Jack followed closely behind Bobby as they walked down the unfamiliar streets. He could feel his heart racing as he followed his brothers through the darkness. Brothers... He liked the sound of that. It all seemed odd. He thought it should be raining, or at least cloudy. But the stars were shining; he couldn't see them in the city lights, but he knew they were there.

Bobby looked at Jack often as they made their way across town. He wasn't sure Jack would be able to handle this, but he was determined. Bobby stopped them at the end of an alley. "You sure you're ready for this, Jack?"

In truth, Jack felt about as far from ready for this as possible, but he couldn't turn chicken now. They were doing this for him. Jack looked up from the sidewalk first at Jerry. Jerry gave him a weak smile, but in that smile was conviction. It was a smile that told Jack that they were in this together no matter what. Jack then turned his eyes to Angel, who looked itching to get down to business. Bobby... Well, Bobby looked kind of proud and Jack couldn't help but smile at the thought of someone being proud of him. "I'm ready, Bobby." Bobby nodded and lead them out into a dark alleyway where a lone police car stood. The cop in question was not in his patrol car, but leaning against it, with a young male prostitute in front of him. It hit close to home for Jack and he gripped the bat tighter in his hand. He thought for a moment as if he might lose his dinner, but he forced the urge down. His three brothers pulled their ski masks down and Jack followed suit. The officer wasn't aware of their approach until Angel's bat connected with the back of his head. It made a sickening smack sound and the officer tumbled forward onto the ground in front of his car.

The stunned prostitute tried to get to his feet, but only succeeded in falling backward onto the dirty pavement. He looked up, obviously frightened by the four masked men.

"You ain't a part of this. Get out of here and keep your mouth shut." Jerry's voice was cold and convincing. The young male didn't even try to look back as he ran out of the alley.

Jack watched as Bobby grabbed the prone officer's gun. He knelt close to the cop. "Isn't it serve and protect officer? Or am I missing something? I mean, where's hiring prostitutes while you're on duty and molesting kids part of your protocol, you sick fuck?" Jack slammed the bat down on the cop's back and the cop groaned.

The cop rolled onto his stomach. "I know who you are, you little punks... You think you'll get away with this?" The cop looked up at the four men standing above him. He'd know that Mercer punk's voice anywhere. "I'll make sure you're all in a cell before morning."

"You ain't saying shit, Pig!" Angel's bat once again connected with the cop, this time nailing him in the stomach.

The cop doubled over momentarily, then started trying to get back on his feet. "You punks really think you'll get away with this?" He looked up at the boy standing in front of him; the smallest of the four, obviously Jack.

"You think you got away with what you did to me? You think that I'm so stupid as to think I'm the only one?" Jack's voice sounded much stronger than he felt. The others were why he had come. There was no one willing to stand up for them. They didn't have three brothers willing to sacrifice their freedom for them. "I won't let you hurt them again." Jack swung the bat. It missed the cop's head by inches and smashed the front headlight on his patrol car. The cop hunkered down as he looked up at Jack. "I didn't miss by accident. If I ever see you again my brothers and I will be back. And next time I won't hesitate and I won't miss."