the door

“Yo you man, there it is...That crack head is in there. Let’s do this” Critical declared as the guys moved in.