《Highschool Gun》 Prologue It was a dark night. A large plane with a company logo on its tail flew more than five hundred kilometers in the dark clouds. Thunder rumbled amidst the dark clouds and the plane shook. A commotion wrought through the first class looking passenger space as a man stood before his son with a solemn expression on his face. He had dark colored skin, his hair was cut short. He was dressed in a black suit, his features were attractive. This man was known as Martin Calvin, a head researcher of the government facility known as ARK. On his lap he carried a silver rectangular metallic case that only he knew what was inside. Seated to his side was a woman with a beauty of her own. He brown eyes, her small nose, the tanned skin that made her skin bronze colored slightly. She was dressed in a one piece that rose from her knees, hugging onto her curves tightly and even extending to cover her arms. It exposed the skin between her swan-like neck in a V-shaped that would have revealed some of her cleavage if not for the black mesh like material. Her black lustrous hair was long and extended to touch the back of her shoulders. Her name was Loretta Calvin. She was captivating by all rights and the fact that she was with a man as handsome as Martin Calvin made it seem as though they were a match made for heaven. At this moment though they both wore solemn expressions. Nothing about this situation seemed good. Loretta dotted on a young boy who was five years old. His brownish black eyes looking towards his parents. Though they hadn¡¯t said anything this boy was smart enough to know that something was wrong. ¡°Mommy what¡¯s wrong?¡± the boy asked Loretta felt her heart constrict at that moment. ¡°Nothing sweetie¡± she -said in soothing manner but her shaking voice made the boy all the more concerned. ¡°You¡¯re lying. Just like how big sis does when she gets in trouble for beating up people that bully me¡± the boys words might have been simple but the meaning behind them warmed their hearts. How was this little boy so intelligent. A tear slid down Loretta¡¯s eye as she hugged their little boy. This was meant to be a short trip to South America so they hadn¡¯t seen any problem when their little Tyler asked to ¡®ride in the big plane¡¯ with them but who could have known that this trip would proceed in this way? A streak of lightning flashed. Slamming into the left wing engine of the plane as though someone had targeted it on purpose. The plane shook violently as it leaned to the left. Its left wing engine ignited in flames. At this point the pilot knew it was a lost cause. Looking back a single parachute backpack sat in the corner. The pilot immediately abandoned the controls making the plane tilt further off balance. He strapped the backpack to his back and exited the cockpit his goal was the plane¡¯s door that had a large red lever to its side. The pilot looked back for a moment and could see the family trying to comfort each other. His heart stung when he saw the heartbreaking scene but there wasn¡¯t really anything he could do except run. The pilot shook his head his will to survive pushed him to pull the lever down. With a hiss, the door ejected off its hinges and flew off into the darkness of the night. The wind rushed it at a pressure so high it made breathing even difficult. Looking out into the darkness of the night. The pilot¡¯s heartbeat sped up, blood pressure pumping at an all time high. He braced himself for the jump but at that moment he felt a hand tug at his shoulder and pull him further inside the plane and away from the door. The pilot turned around and could see Martin standing right before him. Martin was a smart man and he understood human nature well as so how could the pilot¡¯s actions go unnoticed by him. The pilot feeling the plane lose altitude more struck out like a wounded dog with his fist aiming to hit Martin in the head. Martin reacted in kind slapping away the attack with his palm before throwing a knee out. The pilot wheezed as the blow to his groin almost popped his family jewels out. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road. Please report it. The pilot then found his head rammed to the wall of the plane before he passed out. Martin looked down at the pilot and shook his head. the pilot had planned to abandon them and simply let them die. Was this cowardly? Probably. Was it selfish? Yes it very much was but was it wrong? Not really. Every one had a will to do whatever it takes to survive it was just that Martin was sharper than most people on Earth. That was why he had decided to make a trip for South America. Stripping the pilot of the chute-pack, Martin called over Loretta who was still hugging little Tyler who was shivering in fear. This would probably be the worst first plane ride for any child. Loretta looked towards the passed out pilot with a hard to leave expression on her face before looking back towards her husband. ¡°I thought you stopped fighting?¡± she said lightly. At this Martin smiled bitterly. ¡°I stopped fighting actively doesn¡¯t mean my skills dropped¡± Martin said as he gesture for her to hand Tyler over. ¡°And besides isn¡¯t my fighting the reason we met in the first place¡± At this point Tyler had been firmly strapped in. though the parachute was too big for the little guy. ¡°Listen little man. I¡¯m gonna need you to jump out there for mommy and daddy okay?¡± Martin said to the scared child ¡°But about you guys?¡± Tyler asked seemingly sensing that something wasn¡¯t quite right. Martin smiled at his second child¡¯s sharpness. ¡°We¡¯ll be right behind you sport¡± Martin ruffled his hair. ¡°When you do jump make sure to pull this with as much strength as you can you got it?¡± Loretta watched what could only be their last interaction with their little boy take place. Her mind also revolving towards a little girl with a short brown hair and her shinny brown eyes. The little girl was their first born, Laura and she would be turning eight in the next couple of weeks. Loretta¡¯s sadness flared when she knew she wouldn¡¯t be there. Martin seemed to sense his wife¡¯s turmoil and slowly rose to his feet. He gave her a hug and kissed her forehead affectionately. The plane shook once more and at that point Tyler felt a light push but that was all, gravity seemed to do the rest as he was ejected from the plane. ¡°Stay strong kid and remember to pull the as hard as you can!¡± Those were the last words he heard from them as the little boy saw the plane¡¯s second engine erupt in flames, its nose dipping dangerously. By now Tyler had already pulled and activated the parachute so he saw everything at a normal pace even as the wind swayed him left and right. A third streak of lightning descended once more. This one purple in color and large than the previous one by a large margin. The moment it collided with the plane, it snapped it in two like a pretzel before the two halves exploded with the sound of screeching metal. Metal pieces flew out everywhere. A large piece of metal flew towards little Tyler. Hitting his head with a such force that he immediately passed out, the impact to his brain wasn¡¯t small and at that moment some of his memory cells found themselves misaligned, memory fragments shattered and scattered all over his brain. Another piece of scrap tore through the chute and Tyler¡¯s body descended at a faster speed as he collided with trees that scraped and tore through his skin. Even his leg bone fractured. 15 hours later, when the sun hang high he was found by several men in dark combat gear. They held assault rifles to their chests. At a single glance they could tell immediately that the boy was in a really bad condition. A fractured leg where bone protruded skin, splintered arms with deep gashes here and there. One of the men knelt and pressed two fingers to the boys neck. His eyes widening in shock. ¡°His still alive!¡± ¡°What!¡± another exclaimed ¡°Let¡¯s help him¡± a man who stood at six feet nine said with a soft expression. This man was the leader of this mercenary troop. Everyone was shocked to hear this. They were mercenaries of Tonitruum. They had never done something like that ever before so why now? ¡°Boss?¡± one young man asked just to clarify ¡°It¡¯s alright he could be very useful for our organization¡± This decision was one that had a direct impact on the future of the human race. Chapter 1: Lost blood It was raining that night in Reinfield city. Laura Calvin could not sleep because she was having a lot on her mind as she was having an algebra test the next day and on top of that she also had an assignment to complete by the end of the week and she was also having trouble with her ex boyfriend Brandon MacDonald. She shifted under her blankets and hugged the sheets tighter to add extra warmth. She lied awake for a few moments before her mind took her into the darkness of sleep. The next Day¡­12 March 2020 Laura awoke with an exhausted moan at the sound of her alarm clock beeping from the lampstand bedside her bed. Her hand lazily reached for the snooze button but the darn thing fell onto the floor with a loud thud. ¡°Perfect,¡± she muttered as she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. She slipped her feet into her flippers. She stood and stretched a little bit. Her room was nothing spiffy but it was her room. On one end there was a wardrobe that contained all of her clothing, there was also a dressing table where things like her makeup, brushes et cetera, et cetera resided. There was also a door right next to the dressing table that led into her small bathrobe. Laura was now energized after her stretching. She stripped out of her blue silky night dress and made her way to the shower. Her body welcomed the warm water as it washed down her body. Thirty minutes later she came out if the bathroom with a white bathing towel wrapped around her body and she sat at her dressing table. She applied some lotion and dried her hair before walking to her wardrobe where she took out her uniform. It comprised of a crimson red skirt, a white blouse with the logo of Crimson Academy High school and a red sweater. After dressing up she put on long white socks and her black Converse All stars. She carried her bag and unplugged her smartphone from the charger. It¡¯s power was at 100%. She smiled in satisfaction and walked out of her room. She walked down a small flight of stairs and walked into the kitchen where she expected to find her aunt Caroline Calvin making breakfast but instead when she went in she found aunt Carol sobbing, tears were streaming down her cheeks and she was holding the landline to her ear. ¡°Aunt Carol?¡± Laura asked. She was worried for her aunt because there were a lot of things that aunt Carol had gone through but she rarely cried the way she did today. The only other time she cried like that was when Laura¡¯s father-aunt Carol¡¯s twin brother, Martin Calvin, Laura¡¯s mother, Loretta, and Laura¡¯s little brother, Tyler Calvin, were pronounced dead in a plane crash off the coast of the Caribbean ten years ago. Aunt Carol placed the landline on the wall before she looked back at her. Only that her eyes weren¡¯t filled with sadness, they seemed to be over filled with happiness and the tears were tears of joy. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. ¡°Sweetie...,¡± aunt Carol sniffed, ¡°¡­they found him¡± Laura looked at her with a puzzled expression. She asked, ¡°Found who?¡± ¡°Your brother,¡± her aunt sobbed. Emotions started swirling around in her head. Sorrow especially. Laura had been believing that they were alive the first two years that followed up the incident but as time passed she had given up on that hope and had accepted the death of her parents and brother but now her aunt receives a call and she tells her that her brother was still alive? ¡°No¡­,¡± Laura denied it, ¡°aunt Carol we have been through this before¡± Tears were beginning to swell up in her eyes. ¡°I know honey¡­but_¡± ¡°But what! But nothing!¡± the tears now started flowing out of her eyes. ¡°We have suffered for years believing in that bull crap aunt Carol¡­please let¡¯s not go down that path again,¡± Laura cried and hurried out of the front door, she closed it shut and leaned onto it. She felt like her knees would give out from under her. Why? Why did this have to happen again after so many years? She felt like someone had just ripped open a fresh wound deep inside her soul and she had to close it up soon. She wiped her tears off with the back of her hand right before the school bus pulled up next to her house and she went onboard. * ¡°Laura¡­,¡± Aunt Carol whispered sadly as she watched her distressed niece walk out of the door. Yes it was true that they had gone through a lot of pain after the plane crashed and they had held onto hope that their loved might still be alive somewhere but it was that same hope that made the pain even more pronounced and to some degree Caroline Calvin understood the way Laura felt. Hell she probably shouldn¡¯t even be so happy about it because if it turned out wrong then the pain would be so much worse that before. Yet why did something feel different this time? The immigration office had said that they were certain that they had found Tyler Calvin and that she should head to the immigration office immediately. Caroline Calvin put on brown boots, blue jeans and a red checked shirt. She was currently on the highway in her gray Camaro and it would only take her an hour to reach the immigration office that is if the traffic continued to be in her favour. And alas, the traffic did stay in her favour. She parked the car in the underground parking lot of the immigration office. She killed the engine and stepped out of the vehicle. More than a dozen cars were parked in the parking lot. Caroline walked past all of them and stepped into the warm air outside it. The entrance to the immigration office was a few yards away. The building was an impressive eight story building with lavished windows from each office it housed and two rotating glass doors at the bottom right after the terrace. Carol stepped over the terrace and pushed through the rotating door, she was chilled with the air conditioned air of the interior. The brown tiled floor sparkled and chairs were placed strategically to avoid turmoil if people got tied of waiting in the three rows of people that wanted to either get in the country of get out. There were two reception desks that helped in coordinating the people and directing them where the had to stand or wait. Carol did not waste any time but simply went to one on the receptions. The one behind the desk was a white man who seemed to be in his late thirties. He had white hair and a bald patch on the back of his head, a short goatee, blue tired eyes and he wore a white golf shirt. ¡°Welcome ma¡¯am how may I be of assistance?¡± the man tried to sound enthusiastic but he wasn¡¯t fooling anyone especially not Carol. ¡°My name is Caroline Calvin and I was called to come by urgently about someone,¡± Carol replied. ¡°And who might that be?¡± the white haired man asked. ¡°Tyler Calvin¡± Chapter 2: The Advanced Counter-terrorist Division Four men were being held in the middle of a camp within a desert region filled with militarist movements. The men were all in their late thirties and all of them were bound to wooden poles at the center of the camp. They were stripped down to nothing which was not only humiliating but also given that the temperature of the desert during the desert were plummeting at fast rates as the desert sun set, they felt extremely cold. They were naked and in the open. Surrounded by a group of thirty people who looked at them with amusement in their eyes and some where even having some sexual deliberations but stayed still, doing nothing. At the very front of the group, a man currently sat on a wooden chair as he looked towards the four. He had a large beard that made him look like a Viking and his dark cold eyes looked at them as though he was looking at ants. It was clear that this man didn¡¯t take these prisoners seriously at all. ¡°You Americans are really something else,¡± the man spoke with amusement evident in his voice. ¡°You come here knowing that I have at least 50 armed men with me, and even with that taken out of the equation, I have at most 25 military jeeps that are fitted with machine guns as well.¡± The four men who were naked and were of course the prisoners, were of American descent. And not only that they were soldiers too, belonging to the nations¡¯ top secret organization that acted as America¡¯s blade in the shadows. If there was an operation that required them to take action and wanted nobody to identify them as American assets, they were the ones who would be sent and as a result they couldn¡¯t send in larger forces especially in cases like this. The camp they were captured in was of course an armed camp that has been experimenting on newly discovered mineral crystals that so far have been found to hold power that was equivalent to a nuclear missile! Yes they were that devastating. The four men were sent here on a covert ¡®search and destroy¡¯ mission but who would have expected them to be waiting for them. The moment the small team had arrived, they were immediately surrounded. With guns aiming at them from all sides. The four men could only accept their surrender and get captured. ¡°Who is your leader?¡± the man who was known as Adwoc Abllah asked this time there was a chill in his voice. ¡°We don¡¯t have one¡± all four men answered simultaneously. Not even a second passing when they question fell on their ears. Adwoc was shocked at first. He didn¡¯t expect this kind of response but that shock instantly turned into annoyance. These good for nothing ants actually dared to speak to him like that? A vein visibly stretched out across his forehead. Adwoc stood from his seat before heading for a bench that lied a few feet away. A stack of rusted and bloodied metallic tools lay on top. He merely picked up an iron bar with spikes at the tip. Before walking towards the captives. He swung the bar at the nearest man with a bald head. hitting him in the collarbone where a crunching sound was heard across the cold night. The spikes ripped through flesh and met bone, snapping it like a twig. A soul chilling shriek caused the rest of the captives to have pale faces. True they were loyal to the ACD but they weren¡¯t fully prepared for torture afterall just a few years ago they used to be normal soldiers. They weren¡¯t Delta, Seal, Special forces or even marines. They weren¡¯t even in the navy. They were simply just your average soldiers at least that was before they joined the ACD and got to appreciate more of what they were capable of. Adwoc brought the bar that was now stained with fresh blood and prepared to swing it down once more. He swung more viciously than the first time. The bald man¡¯s screams intensified. The other ACD soldiers felt a chill down their spines. The brutally that Adwoc showed etched into their minds. They were told to this would be a simply mission. Get through the camp, find the mine and blow it up before heading for the extraction point. But they were ambushed and forced to surrender the moment they got here. They were stripped and captured and now this. Adwoc threw the bar away and raised his foot right before slamming it into the bald man¡¯s face. The bald man could do nothing but take the hit as his head slumped back. His face bones were most definitely broken and the profuse bleed from his nose and mouth showed just how seriously he was injured. Baldy spat another mouthful of blood and teeth before fainting and hitting the desert floor. ¡°Adwoc looked down with disgust before sneering at the other ACD soldiers. ¡°Still not going to talk?¡± Adwoc stated before taking a step towards another soldier. This one was a young man in his early thirties and he seemed to be the most terrified of the four as his body continuously shivered. Adwoc prepared to kick him as well but before he could do so an explosion resounded off in the distance. Adwoc hastily turned and to look in that direction before his eyes finally widened his expression turning solemn for the first time. ¡®That¡¯s the direction of the crystal mine!