"Mac, what am I going to do now?" Richie asked.

"Well I'll tell you one thing you're not going to do, and it involves a female," Duncan said.

"I'm serious, they're gonna find out where we are and then what's gonna happen?" Richie asked.

"Well, it's becoming apparent to me that these-whatever, have never met me, and I'm pretty sure once they do, they're not going to want to come around again," Duncan said.

"I sure hope so," Richie said, "the last thing I need is to end up like roadkill."

Duncan walked over to the window and looked down in the street, he saw 2 police officers talking, possibly regarding the attack.

"The police are right downstairs, I have a feeling that before the night's over, they're going to be in for more than they bargained for themselves," Duncan said.

"Well, if anybody comes up here, they're going to be sorry," Tessa said.

"how do you figure that?" Richie asked.

"Simple, do you know anyone who would be half-way sane after dealing with an Immortal, a 16-year-old mobster, and me?" Tessa asked.

"I get what you're saying, before the night's over, those vandals are going to need maximum security," Richie realized.

"Quite so," Tessa said.

Tessa headed into the bedroom and Duncan followed shortly afterwards.

"Well, it looks like tonight's going to be the last night for this," Tessa said.

"I should hope so, personally, I'm getting a little tired of waking up next to Richie instead of you," Duncan said.

"I'll take it that's true partly because I don't smell like anchovy paste first thing in the morning," Tessa replied.

"That, and between you and me, I'm getting a little tired of waiting," Duncan said.

"You waited 70 years without once before, I don't think it would kill you to wait a couple more days if necessary," Tessa returned.

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As night came, Duncan noticed a change in Richie's energy, he was really tensing up, apparently, only Richie knew what the Scorpions were capable of, so only he really knew what the consequences would be if they caught him. Duncan quietly slipped into the kitchen to see Tessa.

"I'm getting worried Tess."

"How come? Have they made their move yet?" Tessa asked.

"Not yet, but I've got a feeling they're gonna move any minute," Duncan said.

"Well, if they do, they're going to get their butts beat so hard they won't be able to sit down for a week," Tessa said.

"How can you be so damn calm, Tess? When you know as much as I do what's going to happen," Duncan said.

"Look in there, what do you see?" Tessa asked.

"Richie."

"Right, you see a teenager scared to death he's going to die tonight, the last thing he needs is to be getting the same vibes from us," Tessa said.

"The what?" Duncan asked.

"Duncan, he's not blind, he can tell when we're worried...if he knows we're worried about him, he'll worry more, that's the last thing he needs at the moment," Tessa explained.

"I guess you're right," Duncan said.

"Besides, what're you so worried about? It's not like they can kill you," Tessa said.

"I'm not worried about myself, I'm worried about the two of you, if they come after Richie, they're probably looking for you as well, you were seen later on that night with him," Duncan said.

Duncan could've sworn his heart missed a beat when the phone rang, Richie turned around looking half petrified.

"I'll get it, it's the sergeant," Duncan called.

Duncan picked up the phone and got dead air, he threw down the phone and headed into the living room and pulled Richie up off the couch in a panic.

"What's going on?" Tessa asked.

"They're on their way up," Duncan said.

"What did the sergeant say?" Tessa asked.

"The sergeant is dead," Duncan said.

"How can you be sure?" Tessa asked.

"He said he'd call when they showed up, he called but he didn't live long enough to talk, they're coming," Duncan said.

"What'll we do?" Tessa asked.

"Get in the back room and stay there," Duncan said.

"What?" Tessa asked.

"GET!"

Tessa and Richie headed into the back, within a few seconds, someone was bringing the door down with a machine gun, the leader kicked the door open.

"Where's Richie Ryan?" he hissed.

"He's not here," Duncan said.

"Don't give me that...where is he?" he asked.

"I told you, he's not here, however, I am," Duncan said.

"And who the hell are you?" the punk asked, pointing his gun at Duncan.

Duncan squeezed the gun into a deformed shape and grabbed the punk by his collar, slightly choking him.

"I am his slightly bloodthirsty, former guardian, good day!"

Duncan picked him up and threw him out the front door.

"That was too easy, he'll be back," Duncan said.

In he came again, sticking an automatic to Duncan's neck.

