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Life has never been a walk in the park for Tacoma. With a crack addict as a mother, and no father, he has been responsible to take care of his little sister Seattle since he was nine, while living in one of East Oakland's most notorious drug and gang infested neighborhoods. Every day is a struggle; they're forced to steal food, and have to rely on their street wits to survive. Lucky for them, Tacoma's best friend Raider's grandmother, Mama Marcella, shields them from getting detected by Social Services. Tragedy strikes one fateful day when Tacoma asks Raider to pick Seattle up from school. But Raider forgets, and Seattle never makes it home. Tacoma's world shatters around him, and he vows to wreak violent revenge on those responsible for her disappearance. But they are only teenage boys, and no match to fight Seattle's powerful abductors. Raider has an idea. With the help of an ancient Santeria book he stole from his grandmother, he turns both of them into vampires. Their bloody journey to save Seattle takes them deep into the corrupt underworld of the Oakland police force, secret FBI task forces, a beautiful scientist, and death. As the two unleash their newly acquired powers, things get quickly out of control. Tacoma and Raider turn their friends into vampires to help them fight against powerful enemies, and together they leave a trail of dead bodies along the entire West Coast. Follow Tacoma on his desperate quest to find his sister, while spiraling deep into the world of an escalating vampire war…
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GANGPIRE
BY
Sentu Taylor
This is a work of fiction. All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or used factiously.
GANGPIRE
Copyright © 2014 by Rose Taylor
All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.
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Printed in the United States of America.
First Edition: 2014
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This book is dedicated to my mother, for being the complete opposite of “Smoker Tracey” in every possible way, and always being there for me, unconditionally.
To my brother Deon, my friends Jornal, Eli, Jason, Raymundo, Glen, Larry, Thrett, Dennis, Moe and Reggie. To my family Kalle, Tascia, Bofta, Tadu, Eden, Hiruy, Salem and Tita.
Special acknowledgements to my cousin Lenny, and my friends Igwe and Kemi Waters for their outstanding artistic help and support.
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In memory of Sky, Tiana, Brian, Sheba and Seattle.
Prologue
It was well past 3 am in the drug and street gang infested Brookfield neighborhood of East Oakland, California. Two figures lurked in the shadows of a dark street corner.
“Oh shit homie, you see the white El Dorado parked across the street?” The taller of the two, a hood named Set Trip asked his smaller cohort. ”Yeah, I see it, why what’s up?” Baby Menace asked. “Cuzz, that’s Bobcat’s car. That fool tried to dump on me in front of Ken’s store the other week.” While he spoke, Set Trip pulled a .45 from his waistband, and chambered a round in one fluid motion. “Come on little homie, it’s time to get active”. Baby Menace nodded and grabbed his dingy .38 snub nose from the front pocket of his dark blue hoodie and followed Set Trip who was creeping to the side of the parked Cadillac. Both crouched down low against its fender.
The door to the house in front of which the white car was parked opened, and a tall black man, dressed in all black, emerged into the cool January night air. His permed hair, styled in shiny Shirley Temple curls, reflected off the porch light, bouncing around his dark face. He stopped on the top the stairs for a moment, looking suspiciously around, and seeing nothing out of the ordinary, he walked towards his car. At that moment Set Trip jumped up and opened fire. Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! His small cannon roared to life. Baby Menace came around the hood of the car and squeezed the trigger of his secondhand handgun. It jammed without ever firing. Bobcat although struck by several bullets managed to raise his 9mm and squeezed off a few rounds before he fell dead on his stomach.
One of the slugs ripped through Baby Menace’s baby face, ending his short 16 years of life. Set Trip took off running down a filthy alley, disappearing into the dark... One of the anonymous rounds raced through the window of an apartment across the street. The slug bounced off the kitchen sink before it crashed into the refrigerator.
The loud bang kidnapped Tacoma from his deep sleep. He jumped up and raced the short distance across the hallway that separated his room from his sisters. “CeCe, are you okay? Answer me, are you okay?” He yelled as his fists hammered at her door. The door lock clicked open and a young girl, groggily with her eyes still half shut appeared through the crack. “What’s wrong, what’s gotten into you?” She asked in the slurred dialect of a sleepwalker. He sighed in relief, “Everything’s okay sis, go back to sleep. It was just some idiots shooting outside.” The young girl shook her head. “Again? Gosh, I can’t wait till we can move somewhere else, dude. Ok, I see you in the morning. I’m going back to sleep.” She shut her door. He smiled and stumbled back to his room, locked the door and flopped on top of his bed. He was in deep sleep before negotiating his arms to pull the blanket back over him.
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