¡¯ he internally screamed. He was now officially angry someone was seriously pushing his buttons. He turned to the rest of the ACD soldiers. ¡°I just kill you now¡± Adwoc reached for the small of his back, pulling out a desert eagle. He prepared to fire at one of the ACD soldiers but before he could pulled the trigger another explosion rang out this time men could be heard screaming. The explosion had gone off right among the numerous tents were some men were resting. It didn¡¯t end there though as more and more explosions rang out throughout the camp one after another. Men were sent flying through the air with either missing body parts or even no body parts at all. This situation really frustrated him. How had so many explosives been set up when the ones he had caught were all here? There was only one possibility. ¡°Find whoever is responsible and bring me their head!¡± Adwoc stated. Meanwhile the culprit behind it all simply took out a lollipop from his mouth before tossing it to the ground. It was time to get serious. A young man could be seen leaning onto one of the military jeeps belonging to Adwoc. Of course there were also other jeeps but he didn¡¯t seem to care much about them. The dark camouflage cargo pants he wore hugged to his legs closely but not to the point of hindering his mobility, a weapon holster was strapped to his left thigh. He ballistic vest and plate carriers he wore made him look formidable. A utility belt circled his waist. It was equipped with three spare magazines for immediate reloading, smoke grenades and a KABAR knife. His hands that wore fingerless gloves held an M4 Carbine to his chest. He also carried a small backpack that had a first aid kit and a few rations because he had a feeling that those old fogies who got their asses captured would definitely need them. If you find this story on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the infringement. ¡®I just had a memory about my past and before a could even talk to the Lieutenant you just had to get yourselves into a situation where I¡¯m need¡¯ the young man who was actually a 17 years old boy with black skin, short black hair and a face that could be considered handsome by the opposite gender pushed off the jeep before entering the jeep with a grumpy expression and as if he hadn¡¯t just blown up a mine full of rare energy crystals. Adwoc had just finished issuing some orders. He had completely forgotten his previous plan of just simply killing the captives. The sound of an engine could be heard from afar. What was it now? Adwoc complained in his head. Too many things were happening and there was no time to react efficiently at all. Just when he had this thought a jeep came towards the center. It was crushing tents and hitting his men without any regard whatsoever. Adwoc concluded that this was an enemy. His desert eagle barked as he fired at the jeep¡¯s windshield but they harmlessly bounced off. Meanwhile the young man behind the steering wheel only sneered. ¡°Who is this idiot. Can he tell that this glass is bullet proof?¡± the young man said as he continued to push the jeep forward completely unphased by Adwoc¡¯s attempts. Adwoc cursed as he saw the jeep heading straight for him. He jumped out of its path and landed on the cold sand. The jeep seemed as though it would continue to move forward as though it would hit the ACD soldiers but turned at a 360-0. The only harm being the sand that was violently kicked into their faces. The ACD soldiers coughed heavily as they say the jeep stop right infront of them. The door to the driver¡¯s seat opened and the young man came into full view. Adwoc had stood on his feet and he stared at the young man. Rage filled his features because the one who was causing so much trouble for him was a 17 year old and not only that but the boy seemed to look at the ACD soldiers with an amused smile on his face. Of the course the ACD soldiers recognized the boy he was the youngest yet also the most talented and deadliest of the ACD soldiers. He was commonly known as X-1 and they all had one thought at this moment ¡®Why the hell did they send this little devil?¡¯ X-1 then looked at Adwoc and said, ¡°Let¡¯s make this quick old man¡± A vein popped up on his forehead. Adwoc had never felt this humiliated in his life and by a child no less. He prepared to fire his weapon but X-1 beat him to it. Something landed right next to Adwoc before it exploded and released a thick cloud of smoke that cover the entire field. X-1 leisurely walked towards he ACD soldiers. ¡°I wish I brought a camera with me right now. Ha ha ha!¡± he laughed at the nude men as he cut their bounds. ¡°Get the injured guy and head to the back of the jeep¡± The men did as they were told meekly because they knew that X-1 wasn¡¯t someone to take lightly. X-1 used his Carbine to fire in Adwoc¡¯s direction. The smoke was just clearing out when the sound of gunfire echoed. Adwoc¡¯s eyes widened as he leapt to the side once more. Some of his men had reorganized themselves and had prepared to confront the young man called X-1 but before they even took a step they found themselves impaled with bullets. ¡®Time to get out of here¡¯ X-1 thought. He had destroyed the mine as well as safely secured the team. In his mind this was more than enough. He entered the jeep behind the wheel before shooting off into the distance. He was obviously heading for the extraction point about 60 kilometers away. Adwoc seeing his enemies escaping had a grim expression on his face. ¡°Get them! Don¡¯t let them escape!¡± The other jeeps were filled with Adwoc¡¯s men already shoot off in pursuit. One jeep stopped beside Adwoc who got on and joined the chase. The vehicles only moved for 30 meters before the suddenly stopped moving. ¡°No no no no what the fuck!¡± Adwoc cursed ¡°Boss the fuel lines¡­of all the cars were cut¡± one of the men came to report ¡°Fuuucck!!¡± Adwoc got out the jeep and shouted at the night desert. Meanwhile X-1 was berating the old men ¡°Seriously how can you get captured just like that? I mean was it really that hard to just blow up I mine?!¡± the young man complained. ¡°Now thanks to you I have to do extra work¡± X-1 sighed as the middle aged men looked down in shame. ¡°We¡¯re sorry X-1 it won¡¯t ever happen again¡± one of them said. X-1 sighed ¡°Good job surviving at least. Oh and from now on call me Tyler. Tyler Calvin¡± X-1 replied with a slight smile as a large cargo plane came into view. ¡°Now lets go home¡± ¡­ ACD HQ¡­Somewhere across the Atlantic ¡°We did some research and we discovered that Tyler Calvin really did exist,¡± the Lieutenant said as he leaned back in his inclined chair. ¡°Did?¡± I asked after catching on the fact that the Lieutenant used the name in past tense. I was standing infront of Lieutenant¡¯s desk in his office. It was tidy wide room with a book shelf stacked with books on one side, a red small sofa on the other, a glass table in the center of the room under which was a carpet made from the pelt of a black grizzly bear and a desk where Lieutenant was currently seated. The Lieutenant was a man who oversaw the progress of the Advanced Counterterrorist Division-ACD in short, which is a confidential government agency that is know to a few individuals in the higher up hierarchy is the United States defense department, even the president has no idea of it¡¯s existence and because it¡¯s base is a mobile ship that travels constantly in the trans Atlantic sea route, it¡¯s even harder for outsiders to locate. The ACD was where I had been for as long as I can remember which was a little less than seven years and though I have been here for seven years I did not learn everything from here. Before I joined the ACD, an organization called Tonitruum took me in and trained me. I was not more than seven years old at that time after surviving in a plane crash and severely wounded. Agents from Tonitruum found me and brought me to their base on an island not too far to Puerto Rico, there they nursed me back to health but I had suffered amnesia and I couldn¡¯t recall anything from before the plane. On top of that, my treatment was a debt to Tonitruum that I had to repay by doing their jobs. I went through hellish training from that point and went on missions to extract fallen agents from captivity so that they could not say anything about the agency. But on one particular mission I made contact with a man who was a former CIA agent by the name of Jake Harper who helped me to escape as well as being Tonitruum down in flames using operation Thunderclap. From there I was recruited into the ACD and since nobody knew my name I was known as X-1. The Lieutenant saw to my needs and only deployed me when the situation was dire. ¡°Yes apparently Tyler Calvin died in a plane crash ten years ago together with his parents and seeing as you said you were in a plane crash at the age of seven and couldn¡¯t recall anything further back than that¡­,¡± the Lieutenant leaned on the desk with his arms, ¡°¡­then it would be safe to say that you might actually be Tyler Calvin.¡± The edges of my mouth twitched slightly into a smile. My head was spinning with questions at that moment but I didn¡¯t know if I could even ask him. ¡°You¡¯re wondering if it would be possible to get you home aren¡¯t you?¡± the Lieutenant smiled and arched an eyebrow. ¡°How did you¡­¡± I asked feeling slightly flustered. ¡°You¡¯re face says it all kid,¡± he laughed, ¡°¡­don¡¯t think too much about it though. For now let me gather up more intel then we¡¯ll see how this plays out okay?¡± ¡°Yes sir!¡± I said and turned to walk out the door. ¡°And thank you,¡± I said as I walked out. Chapter 3: Way home 11 March 2020¡­ I was sitting in the hold of the military cargo plane. ¡®LANDING IN 1 MINUTE'' I heard the pilot speak over the intercoms. I could feel the metal of the plane shake beneath me as it tilted downwards and cut through the air current. A few moments later the plane touched down in San Francisco''s Airbase. The cargo hatch opened and when I stepped out I was greeted by CIA director Vince Harold or better known as CHIEF. He was an old man in his late forties but he had a fit shape his hair was white, he¡¯s eyes were a deep blue, wrinkles covered his face here and there but to my eyes he didn¡¯t seem that old. He was dressed up in a black suit. A black Sedan was parked behind him. He also had two more guys standing behind him, probably his bodyguards and they both seemed sharp and alert. They looked at me sceptically as if I was a dangerous animal. Maybe I was but I didn¡¯t dwell much on it. ¡°Welcome home Tyler,¡± Vince Harold said. It was the first time that someone had officially called me by that name and in truth I liked it. ¡°Yes,¡± I replied. My duffel bag as strapped along my shoulder and it was starting to itch up. I pulled on the strap and flexed my shoulder. Vince noticed and said, ¡°Shall we?¡± He gestured towards the Sedan. I swiftly nodded. ¡°Alright then,¡± he said and led me towards the back door. He opened the door and I went in to sit in the backseat after him. His bodyguards went and sat in the front seats, one behind the wheel and the other riding shotgun. The engine of the Sedan gave a soft him as it came to life and with that we drove off the runway and went past the front entrance before moving onto the highway. Vince periodically looked at me from the corner of his eye but I didn¡¯t even bother giving him my attention because my eyes were glued to the window as I looked outside at the passing pedestrians as well as the buildings and other cars moving along the road. San Francisco wasn¡¯t as noisy as New York but it was equally busy. We drove to a five star hotel called Paradise Hotel. It was a fifty story building with a brandished reception area on the ground floor, the floor had shiny black tiles, white fluorescent bulbs gave off a bright white colour that gave the place a stunning appearance. Vince and his two bodyguards led the way to the reception''s counter. They was a desktop computer on the surface, a tip jar, a credit card reader and a fresh stack of white papers. Behind the counter was a young man in his twenties, he had a friendly aura around him as he smiled at our approaching forms. If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation. ¡°Welcome to Paradise Hotel,¡± he said, ¡°Are you here to make a booking?¡± Vince cleared his throat. ¡°We already booked the entire 20th floor,¡± he replied. The entire floor?! I thought in surprise. Even the receptionist was surprised but he quickly pretended to act casual. ¡°Of course,¡± he gave Vince a black key card before clapping his hands twice. As if by magic a girl appeared standing before us. She was wearing a red Porter¡¯s uniform and she had blonde long hair. She also seemed to be in her twenties. ¡°Susie here will lead you on your way,¡± the male receptionist said ¡°Right this way sirs,¡± the Susie the blonde led us towards the elevator not too far from the reception. With me only having my duffel bag and Vince not having any luggage on him, Susie just had to lead us up to our floor using the elevator. Our floor had a total of five rooms that were numbered 95 to 100. After Susie had led us up Vince had decided to let her go because we didn¡¯t really need her help at all. ¡°You¡¯ll take room 98 over there, rest up. Take a shower. Relax for a while and then I¡¯ll be joining you to brief you on how you are to live your life away from¡­your previous one,¡± he said and I just nodded before walking off to my designated room. _ _ _ Two hours later and I had done everything that the CIA director told me to do. I was currently lying on top of a comfortable bed wearing only a white bathrobe and flippers. A bowl of popcorn was on my lap as I surfed through the channels on my TV. A tray of ice cream laid beside my bed and my only concern was that it would melt if I waited too long to eat it up. A few more hours passed and I was actually thinking that Vince might have bailed on me (I went through a special training course to help me with my teen slang and I must say I enjoyed it). I was halfway down with my ice cream when someone knocked at my door. ¡°Come in!¡± I said and Vince emerged into the room. He took one look at me and said, ¡°Seems you¡¯re enjoying yourself¡± ¡°Yeah well you took so damn long there was nothing else I could do,¡± I replied while taking an ice cream spoon in my mouth. ¡°Sorry to keep you waiting but I¡¯ll say it¡¯s good to see you finally acting your age,¡± he said and I tossed a pillow in his direction. ¡°Shut up Gramps¡± ¡°Now then let¡¯s talk about you finally meeting your family tomorrow, shall we?¡± Vince then proceeded to brief me on the status of my family which wasn¡¯t very different from what I was told at the ACD. I had an aunt who lived here in San Francisco by the name of Caroline Calvin. She was 37 years old, unmarried worked at a pharmaceutical company, she liked to spend her Friday nights at the club with her two friends Lucia Johnson and Clara Chambers but she never got too drunk and was always home by 10:30 because she had a responsibility of taking care of my sister Laura Calvin who was one year older than me and was a student at Crimson Academy High school which was probably going to be my new school. Laura was 18 years old and was in her fourth year in high school. Vince also took the liberty of giving me a file concerning the Academy and when he was done briefing me he left me the files so that I could study them. Lunch approached and went. The evening set in. And I was still studying the files. I had reached a point where I had memorized almost everything. Room service brought in my dinner and I went to bed right afterwards. Chapter 4: Blood test

12 ?????????? 2020 The next morning came earlier than I expected and that morning I woke up with a smile on my lips. Today was the day I would meet my family. I went to take a bath and then I dressed up in a black Homer Simpson t-shirt, black jeans and white sneakers. I made sure to comb my hair. ''I can''t believe that it''s finally happening'', I thought to myself as I ordered breakfast. It was around 8 am when Vince came to my door and told me it was time to visit the Migration Office where I would go through a DNA test to confirm whether I was indeed related to the Calvin''s or not. Vince Harold came to pick me up with his two bodyguards behind me. We went down to the lobby and out on the hotel. The sedan was parked waiting for us to get in. It was sunny outside and it had a peaceful atmosphere about it. We took of down the highway. The drive only took a few minutes before we arrived at the Migration Office parking lot. "Caroline Calvin...your aunt... is waiting inside but before you meet her you''ll have to do the DNA test," Vince said. "Alright," I said with my cells overcharged with excitement and anxiety. *********** Laura had gotten off the bus with the other students who were piling out onto the school parking lot. She wanted nothing more than to get out of the open and get inside before she ran into Brandon. She never bothered to look around her as she went up the terrace steps to get into Crimson Academy''s hallways. She had just barely gone through the door when she saw him standing with his group of friends. They were a group of delinquents. They didn''t care about the school rules or the school dress code, they preferred to wear black denim jackets even though they were supposed to were the school''s crimson jackets and they had outrageous haircuts that were an abomination to the standards of the school and even if the teachers saw them they wouldn''t do anything about it because everyone knew that Brandon MacDonald was the one and only son of the vice leader of the Rattlesnake mafia which had been gaining influence more rapidly than the mayor''s office campaign. There was a rumor that a teacher gave him an F in a test and was found the next morning lying on his front lawn beaten to a bloody pulp with a broken leg, arm and a damaged kidney, the teacher was still alive though and after he had gotten treated he quit his job and moved out of town. Laura had heard of the rumors but by then she was already dating him and though those were the rumors she couldn''t bring herself to believe them because Brandon seemed like a nice guy at that time but then he started pushing for them to have sex and Laura wasn''t down for it so she broke up with him hoping that he would stop bothering her. That was never the case though. Brandon had made sure that no guy would get close to her and her continued to push her further only that this time he would harass her, embarrass her and try to manipulate her life in public areas. One of those public areas were the school hallways. Laura''s legs felt heavy as she was glued on the spot. Brandon looked her way and had an amused smile on his face when he saw the state she was in. He whispered something to his friends before they all walked away which was unusual because Brandon would normally approach her and make it clear to her that even though they were not dating she still belonged to him, like she was some sort of object that could be possessed or disposed of but it was clear to her that all Brandon wanted was to at least have sex with her before letting her go which was a scary thought for her. