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<The sounds and lights of the city. A beautiful thing at times, but with ever beauty, there are evils that should never exist. In every lighten street, a dark shadowed alley ways filled with scum and misled innocents, every good and evil, can lead to death. Some of these can change for good or vise versa. But all lead to the same end. As do the Sirens of justice to a mislead light destined for a greater than the path he and his partner, has led for themselves.>   <"Ahh fuck just what I needed, the fucking cops, just fucking GREAT! Why can't I rob a Bank and be on my way. It was hard enough to get the damn guns and ammo then sneaking it into the bank with the hockey bag FILLED with fucking weapons THEN GETTING the money but now we're out running fricken' pig van's!">  “ Hey Dan keep shooting them, we gotta ditch the guns and keep the cash” <Dan turn to his pal with a fear in his face and said> “ Right Iean, I’ll keep em’ off but you better not ditch me.” <As the thought crossed his mind through the sounds of gun fire and sirens roared, he remembered the good and bad times and simply said> “ Gottcha! Hey we can probably trick the cops by going in the alley two blocks more! Lets Go Danny boy.” <With freedom in the they’re grasp they ran faster then ever though the distractions of a hockey bag filled with guns and the head ache filling sirens, but the sound of a bullet fitting flesh and the ear shattering scream of Dan frightened Iean and to stop and turn to see his only friend on the cold concrete, shot, and bleeding from  inner side of the ankle. The harsh heart beats and ringing of the city noises and sirens clouded his judgment, it seemed everything slowed down only for him. The suffering sound of Dan screaming “Run get out of here” didn’t suit with Iean. Dan was there for him and Iean was gonna protect the closest thing to a brother. Iean ran back, the feeling of eternity filled him but once he made it the flashes of the sirens were bright and blinding and it seemed as though time had gone to into pace.> “ Danny hop on my back and I’ll carry ya, it’s the only to get away! “ < Dan looked up in shock and angry> “your already carrying all the guns and money and now your gonna carry me?!” < Iean’s expression whent for angry also> “ Yes mow come ON you KNOW I can do it!” < both looked at the up coming police vehicals and turned there heads to the slim path of freedom. Both looked at each other, nodded, then the real chase was on. As Iean tried to run, the ringing of gunfire from Dan open fire on the police and there sirensand the pressure to fall from the weight of money, weapons and a wounded friend, increased even more of the head splitting pain. He closed his eyes ad prayed>  <” I DON’T WANT TO GO TO JAIL OR DIE”>   < The pair finally made a quick turn and made it into the alley of “hope”. Dan and Iean watched as the cars flew by and then both began to see to Dans wound, suddenly three of the cars stopped at the entrance and then Iean quickly picked up the hockey bag and flung it onto his shoulder and his friend thrown on his back to run down the dark alley way just to find a dead end. Iean yelled> “NOO! NOOO! DAN SHOOT THEM! Dan? . . . DAN?!” when he turned his head, Dan’s eyes were closed and not much breath came from his chest, Iean turned, fear soaked in his body from the death of his friend and the soon to come death of himself. It would seem to be the end when a blue light flash from behind and before Iean can even turned he was sucked quickly into a odd picture. As they both were falling through the bright blue lights he tightened all his muscles closed his eyes to prepare for the thought>  <” I’m dead and I’m gonna hit hell real hard.”>   < Though it seemed that the lights stopped and opened his eyes to witness a gray bricked-  <” . . . Celling? “> <He felt the sensation of falling still from the wind whistling from his ears. Then Smashed to a ground like base with his friend lying unconscious on top of him, he then heard a thing that gave him a sweet sound.> “Are you alright”? < Iean turned and gazed at a thing that made him think.> <” A angel? “>