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Fuego. Bloody violent man. Fun though. *smirk* Or was fun. Seems he pissed of Dagger. Dagger wacked him. Sorta. Yah I'm pissed about that. Considering the way the trend was going, whoever wacked my bodyguard became my new bodyguard. Does that mean Dagger is my bodyguard? Like hell.

Fuego tought me some important lessons. He was starting to tell me everything thing he knew about the clan. He listened to my questions, and gave me answers. Never told me they were stupid questions. It didn't seem to bother him that I couldn't fight. Of course he always fought for me. He had a nack for keeping me from being bored. Isn't that nice of him?

I think Fuego's favorite past time was to drag me through deep harlem, to his place. I have no clue why he's draging a white chick through harlem. But he did.

Fuego was always looking at me too. I don't know why. Had an odd look in his eye. As if I were property or something. Maby I was, as he was my bodyguard. Nobody messed with me when he was around. I do remember crashing at his place a couple of times. Probably because I didn't want to be alone.

I think the best thing Fuego did for me, was to teach me that I am myself. That I shouldn't let others rule me, or tell me how to act, tell me what to do. Fuego was big on that sort of thing.

I miss him.