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. She shook her head and regained her composure. There was no way in hell she was going to let that happen. She walked towards her locker and took out her history text book before heading to her class. Laura was a third year student that belonged to Class 3C that was located with the other two Class 3 rooms on the third floor. The Crimson Academy Highschool was organized like that, it was a large facility with four floors, each floor was for a designated classroom that even had its own library with books that corresponded with the class located on that floor. There were also other blocks that led to computer labs, biology labs, physics and chemistry labs and even geography labs. Laura was excited to get to class since it was the only place where she wouldn''t have to deal with Brandon and his crooked personality as he and his friends were fourth years. She climbed up two flights of stairs before making it to her classroom floor. By the time she reached her class the history teacher Miss Amanda Waller had already started teaching the class on the ancient Aztec culture before the war with the Spanish which was the cause of the kingdom''s fall. She knocked on the door and held on to her text book nervously. Miss Amanda was standing infornt of the entire class and even after she heard the knock at the door she continued talking to the class. "I assume you also think it was a bit much with the human sacrifice no? I if you ask what I think. I''d say the Aztec gods were a bunch of psychopaths," she said and the class laughed. "Yes come in," she said and she wasn''t surprised to find Laura Calvin coming through the door. Miss Amanda just sighed "Sorry I''m late," Laura said in the nervous voice she usually does but this time Miss Amanda could tell that something else was wrong and she decided to let her off with a warning rather than detention. "Yes yes take a sit before I decide to give change my mind," Miss Amanda said. "Thank you" Laura hurriedly went to her front desk and quickly dropped her bag on the floor. She could hear the other students whispering behind her and most of them were girls. Among some of the whispers... "I feel bad for her" . "Yeah this is like the third time this week". "I bet it has to do with that bastard". Laura internally groaned and tried to focus on what Miss Waller was saying but no matter how hard she tried she just couldn''t bring herself to concentrate. Her mind was troubling her with questions. What if her brother really was alive? What would he even look like? Would they get along? Would she be able to protect him like she used to when they were kids in kindergarten? She couldn''t even protect herself right now how in the world would she even be to protect him? What the hell was she even thinking? There was no way he could still be alive right? "....ura...Laura Calvin?!" "Yes?" she snapped out of her daze. "Good to know you''re not a living corpse," Miss Waller said and everyone in class laughed silently. "Sorry," Laura said with her cheeks bright red with embarassment. "What was the question?" "There was no question. I got a message from the headmaster saying your family needs you so you''re get your things and head to the parking lot your getting off school early today," Miss Waller said and Laura looked at her like she was an alien or something. "Don''t look at me like that. I also don''t know what''s happening," Miss Waller said with a shrug. Laura nodded and packed up her things. "She''s so lucky," she heard someone whisper behind her. As Laura stepped out of the academy''s black and stepped into the mid morning light. She was surprised that she was getting off school early but she was more surprised to see to men in Black suits and sunglasses standing in front of a black Sedan. "Miss Laura Calvin?" one of the men asked. "Yep. That''s me," she replied awkwardly as she stood holding her bag. She was extremely nervous. "No need to be distressed ma''am. We''re here to take you to your brother," the other one said. Laura''s shock was evident on her face. Chapter 5: Seat belts

12 ?????????? 2020 Laura was more puzzled than she could ever imagine. The sedan moved smoothly in the traffic as she was seated in the back seat. The two men who had only introduced themselves as agents from the Migration Office said that a DNA test was required but the accuracy was all dependent on how much it will match with Laura. The more she thought about it the more excited she was and the more scared she was. What if the DNA test proved that the person was not her brother and that in fact he was dead? That would probably bring her world down more than it already was. But what if it was her brother? The chances of that happening were one out of a hundred. ************* Caroline Calvin had been told to wait and while she was waiting she had also been told that her niece was on her way so that a thorough DNA test would be carried out. At first she was against that prospect and had argued that they could use her blood but some officials had told her that they needed to match it with Laura''s blood to be absolutely sure that the person they found was indeed Tyler Calvin, her lost nephew and brother to Laura. She had reluctantly accepted the proposal. Caroline only had to wait a few more minutes before two men wearing black suits came into the building followed by a nervous Laura Calvin who was still in her school uniform. Without thinking, Caroline rushed up to them. "Hey sweetie," she had greeted her niece. It was apparent to her that she had been taken out of school and brought here by the two men and she scolded them for it. The men looked down in shame and apologized before two women in gray suits led them to an elevator. They were heading up and one of the gray suit women explained that they were going to the testing lab. They rode the elevator to the fifth floor which was comprised of a large white room with different equipment around ranging from computers to hypodermic syringes to gas cylinders, a hospital bed that looked like a white recliner stood in the middle of the room and a boy in his teens was seated on top of it. There were about five people in white lab coats moving about and setting things up. Three were males and two were females but neither Carol nor Laura gave them any heed. They had their gazes fixed on the boy with the black short hair, brown eyes, black skin, small nose and smooth chin. As Caroline looked at him she could see a resemblance to her sister-in-law, Loretta, and right then and there the doubt she once held was slowly depleting and the prospect of hope was becoming more plausible. "Good morning. I am Dr Sophia Rose and I''ll be in charge of the operation today," one of the females had said. She had white pale skin, blue short cropped hair, brown eyes, small lips and freckles on her face. She had an innocence about her like the one you get from looking at a little girl. "Yes thank you," Carol replied. The boy who was yet to be proven as Tyler Calvin looked in their direction. His brown eyes seemed to looked at them with adoration but they were also calculating. Laura couldn''t help but feel familiar with that gaze. The author''s tale has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Miss Laura? Come with me," Dr Sophia said and gestured with her arm to follow her. Laura followed and she was told to seat in a plastic chair right before a counter. The counter had a microscope, a centrifuge and a tray of fresh syringes. The man handling that place gave her a smile and said, "Please relax as I take a blood sample alright?" Laura nodded sharply before looking to her right where the boy was seated in the chair. He looked just as nervous as she was. She smiled happy that she wasn''t the only one. There was a sting as the needle penetrated her skin just below her inner elbow and blood was drawn into the syringe, it was a process that didn''t take more than five minutes. After that the boy''s blood sample was similarly taken and both his and hers were taken to a device she couldn''t comprehend, the samples were fed into the machine and it was given time to process and compare them. Meanwhile Laura, Carol and the boy were led down the elevator and back down to the lobby. During the entire ride down the boy had not uttered a single word yet it was hard to miss the glances he gave Laura and her aunt. ********* They were all seated in the chairs, people went by here and there. The two men who had brought Laura were having a casual conversation. The boy was seated on her right while her aunt was on her left. Laura would look at him and it would bother her that he was so still and quiet, he hadn''t even sneezed in the past thirty minutes and the silence was creeping into her system that she just wanted to least talk. He may have not been proven to be her brother but at least he could be her friend. "Hey," she said after making up her mind. The boy looked at her with a steady gaze as he swept over her face. There was a brief moment of silence before he replied, "Hey" "Oh so you can talk? Phew for a moment there you had me worried," she tried to smile but even she could tell that her smile would look unnatural. "Pfft," the boy tried to hold back his laughter. "What?" she genuinely smiled this time. "Nothing it''s just that your first smile looked like a grinning shark" She faked a gasp of surprise. "How dare you?!" They both laughed and just as their laughter died down the two ladies from before came around with smiles on their faces. "Congratulations Miss Calvin. The results show that this is indeed Tyler Calvin. What happened next was a total surprise, aunt Carol cried as she knelt down in front of the boy, now Tyler Calvin and she hugged him. "I...I don''t know what to say," she said "Honestly I don''t know either I''m just happy to have a family again even with my foggy memory," Tyler replied and both Laura and Carol looked at him in shock before the woman in gray explained, "He received a head injury during the plane crash which led to amnesia." They both nodded in understanding. Tyler asked, "When can we leave?" "You can leave anytime you want," the other gray suit lady replied. "Aunt Carol can we go home now?" Laura asked her aunt, the excitement evident in her voice. "Ah y-yes let''s go home," aunt Carol replied as she stood up and wiped away her tears. Tyler Calvin didn''t have that much luggage with him except for a duffel bag. He slang it over his shoulder in a swift and effortless motion and followed behind Aunt Carol who led everyone out of the building and into the parking lot. The sound of the city''s morning rush could not be ignored even if the time was close to 12 o''clock. Aunt Carol took out a set of car keys as they stopped infront of Aunt Carol''s gray Camaro. They all got in Aunt Carol in the front while the two siblings sat in the back. "Seat belts on?" it sounded more like a statement from Aunt Carol. "Yes," the two siblings replied in unison. Chapter 6: Home I didn''t know what to say, or what to do and that was a first for me. I was completely nervous as I sat in the back with Laura stiff as a statue and the fact that Laura would take out her phone and type while giving me the occasional side glances didn''t help with the matter. Still it felt good to sit next to my newly found big sister which was something that I could never imagine, I couldn''t help but smile at the thought. Now that I was finally done with Tonitruum, the ACD and the medical tests, I was now starting to fell the exhaustion slipping in. I involuntarily leaned my head back into the backseat of the Camaro and closed my eyes after which I dozed off, not for long though because a short while later Laura was shaking me awake. "Wake up sleepy head. We''re here," she said. "Oh alright," I replied as I followed Laura out of the car. The house was located in Mission District, the neighborhood where the house was seemed friendly, the houses were all arranged in a linear settlement pattern where the houses were lined up following one of the streets that crossed paths with another two other streets. The house wasn''t too big, it wasn''t too small either. I looked around to appreciate the beautiful environment, there was a single tree in the front yard surrounded by well kept green grass, a small stone path that led directly to the patio. The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. I felt a nudge in my side. "Come on move it," Laura urged, I guess I had taken too much time taking in my surroundings. I followed Laura as she dragged me into the house. The front door opened up and right after that there was a wooden coat hanger behind the door a few paces to the left was the living room, the right side led to the kitchen. The design in the kitchen was quite perculiar because it was a large room divided into a dining room and the actual kitchen where the two were separated by a black counter with a sick, the walls were decorated with brown tiles and the windows were wide enough to let adequate sunlight in. From there Laura led me up to the rooms. She showed me the bathroom, aunt Carol''s room, the attic door and my room though she explained to me that it still needed some time to be prepared, she also told me that would be before 6 pm. In the short time that I had spent with Laura I could already see that she was a kind yet fierce young lady who would be giving me a hard time if I stepped out of line. We toured the house for a while before fatigue starter to sip in. "Hey Laura I think I need a nap," I said. "Yeah you''re right. You look exhausted," she said. "Where can I catch some Z''s?" "Well since your room is a mess I''ll let you use my bed. But only this once okay?" I nodded in acknowledgement before slipping into her room. Fresh lavender scent hit me the moment I entered. It was a lively room with pink coloured walls, it was tidy and clean too. I didn''t waste time taking everything in instead I went straight to the bed in the middle of the room with white covers and laid on top. Shortly after, I dozed off to sleep. *************** Chapter 7: Frustrations at lunch

It was lunchtime at Crimson Academy and the cafeteria building was filling up with students from all classes. Patricia Runner and Beatrice Eregone were seating on their usual table on the senior side of the cafeteria. They were usually three people when they ate but it seemed that Laura Calvin had gotten out of school early. She hadn''t explained anything to them yet but had simply said that she would once they came over to her place after school not that she even had so ask her because they would still come over. "Do you think she''s alright?" Patricia asked "Hm...I don''t know but at least she can take a break from that asshole," Beatrice replied and just then Brandon and his small crew of delinquents made an entrance, the whole cafeteria suddenly went quiet just like it usually does. Brandon started walking towards his table but he whipped his head towards the two girls, the expression on his face was clearly angry and the two girls could guess why. "Look at that bastard," Beatrice snorted "Yeah he''s practically glaring over the fact that Laura ain''t here," Patricia said "Yeah well might as well enjoy it while it lasts," the two girls giggled. ************ Brandon was angry, he was like a boiling volcano. How could that bitch leave just like that? Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. It had taken him all his will to bottle up his anger and not march all the way to the two other chicks who hang around with Laura. He was now seated at his table at the corner where he could monitor everything and everyone. He''s five friends Randy, Damian, Scott, Allen and Frank were all busy discussing about when they were going to collect the protection fees this week. Since everyone knew that Brandon was the son of the mafia''s vice leader, he was practically mafia himself and using that status he put himself at the top of the food chain at the Academy. All the tough guys in each class were under him hence they collected $50 from each of their class mates every week as a fee to grant them immunity from being bullied and those that failed to pay? Well you already know the answer to that. So far that week, the 1st, 3rd and 4th years had already given there contributions to Brandon''s crew so the only remaining guys were the 2nd years whole were due to pay up the next day. He''s friends were deep in conversation when Brandon suddenly pounded his fist on the table. All everyone at the table was silent. "That damn bitch. To think she would leave just like that," he said over gritted teeth. "I don''t get it man why hasn''t she given in yet?" Allen said. "Yeah every other bitch would have spread their legs by now," Scott said. "Yeah I mean does she want to be a modern day version of Mother Mary or something," Damian snorted at the idea. These guys have no idea, Brandon thought. They didn''t know Laura the way he did. She was a resilient creature and that was one of the things he liked about her but it was also one of the reasons why she was irritating him at the moment. He needed to find a way to make her submissive. Perhaps it was time for him to up his game. A devious smile played on his lips as he thought of exactly how he was going to do that. Chapter 8: Moving in

Laura had left Tyler sleeping as she went to help Aunt Carol with preparing Tyler''s room. Two hours had passed and it was now 3pm. The room was clean and tidy, the bed was prepared and a small study desk was set. Now all that remained was for Tyler to personalize his room. "Phew," Laura wiped sweat off her brow. "I think this should be enough right?" aunt Carol said. "Yeah we''ll leave the rest to him," Laura smiled. "Hey you think he''ll put up posters of naked girls?" "Laura!" "What I was just curious," she giggled "Please don''t do that...it''s very inappropriate," aunt Carol sighed. Unknown to the two most important women in my life, I was hiding behind the door. I couldn''t help but smile at how lively they were. I had just woken up and decided to check up on them. My stomach growled and the door I hid behind swung open with Aunt Carol smiling up at me. "You must be hungry," she said "Yeah...wonder what gave it away," I replied "Follow me" She led me to the kitchen and made me a sandwich which I had to wash down with some fruit juice. I sat eating at the table while she cleaned some dishes. Laura was in her room chatting with her friends I guess. "So what do you think about going to school?" aunt Carol asked. "Well...I''d like to start as soon as possible," I replied and she hummed in response. "How soon are we talking?" "How about tomorrow?" it came out sort of as a question. "Are you sure? Aren''t you gonna be exhausted from all your travelling?" she asked. "Don''t worry about it I''ll be fine," I sent an assuring smile to her. She sighed. "Alright if you say so," she replied after giving it much thought. Just then the doorbell rang. "I''ll get it!" Laura zoomed pasted in an instant guess my sister was also athletic. A few moments later Laura came into the kitchen with two other girls behind her. "Girls I''d like to introduce you to my brother Tyler," Laura said to the two. I waved at them awkwardly. "Tyler these are my best friends Patricia Runner and Beatrice Eregone." Patricia was tall and slender with pale white skin and auburn hair. Beatrice was as tall as my sister which was about 5''5". She had blue black hair and had a body of a model. They both studied me under their gazes and I felt like was a rabbit under the scrutiny of a starved tiger. "Uhm...nice to meet you," Beatrice was the first to speak. "Likewise," I replied "Well then let''s head upstairs girls move," Laura ordered and they left for Laura''s room. *********** Thunder roared on that fateful night and the plane swayed left and right uncontrollably. It was a white private jet with the Dolphin Inc. logo on the tail wing. It was on moving above the Caribbean islands when suddenly it''s left wing engine caught on fire. Martin Calvin held his wife''s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Their five year old son was terrified in his seat. He''s mother rushed to comfort him. