Sadly, due to an irrevcoverable computure crash, the magority of the Dark Street Chronicals were lost.
*sniffle* I don't think I have the heart to try re-writing the story again, atleast, not at this time with the loss so fresh.

The first chapter is all that remains; you can read if HERE.

Ask me what I want, 
I'll tell you nothing.
Ask me what I need, 
I'll answer none,
The streets are paved with gold,
For those who have it;
But darker streets are born,
When the evening comes.

On dark streets,
the world surrounding;
On dark streets,
the peril play;
On dark streets,
Your heartbeat's pounding,
On dark streets,
where love first went astray.

Ask me what I want,
I'll tell you nothing.
As me if I care,
It's left unknown.
I ask you let be 
apart by moonlight
So that I may walk
These dark streets alone.

No one should walk
these dark streets alone...