Blaze gasped softly in shock as Chris came flying down the sidewalk with his fist raised. Stumbling to her feet as she reached out for him, but he already slammed his fist into the boys cheek and they both fell to the sidewalk, Chris on top of the other boy. "Chwis! Chwis stop! I'mma okay!" she said frantically. Without school, Blaze had problems with pronouncing some of her syllables so she replaced them with the closest letter and her grammar could definitely use work, but hey she got the point across right? The sound of her boots scratching on the pavement from the ice as it was scattered all about from her scrambling.<br/><br/>Falling onto her knees next to the two boys, Blaze grabbed his arm as he went for another swing. "Chwis, no no im okay. It's just a small cut me promise!" she said worriedly. One of the boys reached out and grabbed onto her oversized coat, jerking her back and pushing her roughly onto her back before he tried to go for Chris. But he had already stood up off the other boy and was going for the next.<br/><br/>Blaze pushed up off the sidewalk, running to Chris and throwing her arms around his body as she hugged him tightly. "Chwis! Stop please!" she begged, knowing that the parents of these kids would put out a warrant for them if their boys came home beat up. The red, white, and blue lights bouncing off the nearby buildings caught Blaze's attention. But the others weren't paying attention to the all-too-familiar sound of the "whooping" sirens were flipped on. Blaze gasped and grabbed a hold of Chris's shirt then grabbed the bag from the sidewalk that he had dropped. "Come Chwis come!" she urged, pulling on his shirt to the nearby alley that would lead over to the back of the empty theater they were camped out in.