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. "Don''t worry baby nothing bad is gonna happen. Okay?" she told her boy but Martin knew otherwise. He rushed towards the cockpit where the pilot was having trouble with controlling the plane, a single parachute hang from the wall beside the door. He strapped his soon in and yanked the plane''s door open the difference in air pressure made it difficult to breath or even maintain balance. "Tyler listen to me. No matter what happens you have to fight to survive," Martin had a sad look in his eyes. Loretta was crying behind him. "You have to jump and pull this string as hard as you can you got that?" The little boy Tyler nodded meekly, "Aren''t you guys coming?" "We''re right behind you baby," Loretta replied. The second engine also rumbled into flames, the plane swayed to the side and Tyler was spilled out of the plane screaming. *********** I woke up with heavy breaths, my body was sweating. I pushed my blanket away from me as I sat at the edge of my bed. Dammit I had another dream or was it a memory? Honestly, I had no idea. I couldn''t tell the time but I was pretty sure it was dawn. I got up and started to do my usual physical exercises to keep myself in shape. I was in the middle of doing my hand stand pull ups when I heard a knock at my room door. I stopped my exercises and answered the door. "Oh your awake...and naked," Laura said, her cheeks were tinted red. "Are you alright? You look sick," I said with concern. "No I''m fine just put your clothes on take a shower and get ready for school," she turned and walked away quickly. Strange, I thought as I closed my door. The sun had risen and I had just finished dressing up. Since I didn''t have the school uniform, I had to where black trousers with a dark blue button up shirt and white socks and slides on my feet. I carried the black school bag that aunt Carol had bought the previous day with some books and headed down stairs to the kitchen for breakfast where I found Laura and aunt Carol already eating toast and some tea. My plate was already set up so I just sat down and begun to eat. "Someone looks ready," aunt Carol commented "To be honest I''m kind of scared," it was the truth, I''ve never attended school in my life since I only got tutors at the ACD. "You don''t have to worry at all right Laura?" Laura hadn''t spoken to me since this morning and I also noticed that her face tenses up when the topic of school is brought up. Did something happen? I don''t know but with the way she was hiding it I could tell that she didn''t want anyone to find out so it wasn''t my place to do anything. I simply ate my breakfast. After we were done aunt Carol locked up the house since he also had to go to work, she said she''d drive us to school since she had to talk to the headmaster. We got into her car and she drove off. The drive only took about 18 minutes before we were infront of an open gate. I could see multiple teenagers walking through the gates on foot while either chatting or looking at their smartphones. Aunt Carol pulled up in the school parking lot and with that we got out. "I''ll get to class first," Laura literally jumped out of the car and raced up some stone terraces that led to the main academic block. "She must really want to get to class early," aunt Carol commented before she stepped out of the vehicle. I followed her lead and stepped out. A group of students were passing by looked at me before continuing on their way. "Is that a new student?" "What do you think you dumbass" "I wonder how much the protection fees will cost for him?" Those were some of the whispers that were among the students as we crossed the hallway. we turned right into a different section of the first floor where there were no lockers but offices and the staff room. The principal''s office was at the end of the corridor. Aunt Carol gave it a light knock before a female voice came from inside. "Come in," it said. The office was wide, clean and had a minty fresh lavender scent. Whether it was coming from the potted plant at the corner of the room behind the headteacher''s chair or the air con that was directly overhead, I had no idea. The was had several pictures of the headteacher at different events. One was her and the mayor at a charity, in another she was with a student and was shaking hands but the one that caught my attention the most was the one where she was simply seated in a sofa wearing the very same black ladies suit that she was wearing right now. She was a woman in her late forties she had the wrinkles on her face to prove it. She wore glasses and had short black hair that had a few strokes of grey. she was seated behind a large desk that was piles of files and a desktop computer. Sitting before her in the chairs felt like sitting before the Lieutenant and the vibe sort of made me anxious and relieved at the same time. "Miss Calvin," headmaster Spidle rose to her feet to and shook hands with my aunt. "Good morning Mrs. Spidle," Aunt Laura replied. "Yes good morning. And this must be Tyler?" she nodded casually at me. "Yes ma''am it''s a pleasure to meet you," I stood and gave a small respectful bow. "I''ll be in you care" Chapter 8: Moving in Laura had left Tyler sleeping as she went to help Aunt Carol with preparing Tyler''s room. Two hours had passed and it was now 3pm. The room was clean and tidy, the bed was prepared and a small study desk was set. Now all that remained was for Tyler to personalize his room. "Phew," Laura wiped sweat off her brow. "I think this should be enough right?" aunt Carol said. "Yeah we''ll leave the rest to him," Laura smiled. "Hey you think he''ll put up posters of naked girls?" "Laura!" "What I was just curious," she giggled "Please don''t do that...it''s very inappropriate," aunt Carol sighed. Unknown to the two most important women in my life, I was hiding behind the door. I couldn''t help but smile at how lively they were. I had just woken up and decided to check up on them. My stomach growled and the door I hid behind swung open with Aunt Carol smiling up at me. "You must be hungry," she said "Yeah...wonder what gave it away," I replied "Follow me" She led me to the kitchen and made me a sandwich which I had to wash down with some fruit juice. I sat eating at the table while she cleaned some dishes. Laura was in her room chatting with her friends I guess. "So what do you think about going to school?" aunt Carol asked. "Well...I''d like to start as soon as possible," I replied and she hummed in response. "How soon are we talking?" "How about tomorrow?" it came out sort of as a question. "Are you sure? Aren''t you gonna be exhausted from all your travelling?" she asked. "Don''t worry about it I''ll be fine," I sent an assuring smile to her. She sighed. "Alright if you say so," she replied after giving it much thought. Just then the doorbell rang. "I''ll get it!" Laura zoomed pasted in an instant guess my sister was also athletic. A few moments later Laura came into the kitchen with two other girls behind her. "Girls I''d like to introduce you to my brother Tyler," Laura said to the two. I waved at them awkwardly. "Tyler these are my best friends Patricia Runner and Beatrice Eregone." Patricia was tall and slender with pale white skin and auburn hair. Beatrice was as tall as my sister which was about 5''5". She had blue black hair and had a body of a model. They both studied me under their gazes and I felt like was a rabbit under the scrutiny of a starved tiger. "Uhm...nice to meet you," Beatrice was the first to speak. "Likewise," I replied "Well then let''s head upstairs girls move," Laura ordered and they left for Laura''s room. *********** Thunder roared on that fateful night and the plane swayed left and right uncontrollably. It was a white private jet with the Dolphin Inc. logo on the tail wing. It was on moving above the Caribbean islands when suddenly it''s left wing engine caught on fire. Martin Calvin held his wife''s hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Their five year old son was terrified in his seat. He''s mother rushed to comfort him. If you encounter this tale on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. "Don''t worry baby nothing bad is gonna happen. Okay?" she told her boy but Martin knew otherwise. He rushed towards the cockpit where the pilot was having trouble with controlling the plane, a single parachute hang from the wall beside the door. He strapped his soon in and yanked the plane''s door open the difference in air pressure made it difficult to breath or even maintain balance. "Tyler listen to me. No matter what happens you have to fight to survive," Martin had a sad look in his eyes. Loretta was crying behind him. "You have to jump and pull this string as hard as you can you got that?" The little boy Tyler nodded meekly, "Aren''t you guys coming?" "We''re right behind you baby," Loretta replied. The second engine also rumbled into flames, the plane swayed to the side and Tyler was spilled out of the plane screaming. *********** I woke up with heavy breaths, my body was sweating. I pushed my blanket away from me as I sat at the edge of my bed. Dammit I had another dream or was it a memory? Honestly, I had no idea. I couldn''t tell the time but I was pretty sure it was dawn. I got up and started to do my usual physical exercises to keep myself in shape. I was in the middle of doing my hand stand pull ups when I heard a knock at my room door. I stopped my exercises and answered the door. "Oh your awake...and naked," Laura said, her cheeks were tinted red. "Are you alright? You look sick," I said with concern. "No I''m fine just put your clothes on take a shower and get ready for school," she turned and walked away quickly. Strange, I thought as I closed my door. The sun had risen and I had just finished dressing up. Since I didn''t have the school uniform, I had to where black trousers with a dark blue button up shirt and white socks and slides on my feet. I carried the black school bag that aunt Carol had bought the previous day with some books and headed down stairs to the kitchen for breakfast where I found Laura and aunt Carol already eating toast and some tea. My plate was already set up so I just sat down and begun to eat. "Someone looks ready," aunt Carol commented "To be honest I''m kind of scared," it was the truth, I''ve never attended school in my life since I only got tutors at the ACD. "You don''t have to worry at all right Laura?" Laura hadn''t spoken to me since this morning and I also noticed that her face tenses up when the topic of school is brought up. Did something happen? I don''t know but with the way she was hiding it I could tell that she didn''t want anyone to find out so it wasn''t my place to do anything. I simply ate my breakfast. After we were done aunt Carol locked up the house since he also had to go to work, she said she''d drive us to school since she had to talk to the headmaster. We got into her car and she drove off. The drive only took about 18 minutes before we were infront of an open gate. I could see multiple teenagers walking through the gates on foot while either chatting or looking at their smartphones. Aunt Carol pulled up in the school parking lot and with that we got out. "I''ll get to class first," Laura literally jumped out of the car and raced up some stone terraces that led to the main academic block. "She must really want to get to class early," aunt Carol commented before she stepped out of the vehicle. I followed her lead and stepped out. A group of students were passing by looked at me before continuing on their way. "Is that a new student?" "What do you think you dumbass" "I wonder how much the protection fees will cost for him?" Those were some of the whispers that were among the students as we crossed the hallway. we turned right into a different section of the first floor where there were no lockers but offices and the staff room. The principal''s office was at the end of the corridor. Aunt Carol gave it a light knock before a female voice came from inside. "Come in," it said. The office was wide, clean and had a minty fresh lavender scent. Whether it was coming from the potted plant at the corner of the room behind the headteacher''s chair or the air con that was directly overhead, I had no idea. The was had several pictures of the headteacher at different events. One was her and the mayor at a charity, in another she was with a student and was shaking hands but the one that caught my attention the most was the one where she was simply seated in a sofa wearing the very same black ladies suit that she was wearing right now. She was a woman in her late forties she had the wrinkles on her face to prove it. She wore glasses and had short black hair that had a few strokes of grey. she was seated behind a large desk that was piles of files and a desktop computer. Sitting before her in the chairs felt like sitting before the Lieutenant and the vibe sort of made me anxious and relieved at the same time. "Miss Calvin," headmaster Spidle rose to her feet to and shook hands with my aunt. "Good morning Mrs. Spidle," Aunt Laura replied. "Yes good morning. And this must be Tyler?" she nodded casually at me. "Yes ma''am it''s a pleasure to meet you," I stood and gave a small respectful bow. "I''ll be in you care" Chapter 9-11

Chapter 9: School¡¯s new slut

Laura felt ashamed for ditching her family like that but he had no choice. She couldn''t risk bumping into Brandon with them, but she had serious problems to worry about more that that. She had a weird feeling that was nagging in the back of her head as she got weird looks as she passed through the halls on the third floor. She disregarded the feeling and instead decided to go straight to her locker. "Laura! Wait..." she clearly heard Patricia''s voice from the distance but it was too late, she had already wedged her locker open. A plastic rod then fell out. It was purple coloured, long and had a thick shaft. It came to a halt in the middle of the hallway and only an idiot wouldn''t recognize what it was. A dildo! Laura''s eyes widened in shock and before she knew it phone camera''s were flashing as student took photos and in less than two minutes the picture was already circulating #who wudda thought the meek queen was such a slut. Laura''s eyes welled up. She ran to the bathroom and locked herself in the stalls, there she sat crying to herself quietly and thinking why all this was happening to her. It was small stunt with huge consequences for her. Meanwhile Brandon who was just parking his black Mercedes Benz in the parking lot looked at his phone and saw the notification. He smiled. There was no way that Laura would avoid this now and would soon ask him to make it stop

Chapter 10: And so it begins

Mrs Spidle had given me the general rules of the place, my designated class which was class 2A. I the tailor came in to take my measurements for my uniform and then she told me to go and come back at 4pm when classes were over. I was told to go to my designated class so I got out of the office and immediately took note of the temperature difference. The air in the hallway was warm whilst the air in the headmaster''s office was chilly. Is it because she''s an authority figure? I shook my head and walked down the halls which were now empty probably because classes had started. I walked forward on the first floor merely following my sense of direction but that proved useless as I had walked for a full thirty minutes only to find three class 1 rooms, a small lab, a library and the janitors closet. I finally noticed the steps that led up to the second floor. I followed them up and searched the hallways which resembled those on the previous floor, the only difference was that there was the nurse''s office instead of the janitor''s closet. The classes were arranged in an order from class 2C which was at the start of the corridor to class 2A which was at the other end just after a turn that led to the library. I approached the door to class 2A which was metallic with a glass window. The door was partially open and I gave. slight knock on the door.

Chapter 11: Class 2A

It was one of the bothersome classes in the entire school. It had rude delinquents and ill mannered girls. So far every teacher who has ever taught that class knew that if the students didn''t want to learn then they sure as hell wouldn''t learn that day and today was one of those days. This story has been stolen from Royal Road. If you read it on Amazon, please report it Ms. Tania was the homeroom teacher for the class and she was the not ignored teacher in the class because she was young and had a soft personality. Even at this moment, she was reading a textbook on English literature but she might as well have been reading to herself. It had been only thirty minutes when she ad started to teach and only 5 students out of the 20 in the class had acknowledged her presence. "Sigh," it was at least better than nothing. While in the midst of teaching a young handsome boy stood in the doorway and lightly knocked. He had black short hair, glistening black skin and judging from his attire he must have been a new student. "Come in please," Ms Tania said and the boy walked in. "Come to the front please." Silence filled the noisy class as I stood in the front. Eyes were fixed on me and I somewhat felt uncomfortable being in all their gazes. "Alright class it seems we have a new student today," the teacher said. "I am Ms Tania the homeroom teacher." "Yeah right more like no room teacher!" someone shouted from the back right corner of the class. It wasn''t a funny joke in any sense but his friends and some crowd of girls laughed since they were making fun of Ms Tania. The punk who said that was a buff guy with a growing mustache, he had scam written all over his face and he didn''t even look like a teenager at all. He locked gazes with me and I clearly got the impression that he was sizing me up, trying to see if I was a predator or prey. I guess the smirk on his face gave him an idea that I was the latter. ''Let''s just hope we don''t get off on the wrong foot,'' I thought and returned my own sly smirk at him. The smile on his lips instantly turned into a scowl as he gritted his teeth. "Hey new guy what''s your name again?" buff mustache said "Hello my name is Tyler Calvin," I replied with a chill expression. "Cool mine''s Don Grudge and I''ll show you the ropes of this place," he said in a cunning voice. He''s face said it all he was the top dog and I was the newbie, he was probably going to put me through hell in the name of hazing but for one to make another''s life hell they must be ready to live through hell itself. "Well then I''ll be in your care...Don," I nodded in mock respect which seemed to have pissed him off more. "Okay...now that that''s out of the way Tyler you''ll sit on the empty spot next to Rochelle," Ms Tania pointed at an empty desk that was close to a red haired girl who was among the only girls here wearing crimson trousers unlike the others who preferred short shirks inorder to show of their goods. Rochelle had white smooth skin, green eyes, and her red hair formed small bangs on her forehead. In my eyes she looked like a sweet girl with a kind personality and as she studied my slow approach I smiled in greeting sitting next to her. A text book was open on top of her desk. "Well then we''ll continue with page 37," Ms Tania said before she read on. It was Hamlet by William Shakespeare. Shit I didn''t have a text book...as a matter of fact I didn''t have any text books yet so I thought of a temporary solution. I looked towards Rochelle who now seemed delved in her book. "Uhm Rochelle?" I whispered "Don''t talk to me," she whispered harshly. Maybe she was still a sweet girl? "Would you mind sharing your book?" "Don''t you have your own?" "Well I''m just starting today_" "What kind of crazy bastard comes to school without their textbook?" Damn my ego shattered, I take back what I said about her being sweet and kind. I was sitting next to the ice queen herself. "Pst...hey," someone whispered behind me and when I looked back in was a boy with spiky black hair. "Hey don''t think too much about it man she gives every guy the cold shoulder. She thinks we''re animals," the spiky haired guy said and I laughed silently. "Shut it d*ckheads," Rochelle fired. Definitely the ice queen. "Neh," the guy stuck his tongue at her. "I''m Nathan by the way but you can call me Nate" "Nice to meet you," I replied. I guess the first day of school had started out well for me but I could feel Don''s gaze burrowing a hole in the back of my head. Guess the problems were yet to come. I pulled my note book and pen and begun to write down some rough notes. Chapter 12: Can’t hold a Grudge Don Grudge watched in disgust as Tyler Calvin laid his head on top of his desk and doozed off. He seemed relaxed. Too relaxed for a newbie who came in his territory and made a fuss and Don wasn''t just going to let him be. At first he figured he''d do so at lunch but the 15 minute break