<b>Re: The Life of a Gang (No posting yet.)</b><br/><br/>So much had happened in just the last few days.   Ever since that mistake three days ago Jacob and his gang had been on the move.   He had made once major mistake, when they had met with a rival gang in the school yard trying to put some things behind them, it had started a fight.  In the middle of that fight the leader of the other gang pulled a knife and tried to kill Jacob.  Jacob had reacted with the skill of years of training.  With a quick move he had disarmed him and put the knife back into the leaderâ?¦the only problem was the other leader had tried to duck at that moment and instead of striking a non-vital spot the knife had sunk into his heart.<br/><br/>The other leader was dead before he hit the ground.  Everyone was in shock seeing him laying there, only Jacob could think clearly at that moment still running on adrenalin.  â??MOVE!â?  he called to his gang and they had all responded retreating and disappearing down a alleyway.<br/><br/>=========<br/><br/>That was three days ago, Jacob, or Falcon as he was better known and called by all his gang, sat in a rundown factory, high on a balcony.  The gang had been moving from place to place.  They were all down on the factory floor doing whatever they wanted.  Right now Falcon was just lost in his own thoughts.