Another one. Another female counted as being taken by a group of thugs. Last night Urbs had made many mistakes, all circling around letting a large group of poor women and children being taken from their Shelter's. Their home. It had started like any other night, Urbs had been patrolling the streets, when perhaps one of the largest fights he had ever seen broke out. Luckily, he was quick enough to stop it, so that no one would be killed or permanently hurt. But as he started to soon realize, these people weren't actually apart of Detroit, instead they were part of a gang in New York. A new and uprising gang, a gang that would soon feel the wrath of Urbs. The fight had actually just been a decoy, and before he could reach the main target of the gang, they had already taken what they needed. They also left a message in the blood of some unknown person where their boss could be found. An extremely large mistake.
Though Urbs didn't leave right away, in fact, he decided to wait a whole day before deciding to leave. The message was pretty well coded, but anybody versed in the lore of gangs knew everything they needed to know just from that message. That didn't mean the message wasn't put into the newspapers for all to see, and he wanted all to see it. The challenge was made on his turf, so of course it was directed at Beary, and that was what he wanted to be known. Other gang leaders now knew that an enemy or associate had a challenge, and no matter whether they be friend or enemy, they knew not to interfere. Everybody else shouldn't know what the message was, and even if they did, they should also know the laws of gangs.
Beary didn't consider who it was that had actually challenged him. The enemy was obviously someone new to the game, someone who was willing to break some of the cornerstones of morals, just to rise a level. If he was all that powerful, he shouldn't have need of a challenge aimed that low. in fact, if the challenge hadn't have been made clear, Beary was sure the head gangster would have had more enemies on his trail. Sadly that would not be the case. Instead, it would be Urbs all alone, not even his crew to follow up with him. As it was necessary, less some other gang attacks the city while some of his commanders were gone trying to deal with another problem. No, he would have to take this one down by himself, although he wasn't expecting much of a challenge. Even so, he made sure he was prepared, a few explosive rounds here, a few incendiary there, though nothing too advanced. He had also made sure that he had taken a car that was bullet-proof and armored. Last time he went in without an armored car, the car was destroyed, and man had he loved his car.
As he left, he made sure that his second in-command had bullets that could contend with his own. He also made sure to have a bullet-proof vest. Then he made sure of one last thing, he counted the women and children taken. 75, with that amount of people, a man could make a fortune off this amount of slaves. And that's what he was gonna use them for, if he didn't have plans to involve them into the slave trade, he could have easily have just blown the shelter away. The only reason his enemy decided to make a challenge, was to gain more than fortune, but to also acquire power. That was his big mistake. That was always their big mistake. Urbs thought, putting his foot on the accelerator of his souped up car as he left the driveway.