after the Ms. Tania''s class didn''t seem like a bad idea at all. He approached Tyler''s desk with his three friends. ************ I don''t know when or how I fell asleep but I remember taking down some notes right before everything went blank. Maybe it was because of the tranquil feeling that this was a peaceful environment where everyone would do what they felt free to do. It was some sweet peaceful sleep. Some damn good sleep. It didn''t last long though because that peace was disrupted with a sudden thud on the surface of my desk. I opened one eye and saw a hand right infront of me. I followed the arm all the way up the shoulder and was not surprised at all to see Don grinning down at me. "Sleeping beauty get her beauty sleep?" Don said. "Wow that''s funny did you practice that line in the mirror or something," I smiled mockingly as I sat upright. Turns out I had slightly drooled on my note book. "Shit hope the notes are intact," I muttered. "Hey fucker you''re worried about your notes when I''m about to teach you a lesson?" "Wow so now you''re a teacher too huh?" I chuckled. Don''s rage breached to the surface as he forcefully grabbed my front collar and hauled me to my feet. My chair awkwardly skid a few feet on the floor before in fell over. I took the moment to take a snapshot of the room with my eyes. A total of ten other people were in the room standing away from us, some had their phones out and we''re recording on their smartphones. Rochelle had gone out and her backpack was in her chair. Love this novel? Read it on Royal Road to ensure the author gets credit. Nathan was nowhere to be seen. My desk was the only thing separating me and Don which made the situation awkward. Two of his friends were behind me and the other one was behind Don. "Hey dude this is kind of awkward. Mind shifting to the left?" I pointed at the desk and he shifted us so that we stood in the space between my desk and Rochelle''s. "Well at least I now know you''re smart." That was the last straw for Don and he''s last thoughts for rationality were thrown out the window, which was exactly what I wanted. "He''s dead now," one of his friends said from behind me. He threw a clenched fist straight at my face. I reacted by blocking his blow with my hand. He stared at me with wide eyes. "You drew first blood," I said and grabbed his shirt pulling him in and I rammed my head into the bridge of his nose. "Argh," he groaned as he slumped backwards, a short trail of blood dripping down his nose. The guys behind me started to move but I was faster as I span and sent a penetrating front kick to the first guy''s shin. He lost his balance started to fall forward, a point at which I pushed him aside and he knocked over Rochelle''s bag in the process. The other one threw an amateur punch my way. I ducked wrapped one arm around his extended one while I grabbed the front of his shirt. Twisting my body, swung him over my head and he landed on top of Don who was lying in the ground at the time. The one who had fallen on the ground was barely getting on his knees when I sent a kick under his jaw. He went back down and the last guy who was standing before the piled up lump of Don and his friend had frozen in fear and awe, he couldn''t move. I glared at him. " You wanna come at me too?" He shook his head. "Then you better take your friends to the infirmary," I said as the one who knocked over Rochelle''s bag was standing up and in a matter of seconds they carried each other out of the class. I sighed as I picked up my chair. When I looked forward I noticed Rochelle staring daggers at me. I gulped as I picked up her bag and carefully placed it in her chair. I nervously gave her a thumbs up as she walked passed me, picked up her bag and went out without saying a word. "Oh God," I muttered to myself as I sat down. "Why is dealing with her harder than dealing with Don" on the other hand the students who had witnessed what had happened had recorded the fight that literally lasted thirty seconds and had posted it on social media. Fifty seconds later and over a hundred comments were flying in some from Crimson Academy and others from nearby schools. ''???????? ???????? ?????????? ?????????????? ??????'' ''?????? ????????''?? ???????? ?????? ????????????????'' Were some amongst many comments. Chapter 13:Thunder in the staircase

On the schools rooftop, Brandon and his pals were skipping class and smoking cigarettes. Brandon was seated at the ledge, with Frank and Allen flanking him on both sides, Randy was leaning by the rooftop door, Scott was right beside Allen while Damian who hang his cigarette hanging loosely between his lips was squatted o few feet in front of Brandon while checking out his phone. "Yo you guys seen this?" Damian turned his phone around so Brandon could see a video of someone beating up Don Grudge and his crew. "Apparently someone beat the shit out of Grudge." "Hmm it seems like something interesting just walked into our school," Brandon pondered. He always new Don was trash and only relied on his brute muscle strength just like all of his underlings in the entire school but to think there was somebody who would beat him in less than a minute. It was pure technique, as someone who had been training Muay Thai for three years he had gained the ability to analyze someone at just a glance, even a soldier would be identified under his eye. If he would get that kind of guy to be his subordinate then the amount of control he could reign over the school would be immense as compared to the way it was now. "So what are you gonna do about him?" Allen asked. "Isn''t it obvious?" Brandon replied. " I''m going to make him submit. So you and a couple of guys to bring him to me." He was pointing at Allen. "Alright I guess don''t worry I''ll bring him here no matter what," Allen replied. Brandon''s phone chimed in his pocket. He checked his messanger, he had received a text from Laura Calvin. "In the mean time some fun will be in order," he said as he replied to the next. ***************** Laura was uncomfortable in her seat and was extremely uncomfortable with the gazes she was receiving. Guess the rumour about the dildo had already spread like wildfire. Who would go to such extreme measures? It was obviously Brandon''s way of doing things, he was forcing her to make contact with him and Laura knew it too yet she still picked up her phone and texted the tyrant. She then received a reply saying she go to the school roof at lunch time. She heaved a sigh of exasperation as she she checked other social media platforms with no particular interest at all but she stopped when she found the video of her little brother beating up a group a kids in class. The scene shocked her. Tyler never showed signs of being violent yet there he was easily handling someone over his shoulder. She got another text but this time it was from Beatrice. ''HEY HAVE YOU WATCHED YOUR BROTHER''S VIDEO?'' Laura replied with ''I DONT WANNA TALK ABOUT IT''. No one at the school knew of her relationship with Tyler and she planned to keep things that way but with the video already with so many views it was most likely that Brandon had already taken an interest in him. She needed to get the dildo rumour out of the way and the only way to effectively do that was through Brandon and she also needed to stop her brother from getting involved with him. With her new resolve, she put her phone away just as the teacher entered for the next class but Laura couldn''t concentrate deeply enough though. The class finished two hours later and it was lunch period or as Laura liked to think of it, THE CONFERENCE WITH THE DEVIL. She had started going up a flight of stairs, her shoes echoed with thuds as she took each step up. She had reached a point where she considered turning back and going back down but she immediately shook those thoughts out. Since when is she going to keep running away? And besides she''d have had to stand up to him eventually so fuck it better now that later, she thought as she stood behind the metal door that led to the rooftop. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. She took deep breaths and reached for the door handle. The afternoon sun shone bright in her eyes, momentarily blinding her and it took a few moments for her eyes to adjust. The roof was dusty with paper wraps from different snacks, cigarette butts and ash. Her eyes darted from the figures of Damian, Frank, Randy and Brandon: with a cigarette stuck between his fingers. He peered up at her in pure amusement. "Well, well, well I guess the saying is real. Bitches always return to their owner," Brandon said with a crooked smile. The words had stung Laura but she wasn''t about to feign weakness here instead she summons all the pent up anger she had and let it out in one go. "What the hell is wrong with you! I mean what the fuck did I ever do for you to be so focused on making my life miserable!" she said her eyes slightly watery. She wanted nothing more than to throw curses his way but her common sense but her in the back of her he''d telling her that doing so was only going to worsen the situation. That was true but even if she hadn''t released all that the situation would still have gotten worse. Brandon''s eyes turned still cold. He stood and the atmosphere had taken a turn. He stomped towards her, nostrils flaring as he stood to tower over her small frame. Laura had unintentionally taken a few steps backwards and her back was met with a solid concrete wall adjacent to the rooftop door. She was trapped as and she could only watch as Brandon''s face came mere inches from her''s. "I''m not angry about what you did," he whispered in her ear. "I''m because because of eat you failed to do" Laura swallowed her saliva. "And I''m still not gonna do it because that''s not who I am," she replied after steeling her nerves. "Oh but baby your gonna give it to me," her passed his fingers through her hair and down her jawline. "And there''s nothing you can do about it." Brandon''s finger had gone down her neck and towards the first buttons of her shirt. An unpleasant shiver went through her being as she realized that he had undone the first buttons of her shirt. Her heart pounded and and she instinctively used her arms to pushed him away. Like a brick wall, Brandon''s powerful and bulk frame wouldn''t bulge. Laura wanted to scream but he cupped a hand against her mouth, her scream muffled. "Just relax and enjoy it," Brandon said as he undid the rest of her buttons. Her blue bra was the only thing separating her dignity and Brandon. No! she screamed but it was muffled under Brandon''s grip. She trashed and wiggled but the only thing it got her was a smack to the face. Her cheek stung and her tears flowed from her eyes. "Shhhh. Don''t resist," he warned. "Because if you do then I''ll let all my boys here have a taste of that pussy." Her heart pounded more; the effects of fear and adrenaline coursing through her veins to prepare her for fight or flight. She chose the latter as her legs gained strength and she sent a frantic kick to his balls. It connected. Brandon let out a pained growled and he took a step backwards, it was all Laura needed as she pushed him back with her arms and body weight. The space between them increased and went straight for the door one her left side, she pushed it opened and the noise of the door banging against the wall echoed across the stairs like a thunder drum but she didn''t care about that, all she wanted was to get away and that''s what her legs were doing as she raced down. Unfortunately her legs weren''t fast enough, her elbow was grabbed from behind she was yanked towards the wall. Pain shot through her, especially on her shoulder which was the point of impact, she moaned in pain. She cleaned her neck to look back at Brandon''s sadistic smile. "I love a good chase," he said. Coming here was a mistake, she thought, who was she kidding thinking she could deal with him. She sniffed back her tears, the will to fight knocked out of her. Maybe this was the only way for her to be free from his torment. Yeah it was the only way. "That''s it take it like a big girl," Brandon said as he slid his hand under her skirt. Finally he would get what he wanted but he wasn''t going to let her off that easy, After this day he''d call her to pleasure him and maybe on some days he''s buddies as well, yes that should be enough to make up for all the trouble she caused. "I''m glad my little bitch has come to my senses," he licked his lips. "Who are you to call my sister a bitch?" someone else spoke and Laura turned her head to the side. She stared into dark brown eyes that seemed to be getting darker each second. Chapter 14: Bat-swinging kick

The anger that I felt in that moment was unlike any I''d ever experienced. My jaw was locked tight, my hands were balled into fists at my side and the more I looked at Laura''s tear stained face the more bones I wanted to break from the bastard who was violating her in broad daylight. "You," the bastard released Laura from the wall and walked to me. "You''re the punk who beat Don." He was few feet from me. He was the same height as me, a full 6 foot 5 and I was beginning to find it hard not to bash his head in for what he''d done. "You better take a step back because it''s hard to resist the urge to knock your teeth out," I said through gritted teeth. Laura had buttoned up her shirt and she tagged at my arm. "Let''s just go," she said. Her hands were trembling. She was scared, possibly even traumatized. I had to take priority on her first before dealing with the bastard. "Yeah let''s go," I said without breaking eye contact with him. Laura and I began to retreat down the stairs just as four other guys came out through the rooftop door. Do these thugs come in packsges of four or what? "This isn''t over you fucking prick," I promised him as we disappeared in to the the fourth story hallway. We were greeted by Beatrice, Patricia, Rochelle and Nathan who''s worried expressions worsened as they saw the state Laura was in. Her face was bruised, her shirt was messed up and she even had a limp in her walk. We were instantly bombarded with questions. "Jesus," Nathan had said "What happened," Beatrice had said with her hands over her mouth. "Those damn bastards," Patricia had cursed. Rochelle didn''t speak she just had a terrifying gaze. Now that I think about it, why was Rochelle here? I thought she didn''t like me? "Patricia, Beatrice,get her to the nurse," I said. "Allen get your ass out here right now!" Allen Baker who had hidden in shame behind some lockers showed himself. His face was swollen and blood dripped from his nostrils. His left arm supporting his shoulder where it had almost been dislocated. "You and I need to have a talk," I said ?? ?????? ????????????? ?????? The siren had gone indicating the start of lunch. Allen Baker had then decided to complete his task. Spike, Dutch and Reynolds had accompanied him as he went down to the second floor''s class 2A. He''d swept through the room while the others asked those who were in the halls. The newbie wasn''t in the classroom. Dutch peepep through the door and said,"Some guys saw him heading out the backdoor of the first floor. He''s probably heading to the cafeteria." "Alright then he''d better hurry," Allen had said. Stolen from its rightful author, this tale is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Just then Nathan couldn''t stop talking. "Yo Tyler I feel like you and I could really connect, no? Not in any sort of weird way that is," he''d chuckled as we walked through a set of doors that led to the other side of the school where the cafeteria, indoor basketball court, football field and just a little beyond that a diner. "We''re not going to the cafeteria?" I asked as Nathan pushed me past it''s doors. "No way I can let you do that pal. We''re going to the diner," he announced with a grin. "But aren''t diners for breakfast?" "The hell gave you that idea!" Just then Rochelle appeared behind us. "Oh so you guys aren''t heading to the cafeteria?" she said with one eyebrow arched up. "Of course not were heading to the diner," again Nathan spoke with unbinded pride. "Uh-huh but isn''t it just used for breakfast?," she said absently. "That''s what I just told him," I muttered. "Seriously what is wrong with you guys!" Nathan frowned. "If that''s what you guys think then you better just follow me and I''ll prove you wrong." He lead us past the cafeteria and then we took a turn to walk on a small path between the basketball court and the bleechers. Just beyond that was a wire fence then across the street from there was the diner. We were making our way through and all the while Nathan was explaining the so called misconceptions about diners only specializing in breakfast only. "Oi!" someone shouted behind us. "Mmh?" we stopped and turned around to see a guy wearing a black leather jacket, a silver chain and a mohawk for a haircut. Behind him there were three other guys. "What now?" I grumbled "Well since you took down the boss of class 2A it technically makes you the new boss," Nathan explained. "Yeah so?" I was genuinely confused. I was the class boss? What the hell did that have to do with anything? "Geez are you really that dense?" Rochelle pitched in which earned her an even more confused look from me. "What he''s trying to say is that your required to see the school boss that''s the only reason fourth years would be looking for you." "Fourth years? Damn why is this day getting complicated when I barely started school?" And what the hell was this school boss thing, I thought: there was nothing like that in the briefing or any of the school files. I shook my head in frustration. "Hey new guy Brandon wants to see you," the guy with the mohawk said. "Hey listen man I don''t want anything to do with the class boss or school boss or whatever fancy name you call yourself," I said blantly. "Also... who''s Brandon?" "Why you puny little..." Spike was pissed off because of what the new second year and new class 2A boss had said. He was brushing off their authority, treating them like they were a bunch of nobodies and Spike wasn''t going to have any of it. Before Allen could reply Spike had already shot forward. He was closing the distance between me and him with his fist ready to blast off at me. I was in the midst of readying myself but before either Spike or I could react, I felt a gash of wind pass by me and Spike was already groaning, he''s back was hunched as he held onto his nuts for dear life. Rochelle had sent a terrifyingly powerful kick. Envision a baseball bat crushing a delicate egg. That''s how Spike felt right then as he dropped to his knees still holding his balls as if they would magically heal but then Rochelle sent her knee into his face and it felt like a hammer had struck an iron nail right on the bridge of his nose. Spike couldn''t believe it as his vision blurred, he was falling over. He had just been done in by a girl? Dutch, Reynolds and Allen had shocked expressions on their faces. They still couldn''t process what had just happened infront of them. "Didn''t you guys hear the man say he wanted nothing to do with you?" Rochelle said as her sense of justice which was instilled in her by her father who was a SFPD detective. Usually she''d prefer to have that side of hers suppressed but for some reason she stepped up to help Tyler, someone she barely knew. What am I thinking?; Rochelle thought. ************* Rochelle Hunter Age: 16 Father: Rufus Hunter Mother: Candice Jackson (deceased) Particular skills: Genius, Fast Athlete, Taekwondo expert( won the regional competition at age 14)-she still shows exponential growth Chapter 15:Danger up above Nathan was surprised. Was she always a monster? Nathan thought but he already knew the answer to that. "Do all of you guys only think with your fists or what?" Rochelle said Reynolds and Dutch had broken from their daze and they too stepped up. "You shouldn''t have done that," Dutch said as he clenched his fists and stepped forward. "I''ll go high you go low," Rochelle said to me. I didn''t really get the meaning in her words but either way I went along with her as she dashed toward Dutch. Then