After having a nice relaxing shower Bowie felt it neccessary to head on over to Brooklyn and hang out with some off the guys from the District. He walked out of the appartment and begun walking down the street towards Brookyln. The sun was shining, the birds were tweeting and the warm gentle breeze was blowing through his hair. He continued walking waving and tipping his hat to the passing crowd. This was a good day, Bowie had a really good feeling about today.

He eventually reached Brooklyn where Eorati, DirtyDevil and a few others were chilling and talking about things. Bowie walked up to them and Yolo'd in their direction. He looked at Eorati and winked leaving him feeling stunned and shocked.

Bowie continued to stare at Eorati and whispered something really damn sexual at him in an Italian accent. Eorati stared back at him with a raised eyebrow. Bowie ran over and Cha Cha'd real smooth back and forth infron of him and then ran back to where he previously stood. Eorati quietly whispered "Fuck this" and loaded a few bullets into his gun. Bowie howled loudly at the moon resulting in Eorati taking aim at him.

Suddenly Simba ran out from a nearby alley way and jumped infront of Bowie so he was between both Bowie and Eorati. Eorati sighed and attempted to side step to get aim around Simba but Simba side stepped with him. Eorati didn't have the guts to shoot an innocent.

Bowie took advantage of this pause, he took the potato that he had been keeping in his jacket pocket and launched it over Simba's head and into the face of Eorati. At the same time the potato struck Eorati's face a loud bang was heard. Everyone though it was Eorati accidently discharging like he usually does but sadly this was not the case. As the loud bang echo's out into the distant streets Simba ran over to DirtyDevil and hugged him tight. Eorati quickly looked around to figure out if it was his weapon that had shot or not.

They turned to Bowie. Bowie stared forwards then slowly looked over to Eorati. His eye's wide open and his eyebrows raised, mouth open slightly. He gripped his chest and fell to his knee's resulting in a small dust clowd blowing away around him. Bowie looked over to Simba as he felt the warm liquid run through his fingers and down his chest. He slowly looked down to see blood bellowing out from a gunshot wound. A single tear fell from Bowie's eye as he turned back to Eorati knowing that this was the end for him. He tried to speak but nothing but a few drops of blood spluttered out.

His eyes lose focus as he falls backwards and lands on the ground. The sky fading away, getting darker and darker. His last breathe.. Bowie.. Is dead..

Simba Screamed at the top of his lungs and raced out of the compound to see if he could spot the attacker. The street was empty apart from a blacked out van. Simba turned back round to Eorati with tears streaming down his face. He looked down at Bowie and then back at Eorati. While doing so no one noticed the van begin driving towards Simba. It pulled up behind him and several men exited from the van. They pulled a bag over Simba's head and dragged him into the van. Several of Brooklyn district members fired some rounds at the van but it was useless. It was already gone and away down the street.

The New York members were left stunned and in shock at the incident which had taken place before them. Eorati quickly came to his senses and phoned some contacts, success was to be had. One of them had saw the incident from their appartment just down the road. They reported who the killer was and Eorati raced off down the road. He knew just were to find the killer.

Eorati approached an old abbandoned factory warehouse and slowly entered making sure not to create to much noise. Over in the far corner he saw a figure standing by a burning barrell. He approached the figure and shouted for them to turn round. He slowly approached closer and closer taking aim at the figure. They reached down to their waste to grab their firearm but Eorati was too fast and fired off several rounds into the figure. He walked up to them with his gun still drawn.

"I know you!" Eorati delcared. "You're Chaos!" Eorati stated before firing another round into Chaos' head. "Shooting one of my members, on my turf?!" Eorati pointlessly shouted at Chaos' dead body. Eorati felt a sense off pride and walked off back home.

The Adventures of Bowier and Simba have finally come to an end.