"Can I call them or what?" he asked.

Before the leader could do anything, Duncan picked him up on his back and threw him down the stairs, when he got back in, he heard a gunshot coming from the back. He ran in the back to see Richie and Tessa standing over the dead body of one of the gang members.

"What happened?" Duncan asked.

"He came in through the window and we panicked, I hit him on the head with the frying pan, Richie took his gun," Tessa started.

"And it went off while pointed at him, Mac, I swear, I didn't mean to kill him," Richie said.

"Allright, allright, everybody get out," Duncan said.

Tessa and Richie headed over to the front door and found themselves surrounded by gang members. One of them had dropped the dead body of the leader on the floor, but it wasn't anything Duncan could've done, he had been shot in the back and head.

"What the hell happened?" one of them asked.

"I'll tell you what happened," Richie said.

Richie grabbed the gang member and threw him across the room, but another beat him over the head and knocked him out. Tessa grabbed her and threw her against the wall, then she beat the crap out of her. Duncan grabbed the one that knocked Richie out and flipped him on the ground. However, there was still one left to catch, and he wasn't waiting around, he took out a gun and shot Tessa and Duncan and ran out, giving the others the opportunity as well.

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"Mac...Mac..."

Duncan looked up and saw Richie hovering over him, for a while Duncan couldn't think straight, but he shook it off.

"What happened?" Duncan asked.

"They did it again," Richie said, "for mortal combat, you did okay, but you really can't take these guys down without a weapon."

"Are you allright?" Duncan asked.

"Yeah, my head's pounding, but it's better than what they usually do," Richie said.

"What happened to Tessa?" Duncan asked.

"Well..."

"What? Where is she?" Duncan asked.

"Right behind you..."

Duncan turned his head back and saw Tessa standing over him.

"Are you allright?" he asked.

"I'm fine, the faggot just grazed my arm, but you really lost it for a while," Tessa said.

Duncan looked around and saw the bloody corpse of the leader near the front door.

"What happened?" he asked.

"That's what we'd like to know," Tessa said.

"I didn't do it, honest," Richie said, "he was already dead by the time we came out here, now his flunky on the other hand..."

"He's still in the back room," Tessa added.

Duncan got up and looked around, he realized there was only one thing he could do, he headed into the next room and dialed up the police.

"Police department."

"Give me Chief Warner immediately," Duncan said.

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Within a few minutes, the police came and found the obvious work of the Scorpions', 6 dead officers, and unusually 2 dead members.

"I'm afraid even with their leader dead, it won't slow them down, they're a vile gang, and they'll stop at nothing," Sergenat Pearson explained.

"Wonderful," Richie sighed, "now we're back to where we started."

"Look, I'm sorry to be the one to tell you kid, but it's going to be almost impossible to get the other 4," he explained.

"After tonight I can see why," Duncan said.

The coroners came and got the bodies and were gone within a short amount of time, not long after that, the police left to see if they could track down any of the Scorpions.

"I don't believe this, I just don't believe this," Duncan said.

"Well, then just imagine how Richie must feel, knowing they're going to come back, looking for him," Tessa told him.

Just as Duncan was about to say something, the phone rang.

"Hello."

"Mister MacLeod?"

"Yes."

"This is Sergeant Pearson, we're right outside 78th Street, I have good news, your son can rest easy."

"Why is that?"

"We came down here to a reported attack, an old building down here got blown up by a home made bomb, catching the rest of these punks in the attack."

"So you're telling me..."

"They're dead, Mister MacLeod."

"Well thank you very much."

Duncan hung up and went over to Richie.

"Uh-oh."

"What's the matter?" Duncan asked.

"That's the same look Mister Mahoony had when he found out I was getting moved to a new 'home'," Richie said.

"Get back here!" Duncan snagged him by the back of his shirt, "you're not going anywhere...well...except for back into your room...The sergeant found the rest of the gang dead in an explosion over on 78th Street, you're in the clear!"

"I am? Oh boy!"

Richie took off like the wind.

"Where're you going?" Duncan asked.

"Moving back into my room," Richie answered.

In less than an hour, Richie had all this things back into his room, now Duncan and Tessa were only wondering, how they were going to 'get down to business' with Richie's Twisted Sister CD blasting all night?