when she was a good ten feet away I saw her leap towards the wall on the left, she managed to balance herself for a second or two before using it as a foothold and launching herself further up. For a brief moment it seemed like she was flying. The sight had caught him off guard. Rochelle twisted in the air and aligned her body with her leg sticking out, the movement imitated a spinning disk. Before Dutch could fathom, the heel of her foot made contact with his lower jaw, the impact rattling him as he staggered backwards a point at which he meet the inner part of my elbow as I forced him down. He landed flat on his back. I didn''t stop moving though, like a viper I moved towards Reynolds and gave him an uppercut with my right hand and sent a jab at his ribs with my left. I then spun round with the point of my elbow sticking out. It made contact with his cheek. Reynolds was out of the game after that. Allen thought he could sneak up to me but with my heightened senses I ducked left dodging his punch but then he brought up his knee and aimed at my gut while at the same time his hands held the back of my neck as he pulled me down. I used my forearms to block it before pushing my palms into his gut. I heard him grunt but he didn''t relinquish his hold. His grip was alot stronger than I thought and to be honest I didn''t think I could get out of this one easily. He hauled me to the side, my back hitting the wall forcefully which sent a waft of air out of me together with a grunt. This guy had a monstrous grip. He still held me down and he brought up his knee again. Before it made further movement I sent my fist in the meet of his thigh. He''s knee jerked back. My fist ached but that was nothing compared to how he''s thigh was doing. Didn''t mean that I was done punching though,I hit his other thigh then aimed for his groin. Seeing this Allen released his grip and stepped away for fear of experiencing what Spike did. I took a deep breath while shooting forward. I used the back of my fist into his left side of his ribs and followed it up with a series of punches up to his armpit. Allen felt the impact of each blow like someone was throwing bricks at him. I twisted around him kicked the back of his knees. Allen went down like a worshipper and I shoot my own knee under his chin but I used moderate strength. He went down further to his arms but he was still conscious that''s when I heard a ping coming from back pockets of his trousers. I reached for it out of curiosity but the moment I checked the text my face hardened. [JACKASS BRANDON Yo we''re gonna have some fun with Stolen content warning: this content belongs on Royal Road. Report any occurrences. Laura on the rooftop] I dropped the phone infront of his eyes and asked. "Which Laura are they talking about?" "Why should I answer you," Allen said but the moment his words got out he regretted it. I grabbed his arm and twisted it straight behind his back. His arm was locked and he was pinned down. I didn''t stop there though I continued to pull on his arm "If you don''t answer me right now you''ll regret it," I said and pulled harder. "Ahh!" Allen groaned but it was slowly turning to a scream. This guy''s gonna break my shoulder, he thought. He started to think if keeping quiet was the right thing for him to do right now. The pain intensified and he decided it wasn''t worth it. "It''s Calvin! Laura Calvin!" he shouted and was relieved when his arm was freed but then his face was bashed into the ground. Upon hearing the name I had bashed his head in to a certain degree that he was still conscious. The text had said they were going to have fun with Laura and I had a feeling things weren''t going to be fun for her because after seeing her personality she wouldn''t be one to hang out with these scumbags. Nathan and Rochelle had watched all my actions in shock. They''d witness someone mercilessly torture someone then bash their head in of course they''d be shocked and I wouldn''t blame them if they avoided me after that. I didn''t have time to worry about that though. "Laura''s in trouble," I muttered and raced back the way we''d come but I briefly halted. "Oh and you and me need to talk further about this you got that?" My words were directed to the guy who''s head I''d bashed in. I continued to run forward. I passed the cafeteria once more and knocked the door to the school hallway open with my shoulder. The doors opened with a loud bang. Beatrice and Patricia has just been about to go through the doors at the time and head to the cafeteria to look for Laura after a fruitless search there. If they''d been a few inches closer to the doors then they''d have had to book an appointment for a nose job. "Kyaa!," Beatrice yelped as they jumped backwards but calmed down when she saw me. "Sorry," I said as I continued forward. "Wait have you seen Laura by any chance?" Patricia asked. "She''s on the roof," I said as raced down the hallway and took a turn. Patricia and Beatrice gave each other knowing looks before running after Tyler, when they turned he was already gone. "How''s he so fast?" Beatrice muttered. Perhaps that was where he was rushing off to. just then two other students came in a hurry while panting, Allen Baker following closely behind them but his face was covered in bruises and swollen in places. "What happened to you?" Patricia asked. "He tried to pick a fight with Tyler," the boy said. Both Patricia and Beatrice had shocked expressions on their faces. "Oh? And you are?" Patricia regained her composure. "I''m Nathan," the boy said. "I''m Rochelle," the girl said and afterwards Patricia and Beatrice also introduced themselves. They then all decided to follow Tyler up to the rooftop. In the meanwhile I had been running up the stairs skipping over two steps at a time. I reached the second floor but I crossed it in less than thirty seconds. I was up a second set of stairs again and I ran as fast as I could. I had to reach Laura and I had to so fast. After a few minutes I had reached the stairs to the roof where I found Laura pinned to the wall on the platform on the stairs while some punk in Golden hair was running his hand up under her skirt. My original plan was to sneak up to him and break at least five of his bones but I''d lost my cool when he called Laura a bitch. I''d spoken up and compromised my advantage but it didn''t matter to me be?ause I was helping my sister in the process and that had taken us to where we were now. Allen and I sat on the bleechers while the rest of the guys were with Laura in the nurse''s office. "Tell me what I need to know and I''ll let you off easy," I said looking forward. Allen''s swollen face was glistened with sweat. "What.. what do you want to know?" Allen stuttered. "Everything you know about Brandon and his connection to Layla," I replied and Allen wasted no time in explaining what he knew. Chapter 16: Bigger fish As Allen walked out of the school''s campus he couldn''t help but think about his meeting with Tyler. "So he''s just a sex maniac with a broken ego who takes pleasure in other people''s suffering," Tyler had said after Allen had finished speaking. Allen nodded because he felt that the entire deduction was pretty accurate. Tyler stood and said, "I''ll give you a word of advice since you cooperated peacefully in telling me what I needed to know." He''d looked down on Allen''s seated form and gazed into his eyes. "I''ll be going to war with Brandon and his lackeys. Don''t get involved because right now I''m furious and I''ll not be holding back like last time you got that?" Tyler had sounded calm but the look in his eyes was enough to give him the chills and Allen had nodded right before Tyler had walked away. "Well fuck," Allen said as he walked past a convenience store and continued to walk down the street, he was in the commercial part of town and the place was almost deserted due to the fact that it was late in the afternoon and people usually visited this part of town in the evening hours. He was turning down the intersection when he saw a girl, Korean looking with silver hair wearing a black and blue uniform that belonged to Eden Edge''s Girls High which was a prestigious school for girls run by Catholic sisters that was almost in the same vacinity as Crimson Academy. She was carrying her bag on her back and was waiting by a crossing. She was pretty and Allen knew that but with his bashed up face he wasn''t one to walk up to her and talk to her. Allen shook his head at the thought and was about to turn left into the street where he''s grandfather''s apartment was but then suddenly a black van screeched past him and stopped directly in front of her. It''s doors slid open and two men in all black wearing balaclavas over their faces jumped out. One rashed behind her before she could react in any way and covered her mouth and nose with a chloroform handkerchief. In a matter of seconds she felt dizzy and lost consciousness. The other masked man held her legs while the other supported her upper body they tossed her in the van and it''s tyres burnt on the asphalt as the van bolted off. Allen couldn''t believe it. Someone was kidnapped right infront of his eyes. On wobbly legs he conttinued to walk as he knew when not to get involved, he''d already had his ass handed to him and he was not going to test any more waters. He had a feeling that whatever had happened just then was part of something more synical and he knew that it was in his best interest for him to avoid getting involved. *************** Meanwhile in a tall building that managed construction projects, on the top floor''s main office a man in his forties was looking out the window with a glass of white wine in his left hand. He was dressed in a white tank top and black trousers. The hair at certain parts were graying in colour. The man''s name was Houston MacDonald. He didn''t really know why his parents had named him after the State but it was a name he had lived with for most of his life. His street name was Crazed Blood and that was due to his unique quality of beating up his enemies to the brink of death, leaving them in a bloody pulp of a mess. He used to be the top dog in the streets once put for every monster out there there is an even bigger monster. For him it came in the form of Seojun Kang who was originally from Korea Town but had moved into the mission district area for reasons unknown to this day. He had started eating up gang after gang until all that was left was Houston who still remembers that fateful night in the alley were the two of them had fought for a whole two hours. Seojun had unimaginable strength and speed. Houston would throw his fists at him and Seojun would either block or get hit then counter with an equally powerful blow only that he''s we''re aiming for vital points and that night Houston was a bloody pulp of a mess the very thing he was feared for but the worst part was the fact that a he, a thirty seven year old man at the time, was beaten by a twenty-, something year old and was forced to work under him. Thus that day the Rattlesnake Mafia/Family was created. If you stumble upon this narrative on Amazon, it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. The Rattlesnakes grew at an alarming rate. They owned multiple clubs around the city, restaurants, bars, motels and a grand hotel as well as construction sites where Houston was placed in charge. He never really felt good about being under someone younger than him so Houston had always been looking for weaknesses he could exploit so that he could get the top position. During the first years Seojun seemed invulnerable but that later changed when his sister died and left an little girl with a request that he took care of her and that was the vulnerable point he needed. Many of the other gang lords had always wanted to take over the mission district province but it all seemed impossible with Seojun until Houston made a preposition to one of them. He would get Seojun out of the picture but in return he would have to be the one in control of Mission District, the gang Lord had surprisingly accepted and that was the last motivator that he had needed to do what he was doing at this moment and the phone call he had received confirmed that everything was going according to plan and Seojun''s time at the top of the world was slowly coming to an end. Houston smiled at the prospect as he got out of his office, on his way to greet his honored guest. As he walked through the corridor his loyal men and those that itched to make more money than they were making greeted him. He entered an elevator that was at the end of the corridor and was heading straight down to the first floor where two men in brown leather jackets were waiting for him. "They''re set up down in the dungeon sir," the tall slim man with black hair shaved on the left side of his head where his hair was combed to that side. He''s name was Jim. "Were there any complications?" Houston asked as he walked past them. The first floor was mostly filled with metal poles, wooden crates here and there a solid concrete pillar stood in the middle of the room. There were also no flowers, no plants. The walls looked just as plain. The place looked like a room inside a steel factory-minus the equipment and right beside the elevator was a steel door that led down to what Houston called the dungeon. Houston wasted no time and pushed past the door that seemingly led to the basement of the building. It was dark inside regardless of how high the sun was outside and that was because the place had to windows to let light in. The only source of light were the fluorescent overhead bulbs that lit up the area to reveal stone a walled tunnel that led to a number of cells where girls waiting to be smuggled and sold would be hauled up in here. But that wasn''t all, the tunnel turned off to the left a short distance from the cells which led to a leisure room that would be utilized by Houston from time to time whenever he need to try out some girls for himself. As he walked passed the cells one could see that they were empty at the moment and that was because he had halted all activities due to the plan he was executing right now but there was one that was occupied. The cell door was comprised of metal bars similar to a prison cell. It had a bed with dusty covers and no pillow, a toilet and a sink for the prisoner to relieve themselves. On the bed sat a sixteen years old girl with long silver hair that looked raffled up here and there. "Uncle Houston?" the girl said in confusion as she looked at the man who her uncle Seojun had introduced and told her to treated like family. She was scared, terrified and her body shivered. It also didn''t help with the fact that someone she knew was looking at her with a satisfied grin on his face. "My apologies sweet heart," Houston said. "We''re just going to use you to get your precious uncle out of power and then maybe just maybe you''ll run free." "What are you talking about?," the girl croaked it was as if her voice was glitching. "What do you think your uncle does?" Houston asked with a smile. She pondered on how it was relevant at this moment. Uncle Seojun was a businessman and the most notable one was the five star hotel in the heart of Mission District called Paradise Hotel which she believed was the main source of income but now Houston was asking as if there was a hidden secret that her uncle has been hiding from her. Houston''s smile grew wider when he noted the confused look on the poor girl''s face. "Well how about I tell you a story? You love history right?" Houston asked. She nodded feeling that she had no choice but to listen but also at the same time she was genuinely curious. Chapter 17: Trouble escalates I pushed through the hallway doors and made my way up to the second floor where the nurse''s office was but to my surprise I found Beatrice, Patricia, Rochelle, Nate and surprisingly the nurse as well. They all had worried expressions on their faces. "Did something happen?" I asked as I approached the group. "She''s fine physically but she''s upset," Patricia replied, "and I''ve never seen her that upset before". "Yeah she kicked everyone out of the room including the nurse," Nate poked his thumb towards the nurse who stood with her arms crossed. "Really?" I looked in her direction and she nodded. She seemed to be deep in thought. I immediately pulled Nate to the side. "Did she ask any questions?" I whispered to him. "No it was a shoulder injury and she sprained her ankle a little. It wasn''t a huge deal anyway but maybe she''s concerned with how Laura is acting, honestly we all are because we have no idea what happened in there," he replied looking at me expecting an answer. Honestly I don''t want anyone to know what my sister had experienced in there and at the same time I wanted to tell him since I considered Nate my friend. "I''ll tell you later," was the only thing I could say. "But first I have to talk to Laura." I pushed open the door and went inside the room. Closing the door behind me I went and sat opposite Laura on the white bed. She held her head in her arms and I could tell by the moisture droplets on the ground that she had been crying. "You alright?" I asked after a few moment of silence. Slowly lifting her head she looked at me with the saddest eyes I have ever seen since being with her. "No I''m not," she finally said. "I''m angry and frustrated with myself and at the same time I''m also disappointed in myself". "Disappointed?" I mused because I didn''t understand what she meant or why she''d be disappointed in herself. "See I''ve been having problems with Brandon for a while now. At first he''d just bother me countless times but I''d always turn him down. Things were quiet for a while and I thought that maybe just maybe he was fed up with me but then he started to harass and embarrass me in public," every word she spoke was full of emotion and I couldn''t ask or clarify anything because honestly it seemed as if Laura had been bottling up her burdens and she just needed someone to listen to her so I decided to be that someone. "He said that he''d stop bothering me if I just stopped resisting and let him sleep with me but my pride and upbringing couldn''t allow that," she had a small smile on her lips as she went on. "Then recently he coaxed somebody into putting a dildo in my locker and if my hunch is right it would probably be Katrina. So I figured it''d be best if I got that out of the way so that you wouldn''t hear nasty rumors about your big sister while you were here." I don''t know what it was but a warm feeling filled my heart but under that was what I recognized as guilt. Laura had endured all that and had even gone out of her way to try and sort things out with Brandon all because she didn''t want her little brother to think ill of her. I wrapped my arm around her shoulder as she went on to tell how she had ended up in the situation she was in on the roof and how she was disappointed and ashamed at herself for having given up to let Brandon have his way. This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. "Hey you don''t have to actually feel down because I don''t know what I would have done or how I would have handled it if I was in your shoes," I reassured her which she just replied with an "I''m pretty sure you would have just used your fists to knock them out." True but honestly speaking it was in my nature so you can''t blame me for that right? "The most important thing is that your safe and something I''ve learned about our family is that we Calvin''s always fight our way out of anything...tooth and nail," I said which seemed to have raised her spirits a little and she smiled at me. "Yeah I guess we always do." *********** Though they wished to give the siblings their privacy. Nate, Rochelle and Beatrice couldn''t help but be curious about what Tyler and Laura were talking about as they placed there heads on the door and concentrated on hearing what the two were sharing but alas the door space couldn''t hold the three of them and they frequently ended up in each other''s way. With Nate''s elbow mushing against Rochelle''s chest and her knee crushing into his thigh. Whack! "What the