I know it's been a minute and I apologize to those who have been faithful towards this book, life has been working me like crazy, so again my apologies for the major delay. Also, if you're black and you haven't seen "Get Out," I recommend that you do so, such a very informative film. As always love bugs, vote and comment so I know what you think, your opinion matters.

No, this way come on hurry. Cut whispered to Quisy.

I'm right behind you keep moving, my father and the team should be pulling up or already there. Quisy replied.

Oh shit Unc back in town, that’s what’s up he coming by himself? Cut asked.

Nah, Black Bird sent some team called Python, don’t ask me who they are because my mom never mentioned any team under that name. Hey slow down I hear someone closing in on us. Quisy whispered to cut.

Aye get behind the wall, we’ll take whomever it is out quietly before they alert others. Cut replied.

Check down that hall and if you find them bring them back as one or in pieces, don't care which just get it down. One guard yelled.

As instructed, the other guard travelled down the hall in hopes of finding his targets and using whatever force he deemed fit to capture them. What he was not aware of was that both boys were hiding out waiting to strike at moments notice. Carefully lurking down hall, the guard took out tranquilizer gun ready to unload its contents in both boys. Just as he approached the darken part of the abandoned hall Quisy jumped out from the shadows and placed a wind crushing hold on the guards throat. Meanwhile, Cut, unarmed him of his weapon only to empty its bullets into the guard for a quieter knock out. After knocking the guard out both boys hid the body away before making their escape to safety. During their short journey, Cut could not escape his thoughts of seeing his father after years of believing him to be dead. Such thoughts that would weigh heavy on his conscience.

I have eyes on the prize, I repeat I have eyes on the prize. Commence to phase two of extraction. Team python stated.

Great, let's get my boys out of here. Robert replied.

Roberto got out of his car and met Quisy and Cut halfway to lead them to where the others were waiting. Once they all made it back to the car safely, they pulled off before a search party was sent to scope the area.

Unc, it’s good to see you, you too senior but we need to talk when we get back. Cut said to Robert.

I think it’s only right that we do so, but understand he had his reasons and wishes. Robert replied.

Understood. Cut said back.

You fellas alright, nobody touched you in the booty hole did they? Mir's father jokingly asked.

What! Both boys yelled in unison.

Awe calm down, Quisy we all know that bussy has been touched by more than Scott's toilet paper. Mir's father responded.

Ain't nobody touched my son, I'll kill a bitch trying my boy. Quisy you better not be letting these young punks try you and that goes for you Cut and your cotton ball son, Mir. Son protect yourself. Robert said.

Mane you talking about him like he's a little princess, that nigga done been hit and quite a few times at that. You see his little hips be swaying, them hips don't lie. Sr said back.

Wait, why do you even know the term bussy and how to use it? Furthermore, what makes you think Mir doesn't want me to touch him? Quisy asked.

Oh my second son is gay and that mutha fucka be killing me talking that sweet shit. We went to church a few weeks ago and he said I was slaying Jesus. Now I wasn’t sure what that meant until he explained it to me. It’s gotten so bad I was at his sister's basketball game where he cheers and this guy said something about him and I turned around and said you hating cause my boy the only out there slaying. Mir ain't looking to be touched because he has father's dick or as you call it “zick.” With a dick like ours its meant to be used. Get all up in them sugar walls or in your case, Quisy, them bussy walls. Mir's father said.

Ok enough of all that, you wildn' Uncle Sr (Mir's father nickname, they share the same name). Unc lemme holla at you, do you have any brothers? Cut asked.

No, why? Roberto asked.

Well the fuck nigga that was holding us said he was Quisy’s uncle but Black Bird only has auntie Kim, Keith, and Nate. Cut answered

Wait when did he say that? Quisy asked.

He told me before you got there that he was your uncle. Cut responded.

Boys hold that thought until we get back to Black Bird, she'll know what's going on. Robert said.

Like my son be saying “what's the tea and is it sweet.” Sr jokingly said.

Shit, Kim used to always say “gurl I got juice to spill.” Robert said laughing.

That was her favorite line. Quisy commented while laughing.

*Phone rings*

Hello. Robert answered.

Lemme holla at the little guy real quick. Quisy’s uncle Keith said.

It’s for you. Robert said handing the phone to Quisy.

Hello. Quisy answered.

Little nigga what's cracking. Both uncles said in unison.

Aye Beavis and Butthead what's up, how are you guys? Quisy asked excitedly.

Awe mane the princess got jokes now. Keith said laughing.

We're good mane, glad to have you back. Nate answered.

Wait back? How did you know I was missing? Quisy asked.

We're team Python baby. Oh yeah, this is a family affair, playa. Keith answered.

How come my mom never told me about you guys? Quisy asked.

We're last resort backup, we only deal with extractions. Therefore you should never need to call us again. Nate said seriously.

I understand uncle Nate but what's new with you all, I feel we haven't been communicating since my mom's passing? Quisy asked.

I know what you mean and we've just been tied up with missions. You know Black Bird won't stop until she's dead or sees this through and I believe that she's older than Jesus's momma so that should tell you something young blood. Keith said laughing.

Nigga watch your mouth talking about my momma. Nate responded laughing.

If you think hard enough I bet you can still taste the milk from her titties on your tongue, shut your mommas boy ass up. She was my momma before yours. I keep telling you pops ain't have aim when he shot you out, he meant to hit her mouth but hit the wrong hole. Keith said hollering.

Oh come on, too much information unc. Quisy said laughing.

I'm a tell her you said that too. Nate said.

As if she don't already know, you know she gives Jesus, NSA, Oversight, and whomever else a run for their money when it comes to knowing the unknown. Besides, if you repeat that shit to her you liable to get yourself killed. Keith still laughing.

Hey I'm a talk to boys when we get to the safe house. Quisy said before hanging up.

You know it. Both uncles said in unison.

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Back at Black Bird's house, the kill squad and cleaners were making their way in ready to decommission their target and anyone else present. Once again, their ignorance would cost them their lives, Black Bird isn't a rookie by far. As Much as it pained her to do so, she's willing to sacrifice her home for the protection of her family. With that being said, she devised a plan to blow up her home whilst lacing the DNA of her imposter in the home. Her survival will be the Trump card they need. Making her escape with Ny and Jamal in toe, they exited through the emergency stairs just beyond the walls of her safe room. Travelling the route underground they exited about two blocks away from her home. Now in safe distance, she waited for the soldiers to enter her home before igniting her house to flames. Once the soldiers fully ambushed her property she triggered her bomb that would leave no survivors. Watching the orange purple flames engulf her home as thick smoke plagued the air caused a few tears to fight their way for freedom in Black Bird's eyes, this was the home she once shared with a man she trusted enough to wed and bear his children. The very same house she revoked invitation from the man who betrayed her; the same house she raised her children in. Such memories that could never be forgotten or replaced but being the fighter that she is, she had to push back such thoughts and keep moving forward.

We must go now, if they’re smart would’ve had two teams, one to infiltrate and another to stay on standby, keep heads low and eyes and ears open until we get to the safe house. Black Bird commanded as the others followed behind.

As they travelled under the radar a ghost Black Bird so desperately wish to see once more but know it isn’t possible jumped out at her, nearly giving her a heart attack.
Steady your moves, sucka. Black Bird said ready to strike.

Mom!!!

Mom? She only has three children, wtf!!!