hell are you doing you pervert," she had smacked the back of his head which caused his forehead to bang against the door. "Ouch! What the f#,ck!?" he whispered harshly and the two continued bickering like a couple of kids. The only one among the group who seemed to have somewhat heard what was happening behind the door was Beatrice and she heard footsteps approaching. Without warning the other two she moved away from the door and stood next to her close friend Patricia who was leaning her back against the door. The other two didn''t seem to notice someone approaching the door when it was suddenly pulled inside and they fell on the floor with Nate being at the bottom, cushioning Rochelle''s descent. "Thank you ground slave," Rochelle stated as she readied herself to get up but before she could Nate had pulled her down with her shirt collar and this time there was no one to break her fall. "Ouf!" Nate was laughing as he distanced himself from her slowly creeping away down the hallway. By the time she had gotten up the floor, Nate was turning down the stairs and only his head was visible. "Where are you going you arse!" she fumed, her face red in anger and Nate bolted down the stairs Rochelle chasing shortly after him. Everyone was dazed as the stood and watched the spectacle. "I''ll see you after school sis," Tyler said as he walked off following the direction where the two had gone and shortly after Laura and her two friends also went off. Her friends were just happy that whatever conversation she had with Tyler, it seemed to have lifter her spirits a bit and that was true because she felt like a huge load had been lifted off her shoulders when she spoke with her little brother who was supporting her through her crisis **************** We never bothered with the diner as time was not on our side so instead we had to take lunch in the cafeteria which wasn''t that fancy but who cared as long as our bellies were filled then no problems here. "So...you wanna talk about what happened?" Rochelle asked. "Alot happened so you''re going to have to be specific," I replied and it was at that point that I realised that indeed alot had happened. The short scuffle with Don and his friends, the fight in between the bleachers and the basketball court as well as the confrontation in the stairwell with Brandon. What dreaded me the most was that all this had just happened in half a day and I was willing to gamble that something else might transpire at the end of today as well. ***************** Little did I know that my gamble was really materializing because at that point Brandon had called a meeting with the six senior class bosses. He was organising an attack on a certain individual who had somewhat ruined his day. He looked at those at the table and held a serious expression on his face as if he was a squad commander getting ready for a frontal assault. Chapter 18: The class bosses The class bosses were few selective individuals who held the power over those in their class and since all classes were split into three, each year class had three designated leaders who were all under Brandon''s banner since he was the school boss due to his strength as well as the connections that he had. The class bosses had two simple roles. First was to gather funds from their classes namely the protection fees and second was for them to keep the other kids in check and make sure they follow certain rules set up by the school boss. Frank was the boss class 4A, Scott was the boss of class 4B, Randy was the boss of class 4C, Damien was the boss for class 3A, Allen was the boss of class 3B and Jex was the boss of class 3C though he was never as close to Brandon as the other senior class bosses. Right now all of them were seated around the meeting table where the student council would usually be but Katrina had made sure that the room was empty for them and supposedly the seven student council members were out for a supposed meal. Jex who had purple curled hair that formed slight fringes over his eyes had both of his legs crossed on top of the table and his back was laid out as he had his eyes half closed, he''d never cared about this kind of stuff in the first place and was never in the same lane with Brandon. The only reason he was here was to make sure those in his class weren''t picked on and he never really collected much of the protection fees from them, in fact the people in his class loved him for his laid back attitude as for the other class bosses though, the same couldn''t be said. Right now they were all glaring at him for his attitude but they all knew that he could take them all out if they crossed him because Jex had inhuman strength and speed almost making him a superhuman as a matter of fact he could have taken Brandon''s position at the top anytime he wanted but he hadn''t which left everyone to wonder what his main goal was. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. The other thing to note was that Allen was not present during this meeting in fact he seemed to have even skipped school for the day which left the others wonder if it was something to do with Tyler Calvin or was it something else. "Alright so it seems we''ll proceed with the meeting without Allen," Brandon stated. "Now the reason we have gathered here is because of our current problem. Tyler Calvin" Jex was the first to react. "What kind of problem is this?" He was clearly displeased and he didn''t seem to hide it at all. Brandon gave him a challenging look but Jex stared back, there was something in his eyes that caused an involuntary shiver to run down his spine. "Look I get that you''re pissed off by this guy but you just can''t call me to a meeting just for something so idiotic like a revenge plot when it has nothing to do with me," Jex said as he stood up. "I have more important issues to take care of such as preparations for the ''moon ceremony'' ," he mumbled as he walked out of the room with his hands in his pockets leaving everyone in the room with sour expressions sd the door shut behind him. "Argh! Honestly what do you see in that guy!? Huh why is he here in the first place," Randy complained. And several others seemed to be in agreement as well. "Guys I know we all don''t like him but we have to tolerate him given that he hasn''t really caused us any trouble in the first place unlike a certain someone who has been disrupting our society," Brandon was speaking like a politician. "You''re right that punk just got here today and he''s already disrespecting us," Scott pounded his fist on the table. "Careful not to break anything you blockhead," Damian said. "This is borrowed space if you keep that in mind." Scott just scoffed and put his fist away. "We must act soon when he least expects it," Frank spoke. "Which is why a have a plan...but I''m going to need all hands on deck for the one...minus Jex of course," Brandon said Chapter 19: School at its end After realizing that a lot had happened it appeared as if they were all shocked. This was probably the most exciting day of Nate''s school life. Usually it would just be him spending the day alone, quietly waiting for the school day to end, then he would have to sneak through the streets to avoid being spotted by his Butler and driver Wilfred before heading to a PC Cafe where he''d play some games before standing on a bus stop and calling Wilfred to come get him. It was a routine he had grown too used and bored to, so a little excitement wasn''t a problem for him. While Rochelle on the other hand was finding it hard since she loved focusing on her studies and did little to no fighting at all and since she had spent the most of lunch break fighting off Allen and his friends instead of studying, so for her these were just major changes and at the same time it was something to do with the new pretty boy who had just landed into her life with a tornado of chaos. She looked across the table at him and released a sighed. "So what happened back there with Allen exactly?" Rochelle asked this time she made it clear and had also voiced out Nate''s question. Thy had both witnessed me almost pop his shoulder out then slam his head mercilessly in the ground so of course they''d ask me that, in fact they''d even be wary of me. "It was the fastest way for me to get information out of him not mention the text he got from Brandon regarding my sister, so yeah I did what I thought was best in the situation," I began explaining while looking at their faces. "Look I have lived a hard life with no memory of having a family so I made a promise to myself that I''d do whatever it takes to protect it. I know what I did wasn''t right but...it was a means to an end." I got up and walked out of the cafeteria leaving them to their thoughts and made my way to class. It wasn''t long until I was back in class, sitting on my desk and revising through the previous lessons as well as preparing for the next one as well which was geography. It has become somewhat of a habit on my end to always revise files to the point where I can memorize every single detail that was important. I was so engrossed in my books that I hadn''t noticed a girl standing in front of my desk. The girl had long, silky blonde hair, a long oval shaped face with a small nose, pink lips and large blue eyes that would make you think she was a pop idol, which made me wonder. ''Why is she standing in front of me,'' I thought as o looked at her for a brief moment before bringing my eyes back to my books because I had to finish my task. "Ehem! Hie," she said and again I stopped what I was doing. "May I help you?" I asked in a friendly manner, a smile plastered on my face. "Well yeah I mean...of course," she was twirling her finger through her hair. Was she nervous? I had no idea so I played along for now. "And how can I be of service?" I asked while staring at her. "Well...I was hoping that we could hang out?" she said while averting her face from my gaze. I was silent for a moment or two, contemplating what the best answer might be but before I could respond. "Oh sorry but we''ll be busy hanging out as well," Nate seemingly appearing out of nowhere wrapped his arms around my neck. And Rochelle had gotten into her seat. "And where will that be?" Rochelle asked us. "Well the PC Cafe of course," Nate replied. "Wait...," I wanted to say something but Rochelle stepped of my foot discretely making me shut up. "Bye bye," Rochelle waved the girl off and out of embarrassment the girl left us. The narrative has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the infringement. "Oh thank God we got here just in time," Nate sighed. "Yeah," Rochelle replied and by the looks of their faces they seemed relieved for some reason. "Uh what do you mean got here in time?" I looked towards Nate. "Don''t worry about it and just thank us bro," Nate patted me on my back before heading off to his seat. I was still confused so I looked towards Rochelle quizzically but she just mouthed the words ''your welcome'' before minding her own business like she usually does. Anyway I don''t have time to think about it too much as the geography teacher came in and the students who weren''t in they''re seats shuffled towards their respective desks. He was a medium sized man with a round fat belly and was wearing round glasses which was awkward for the current generation at least. The lesson started and I concentrated on what the teacher was saying. **************** The time being four pm, school was over the day and the bell ringing just confirmed that the students were free to go home. Several students cheered in joy as the jumped out of their desks and several boys practically run out of the classroom and it didn''t take long for the school to be half empty. Currently standing in front of the headmaster''s office was none other than me. "Come in," I heard Mrs Spidle say from behind the door. Slowly pushing it open I walked into the tidy office. "Excuse the intrusion ma''am but_" "Oh yes quick be a dear and give me a hand will you?" she said as she waved me over. Currently she was standing on her toes reaching out for a black cardboard box at the top of the shelf but she wasn''t able to lift it. "Err...sure," I came over and lifted the box with ease. "Wow you''re pretty strong aren''t you?" she commented, "set it down on the table." I did as told and she went behind her desk, she pulled open the drawer and took out a folded uniform set. It consisted of a crimson red with a white shirt and black tie that was in a transparent plastic covering She handed it to me before waving me off while pulling what seemed to be some files from the box. Thanking her I left the office and quicky but carefully put the uniform in my backpack before heading of outside. The sun was now setting giving the surface a tint of slight red. Stepping outside the parking space was deserted, Laura had already left with Patricia and Beatrice same thing for Rochelle and Nate. I had memorized the way to go so I didn''t waste time as I stepped out of the front gates. I walked around exploring the area and decided I should maybe explore the city a fair bit and besides I had the time. I walked from the school past some apartments. I reached a crossing and got across with no trouble at all. There was a salon, a flower boutique and several other buildings around this part including the PC Cafe that Nate was talking about earlier. After about twenty minutes of roaming around I decided it was now time to turn around and head home but as I did that though I noticed a group of men wearing snazzy black suits rushing around the streets showing people a photo and when people shook their heads they seemed to be panicking. A black car pulled up at my side and the window to the back seat rolled down to reveal a man in his probable thirties with black shiny hair combed backwards and asian looks in his face. "Sorry for the bother kid," the man said but I ignored him and continued to walk forward like I hadn''t noticed him in the first place. I didn''t want to get involved with him and I needed to head home before it got dark. The car followed me driving at a speed to match mine. "Look kid I don''t want to be doing this but have you seen this girl?" the man said as he showed me a photo of a Korean girl with a silver hair, her eyes were closed and she was smiling brightly. "Her name is Kim Kang, she''s my niece and she was supposed to come home by now or at least text or call me but she''s done none of that and she''s not picking up her phone either" Honestly, I didn''t know if he was saying the truth or not but by the way he spoke he seemed to be clearly worried unless he was an excellent actor that is. "I haven''t seen her and besides how do you know she''s not out with her friends or her boyfriend or something. You never with these hormonal teenagers," I said. "I highly doubt that," the man mumbled before sighing. "Thanks anyway kid" The car drove off leaving me to wonder what the hell that was? Either way it wasn''t my business so I let it go and continued walking on. I didn''t even reach that far until I felt a presence behind me. Turning my head slightly I could see clearly a group of teenagers following behind me they were ten probably more but their intent was clear. They weren''t here for a friendly chat. Three more came in front of my path with bicycles blocking me off. "Is this what highschool life is like? If so then I wish I didn''t even bother!" I screamed internally. Chapter 20: Fight till dark (part 1) I stood in front of what looked like a pawn shop that was nearly empty my first thought was to get in there but I wanted to keep the damage to a minimum because I was pretty sure that these guys wanted a fight. I looked around and saw an empty alley which would probably be the best setting since the space would be small and wouldn''t allow me to be surrounded. If I were to fight in my current position no matter how skilful I was it''d be useless because if I turned my back to attack someone then someone else would strike at my exposed back. Stepping out of the crowd was Brandon MacDonald who had a smug look on his face standing beside him were Frank, Scott, Damian and Randy. They all seemed confident in taking me on and to be honest they certainly would. "Hello Tyler I figured we''d give you a proper welcome," Brandon remarked and gestured at those behind him. This time I took a closer look and my estimated numbers were off the mark because there were twenty guys including the three bikers behind me. "Isn''t this a bit too much for little''o me?" I replied with a smile. For some reason I was getting excited. "Haven''t you heard it''s impolite to welcome guest with a small party," Brandon said his voice not hiding the disgust that I was actually talking back to him without my voice shaking like he initially thought. "That...is stupid and there is no saying like that at all man," I shook my head in mock disappointment. A satisfied smile came to my lips when I saw his angry scowl. "Kill this son of a....," before he could finish his small army was rushing towards me others were attempting to even surround me. ''Like I would let that happen,'' I thought as I dashed forward toward the group that was attempting to surround me. One attempted to punch at my face but I stepped back ever so slightly evading the blow before countering with one of my own. It landed square on his jaw. Before I could hit him again I felt a kick to my side that reminded me that it wasn''t a one on one fight and that I had to get to that alley now. Still I couldn''t just leave the one who hit me be. Extending my right leg to the side, I released a ferocious kick, it hit someone in his stomach and he stumbled and fell backwards. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. Several yells were heard behind me but I decided to ignore them as I dashed for the alley. The herd of people followed a good fifteen feet behind me and with there large numbers it made it slightly awkward to fit through the narrow entrance of the alley so they had to come through two at a time. My theory had worked. Turning around I saw the first two coming at me, it was clear these suckers had no clue why I had decided to change venues but even if they did know, it wouldn''t make much of a difference. The one who took the lead from the two had swung his fist from the right in a wide arc which I simply deflected to the left. The fist didn''t stop there though because it went straight for his colleague''s cheek making him lose his momentum. I took the chance to threw a punch in his face before grabbing the back of his neck. Pulling him down his face met my knee and he slumped backwards. I kicked his partner in the thigh and he screamed in pain before I gave him and uppercut. The two fell on the ground and didn''t stand up again having lost consciousness. Just then a kick hauled towards my face and I had to block with my forearms before grabbing onto it and pulling the guy towards me, I then sent a my fist into his gut and he choked out saliva from his mouth but that wasn''t the end of it though. Still holding his leg I spun him towards the side where his partner was coming from and their bodies collided and slammed both of them into the wall. I hit his partner in the back of his head and his eyes turned white as he blacked out. I lost track of what was behind me until I felt an arm wrap around my throat from behind and I was pulled to stand upright. ''Damn when did he?'' I thought but another one came and punched in the gut. It wasn''t a simple punch either and it hurt like hell. The guy who punched me had a satisfied grin on his face and as he prepared to hit me again I pushed both of my feet into his gut causing him to stumble while giving me the momentum that was enough to lift the guy who held me over my shoulder as my feet landed on the ground as I twisted my hips and torso. The two collided and both fell on the ground. Three more guys came up. "Damnit it''s like an endless wave!" I cursed and noticed that it was now getting dark, I needed to be home by six and with the way things were dragging out I''d say that I''d be late, extremely late. This whole situation was making me frustrated because I didn''t ask for any of this.

Chapter 21: Fight till dark (part 2) Brandon''s plan was to get Tyler tired before he and the others stepped in. That was a sure fire way to win against him and it would also give him time to analyze Tyler''s fighting style. So far his technique was unknown to him but the kicks and fists that Tyler was executing were accurate and fierce, there was no doubt about it. After watching Tyler for a while now he could tell that he was getting frustrated. ''I think he''s approaching his end,'' Brandon thought to himself. But as he saw Tyler put his bag down and stretch his arms alittle more, he wasn''t so sure an the next thing that happened didn''t seem to make sense. Tyler moved faster than he did before, and hit harder than he did the first few times which just meant that he had been holding back. ''I need to get home before dinner! I have to finish this!'' Tyler thought to myself as he ducked below a kick and tripped someone with a sweepkick of his own. It was safe to say that Tyler was no longer holding back. Several guys were on the floor writhing in pain as they held their broken arms and legs. Some guys had brought along baseball bats but with their sloppy swings, they wouldn''t even be able to hit a fly. Duck, punch, dodge, kick. That was the pattern that Tyler was following. Someone was getting ready to swing a bat at him but before he could get a full swing in Tyler had grabbed it before punching him under the chin. The guy was forced to let the bat go as he felt his brain being racked left and right. Now Tyler had a weapon of his own and though it was a bit heavy for him, it didn''t slow him down one bit as he swept through the crowd swinging left and right and jabbing others in their gut. Brandon couldn''t believe his eyes, the crowd of twenty had been halved and their numbers were still falling at an alarming rate. And thirty minutes later Tyler was standing with a baseball bat that was stained red with the blood of those that were lying on the ground around him. Others were moving but in pain while others weren''t as they were unconscious, they only ones in a good condition were Brandon, Scott, Damian, Randy and Frank. They all had sweat running down their foreheads, they had just watched what looked like a one sided battle and they were on the losing end of it. Brandon''s brilliant plan had gone to shit and even they weren''t sure if they could take him on even with their efforts combined. Tyler raised his bat towards them and they flinched at the simple motion. Brandon''s face was red with anger and embarrassment. Tyler smiled at him and that just made his blood boil further. He couldn''t contain his anger and he dash forward toward Tyler. Tyler released the bat from his grip, if he was going to give this punk a beating then he would have preferred doing it with his bare hands. "You think I''m a push over!?" Brandon shouted as he approached only reaching distance away from Tyler and sent a high kick aiming for the side of his head. The attack was fast and unexpected for Tyler, he raised his left arm inorder to block but the attack was a lot stronger than he thought as it knocked him to the side. Brandon then stood and took a stance, one that Tyler instantly recognized as it was widely used in MMA, Muay Thai. The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. ''Guess that''s what gives him the confidence,'' Tyler thought as his cells well charging up with an energy other than adrenaline. It was an energy that Tyler had experienced time and again but he always associated it with an adrenaline rush but never did it occur to him that it might have been sometimes else. Brandon made a left jab before stepping to the right and producing a right hook aiming for Tyler''s ribs. Tyler managed to avoid the jab by moving his head to the side but right hook connected. Pain shot through his system but that didn''t deter him from kicking Brandon in the foot just above his toes. Brandon flinched back and Tyler took the opening to throw three punches in a series. One to the left side of his ribs, the other dead centre in the solar plexus and the last one to the throat. Brandon had more fighting sense and he could tell that the blow to the throat would be fatal so he moved so that his shoulder would take the hit instead. Unbeknown to Tyler his instincts as well as the training that was engraved within his mind to kill was taking over and slowly his attacks were becoming deadly. Brandon didn''t even have the time to catch his breath as he was fully focused on either dodging and blocking the attacks from Tyler that were making Brandon''s mind scream ''danger!'' and he didn''t, he couldn''t, see any openings for him to counter. Simply put, Brandon was completely on the defensive. Originally he thought he might just have to wait until Tyler got exhausted with the series of attacks but that proved futile as Tyler''s attacks didn''t seem to lose strength and now his arms were feeling numb from all the blocking he had been doing so far. "Is this real?" Frank muttered "It''s like I''m watching two monster fight," Damian pitched in. "Brandon has been toying with him for a while now when is he going going to get serious?" That was what most of them had in their minds. They misinterpreted Brandon being solely on the defensive as him simply toying with Tyler to get him riled up but it was the complete opposite. "Is that what you guys think?" Scott scoffed as he was one of the few many that paid attention to fights closely . "What do you mean?" Damian asked. "If you look at it closely. Brandon is in a tight bind right now, he''s been pushed to the point that he is barely able to put up a defensive wall but Tyler relentlessly attacking is the same as raming a boulder to that wall repeatedly¡­and eventually, that wall breaks" Just as Scott finished his explanation, Brandon had reached his limit and now Tyler''s punches were connecting with his face. From the left, right, top, bottom and the middle. The punches kept on coming. "Pwease¡­," Brandon pleaded with his swollen lips. By now his nose was broken and blood was dripping continuously, both his eyes were dark moulds, his cheeks were swollen and his mouth was filled with his blood. Brandon no longer looked like his charming self. Tyler grabbed him by his hair and slammed him into the wall. "You have caused unimaginable pain to my sister for many months!" Tyler said. "You have disturbed me when I was trying to go home in peace and you expect me to just be silent and let you off easily?". "Loo¡­k I''m¡­.sorry¡­.I''m sorry!" Brandon cried as tears rolled down his cheeks. "I should break you apart," Tyler whispered in his ear coldly, no emotion available in his voice. He was consumed by rage that he don''t care what he did to Brandon. He could break every bone in his body make him scream at the top of his lungs before snapping his neck right there and then but suddenly Laura and aunt Carol came to his mind. If he did that then he''d lose the life he had just been given, he could already imagine the disappointment on their faces and the mere thought of it pained him. "Pl¡­ease¡­I''ll¡­stop¡­" Brandon continued to beg but he was in a passed out state. Taking in deep breaths Tyler released his grip on his head and let Brandon drop on the ground. He picked up his bag and started walking toward the four other friends who were trembling uncontrollably. "You come near me, my family and my friends again and I will make you regret it," Tyler said as he walked past them walking down the street where the lights were now illuminating with a bright yellow glow as the sun had fully set. It was Chapter 22: Feelings of the heart The events of the alley with Brandon and his friends had exhausted me a lot more than I initially thought. I had managed to make it back home just in time for dinner but first I had to sneak into the bathroom and was my hands which were red with dried blood. As I washed them I remembered how I had easily lost control today. If I had continued to go berserk I would have probably killed him, no, would have definitely killed him and ruined my life before it even began. ''Lets just hope he leaves me and Laura alone,'' I sighed. "Dinners ready!" Aunt Carol called from the kitchen. At the time I was stepping out of the bathroom and coincidentally met Laura. "Oh you''re back?" she said surprised and I nodded while hiding my hands behind my back, I tried to do it inconspicuously as possible but Laura had noticed the slight movement. "Where did you go?" she asked "Just hanging out with Nate at the PC Caf¨¦," I lied and if Nate was standing next to me right now he would have stared at me in disbelief. "What''s with your hands?" she eyed my skeptically. "Well¡­I don''t really have a sensible explanation about how it happened but my knuckles are swollen in a way," I laughed nervously. "Uh huh¡­you know what let''s just go eat," she walked off, heading to the kitchen while I made my way to my room. A few minutes later I walked towards the kitchen and found Laura and Aunt Carol already seated at the dining table. The food was already set so all I had to do was join them and that I did. We are in silence for a few moments before the classic question came. "So how was school?" Aunt Carol asked "Honestly¡­it was exhausting," I said nervously. "But it was also a good experience" "Oh really? What was the good part?" "I got to socialize a little and make some friends," I smiled. In retrospect I was glad that Nate and Rochelle decided to talk to me without any hidden ulterior motives, or so I''d like to believe. Aunt Carol just smiled sweetly at my response and we all continued eating silently for a few more moments before Aunt Carol stood up and said," I figured you didn''t have a smartphone so I thought you could use my old one just for the time being" She went upstairs and returned while holding a black cell phone in her hand. While she was giving it to me she explained that it already had hers and Laura''s phone numbers saved in it. Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon. "Thank you," I said and after that we cleared the table. Aunt Carol went to bed early because she had a meeting while Laura and I stayed up cleaning the dishes. While standing in front of the sink I could feel a sharp gaze burrowing two holes in the back of my head. It was so uncomfortable that I had no choice but to turn around. "What?" "Are you seriously not going to tell me what happened while you were out today?" she asked "Its already handled so there''s nothing to worry about," I waved off her concern, to which she pouted before turning around and storming off like a little girl. Making sure the doors were locked tight I turned off the lights and went to bed. The moment I fell on my bed the fatigue from all of today''s events finally caught up and in a matter of seconds I was in a deep slumber. ¡­ The next day The school was louder than ever today as most of the school''s trouble makers were either coming in with black eyes or some limbs in casts. "Hey do you think they went up against gangsters or something?" "What are you talking about? Just shut up if you don''t want to become a target will you," another whispered back but alas that don''t stop others from asking around and they had eventually found out that they had ganged up against a certain someone and had lost either way. But most just believed they were exaggerating so not many were in the same line as that thought. I had just arrived at the entrance of the school and was surprised to see four students standing just outside the door to the hallway as if they were waiting for something. "We welcome that boss!" all four of them said at once and stood in attention. I stood there for a moment trying to recall if I had seen these guys somewhere. Of course the four standin there were Scott, Frank, Damian and Randy. "The fuck?" I wondered as I simply walked past them and walked on to class. Luckily there was no one to witness the four weirdos greetings me so I was saved from becoming the main topic for gossip. Rochelle was already in her seat and unlike everyone else it seemed like she had been there the longest. "Hey," I greeted as I sat down "Hey," she replied "You look like you''ve been here a while," I smiled. "Oh so you noticed huh," she had a proud expression on her face. On the other side of the classroom sitting in her desk and staring intently was a girl with long silky blonde hair, it was the same girl who had approached Tyler yesterday, her name was Ireen Smoak and the reason why she was staring so intently was pretty obvious. Ireen was a beauty in the making, in fact some of the boys might have debated saying she was the prettiest in the entire class and despite all that Tyler had mostly ignored her. Usually all the guys would have their eyes on her even if they were a new student so to her it made less sense why he had ignored her yet there she was talking so casually with Rochelle. At first she thought she could be able to ignore it but now seeing them like that was just pushing her buttons but she didn''t want to be like the other girls who take their pride too far and hurt others and besides she saw what Tyler did to Don and his group of lackeys and she had also obtained information saying he defeated Brandon yesterday even though he was ambushed, no one would want to make that type of person their enemy and neither did she. While deep in thought Tyler had turned around and looked directly at her, immediately she turned her head away with her cheeks red embarrassed that she was caught staring. Chapter 23: Houston’s play cards Seojun Kang had seen the eyes of the boy as he showed him the picture. They were still and almost void of emotion but deeper than that those were the eyes of someone who had seen a lot in this world. For someone as young as him to have those kind of eyes, Seojun couldn''t imagine what he had gone through. Regardless of that the boy seemed to be telling the truth about having not seen Kim. "Onward," Seojun said to the driver as the car he was in sped off. Right now he was out on the streets looking for his niece, Kim. It wasn''t like her to do something like this so the only thought that Seojun had was that something must have happened to her. The question was what? Seojun had many opponents who wanted to step over him and take over his district but they had all failed to do so in direct means and Seojun had taken an extra precaution so that no one he didn''t trust would find out about Kim and so far it was going his way. Just then Allen was coming out of his apartment block and was on his way to the store to get some extra painkillers as well as get some medicine that would help with his swollen features. He wore a hood to hide his face as he walked down the street that was full of people by now who were returning home after a long day of work. Most of them had ignored him. Bumping into two or three people here and there they would yelled at him before letting the issue go. Allen was glad that he wasn''t getting into trouble any time soon. ''Damn, what was the reason for attacking that guy again?'' Allen thought as an image of Tyler''s angry scowl flashed in his mind and he shuddered. Just then though a four seater black coloured Benz pulled up beside him, the back set window was pulled down and Seojun could be seen looking at him. At a single glance Seojun was able to see the purple bruised face under the hood of the Allen butbue didn''t bother him as that was none of his business and he had more pressing matters at hand. "Have you seen her anywhere?" Seojun asked showing Kim''s picture. Truthfully speaking, Seojun was having his doubts about finding out anything from showing the picture around but when he aw Allen''s reaction he thought that perhaps he had been wrong about that. The memory of the girl in the photo being taken into a black van in broad daylight came to his mind as if everything he saw was set on auto play. "judging by your reaction I can tell you know something so its best of you to just get out with it," Seojun said in a calm voice but there was a hidden malice in his words. Clearly Allen had no choice but to tell him about what he had seen during the afternoon that day and Seojun after he heard of the masked men hauling her into a van he knew straight away that something was up. Someone close to him might have given some other gang information about Kim or it was simply a coincidence that Kim was taken. ''I highly doubt it''s the latter though'' Seojun thought as he told the driver to take him straight to Paradise Hotel which was his main headquarters and the most convenient place to gather his resources. "Don''t worry little angel I''ll free you from what ever devil has you," Seojun promised himself. ******* Kim sat on the hard bed, squeezing herself into the corner of the room with her knees bent towards her chest. After Houston had told her about Seojun''s double life as a gangster, she couldn''t believe it or she simply wouldn''t but then the more she thought about it the more she felt like it was true. Regardless her uncle had been kind to her ever since he had taken her in unlike a certain uncle who had kidnapped her inorder to use her as a bargaining chip. It was only 6 hours since she had been taken and it felt like a life time. A tray of simple food had been placed into her cell but she didn''t touch it. Not that she wasn''t hungry but because she didn''t have the appetite. The only thing that was keeping her going was the thought that if her uncle Seojun cared for her a lot then he would be looking for her deligently. Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site. *********** Houston was emerging from a taxi and he was now in front of the Paradise Hotel after his men had told him that Seojun had just arrived. Houston''s lips were twitching up and down consistently as he wanted to hide his smile but it was proving difficult. The inside of the hotel was as warm and crowded as always with guests from different cities moving about on the ground floor some moving to the restaurant area and others checking in at the reception. Houston looked around more as he imagined the big money that he would make once he took over Seojun''s assets, he would turn the place into an underground wonderland where the world''s top syndicates could come in, he could delve deeper in the drug, girls and many more businesses. A gleeful smile came to his face and there was no way he could suppress it. While walking through the fine establishment, two men in Black suits walked up to greet him. They had large bodies and appeared to be made of muscle. These were just a handful of men that Seojun trusted and personally trained which led the old man to wonder if Seojun was using some type of steroid to enhance their muscle development. ''Guess I''ll have to find out after I have taken everything from him'' he thought as he looked at the two men. "Would you mind taking me to see the our young boss?" Houston requested but he''s tone was less than respectful. The men looked at each other unsure of what to do since this appeared to be an unscheduled visit and at a time when their leader had another issue to address, they doubted that he would appreciate a visit. With their minds seemingly in sync, they were about to tell the old man off by telling him the leader was busy but before they could open their mouths, an elevator at the far end of the ground floor open and out came a small framed man in his late thirties, he had pure white hair that flowed to his shoulders, a lean figure and he exuded a confidence like no other. Despite him having an almost timid frame. This man was John and he was Seojun''s right hand man and the most trusted as well as skilled member of the Rattlesnake group though on the streets it was well called a mafia because it seemed to be an organization that was fairly large and seemed to control the whole of Mission District or to be more specific Reinfield city which was where Paradise Hotel was as well as Kim''s all girls school which wasn''t too far away from Crimson academy. "Let him through," John ordered and even though he was quite a distance away from them he''s voice was heard loud and clear as if he were shouting and as if the were robots that moved aside mechanically. This had even surprised Houston as he had close to no clue who the small man was but he seemed to be very respected and for some weird reason his body got goosebumps running up his arms but nevertheless he disregarded it since he was here to make demands and he would be the aggressor and not the regressor. Walking past the two guards, Houston stood next to the petite figure of the man next to him but he couldn''t help but be on the alert as the elevator reached Seojun''s office floor. Getting off the elevator The petite man led the way through an equally larvishing corridor that stopped right before a brown polished wooden door. Not bothering to even knock on the door John twisted the door knob and went inside, Houston following right behind him. As soon as he entered he saw Seojun standing in front of his desk with his muscular arms crossed. "What do you want Houston?" Seojun went straight to the point, not even bothering with formalities. He was clearly agitated and Houston couldn''t help but smile at this scene in front of him. Without saying anything Houston took a seat on the leather chair right beside Seojun. Seojun was looking at him from the corner of his eye and ear slightly taken aback but this behavior. "Do you know the most crucial thing to take care of in the business we delve in?" Houston asked calmly as he knew that he had this entire situation under his control. Seojun let out an exasperated sigh clearly showing that he was more than annoyed that Houston was wasting his time when he could be out there looking for his niece "What are you trying to say you old fart?" "Being involved in things that are as dangerous as being a gang leader it is of the utmost importance to eliminate all weaknesses whatsoever," Houston had a sly smile on his face. ''What is this bastard saying? And why is he talking about this now when I have to go look for¡­.'' That''s when it hit him the only reason why Houston would suddenly visit and talk about guarding our weaknesses would have only been because he knew something about Kim or he was deeply inolved in her disappearance himself. "Heh. So you finally figured it out huh!" Houston took out his smartphone and placed it on the table with it''s screen shinning brightly as it displayed an image. Seojun''s eyes widened as he was shocked and confused but soon that confusion turn into anger as he stared at the image of the lonely figure balled up against what he could only assume to be a cold a corner. But it wasn''t just any image though, this was an image of Kim Kang his niece who had gone missing or more accurately had been kidnapped and the very culprit was sitting right beside him. *********** Please if you have any comments or would like me to improve in certain aspects please feel free to drop a comment ?? Chapter 24: Its not over It took Seojun everything in his power just to avoid lashing out at Houston who had the most annoying smile pasted on his face. Houston had made it clear that if he stayed out of contact with those guarding his niece for more that five minutes then they were to do whatever they wished with her as well as not forgetting the part where they would kill her afterwards. "Now I came here out of goodwill inorder to give you very very helpful advice," Houston said as he could see Seojun visibly shaking with rage but he was unable to do anything. ''Yes this is what I wanted to see! Having all the strength to take me out this instant but to be fully helpless nonetheless!'' Houston screamed in his head. ''I''ll take everything away from you and remove you from the goddamn Earth for what you did to me all those years ago!!'' It was safe to say that Houston held a long time grudge against Seojun for the beating and the humiliation he had received from him and now after all those years he was finally going to get what he had always wanted. "Well you have until seven pm tomorrow to make a decision. Give up you post as the leader of the gang queitly and get to see your niece or you can resist and let''s say you''ll see your precious niece in the afterlife,"Houston said as he walked towards the door opening ut so he could go out but before he could though he felt a strong grip on his shoulder and a tight squeeze that was so strong that he almost winced. Turning around he was surprised to see that the hand belonged to Seojun. "THIS NOT OVER YOU HEAR ME! I''M GOING TO KILL YOU SOONER OR LATER," Seojun told him before letting him go. After Houston was gone Seojun looked towards John. "Would it be too much to ask help from your mutt to find her," Seojun pleaded towards his right hand man which just showed that the relationship between the two wasn''t your typical boss and subordinate relationship. John shook his head. "I wish I could allow that but you know better than anyone else how important it is for Jex to sniff out the trail of the Dark Council members," John explained. "We can''t afford to lose them now when we are certain they''ll make a move tomorrow in preparation for the moon ceremony or else..." The story has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. "The balance between day and night will shift making it so nighttime can last for several years which gives them an extra boost to conquer the human race," Seojun sighed as he slumped into his seat. He had a hopeless expression on his face. Houston had left the hotel but instead of being happy that his plan was close to being successful, he was pissed that Seojun still hadn''t shown him the respect that he deserved. Standing on the side of the pavement, Houston was about to haul a taxi when he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Someone was calling him. Bringing it up to his ear, his fist literally crashed his smartphone to bits and pieces as his day just seemed to be getting worse. A taxi had stopped and he boarded yet his destination wasn''t where he was originally planning on going. Standing in the white hospital room, Houston looked at his son who was now lying in bed. He had a cast over his arm and his face had bandages wrapped around. The doctor who had taken care of him had said that Brandon''s nose was completely broken, several teeth were knocked out and several more were hanging loosely in his mouth when he first arrived. After a few hours of medical prowess they were able to treat him appropriately but still he would need at least a few weeks before he was in top shape again. Brandon looked at his father weakly. "D-Dad," he said "Tsk you call yourself my son yet you can''t even take care of yourself?" Houston retorted. His son looked away in shame. "I under estimated him," he whispered lowly "Underestimated who? Who did this?" Houston was now the one was shaking in anger because if anyone had the right to best up his incompetent son then it was certainly him. He was also curious as to who would dare do something like this. "Ty-Tyler....Cal-vin," Brandon said because he wanted his father tto do what he had failed to do. He wanted Tyler to pay for everything and he knew his father would to it in the worst possible way. Houston didn''t say anything as he walked out of the room his three men were waiting outside. "I want you to find everything there is to know about Tyler Calvin and what connection he has to my son," Houston ordered. "Yes sir!," they shouted "And also get my son home. I can''t take any risks especially with everything going through its final phase," Houston ordered as he walked towards the elevator leading to the ground floor of the hospital. Whoever this Tyler person was Houston would make sure to make them pay dearly. Chapter 26: Familiar scene "Hey it''s alright bro we can do it another time," I said with a small wave because I could tell that my friend had his own problems to deal with. We had several questions for him but I of all people knew that I wasn''t the right person to ask given as I had my own secrets. Asking for Nathan to spill his own just felt wrong. Rochelle and I watched as Nathan was driven off to what we could only guess was home while the both of us walked down the same path. Turns out that Rochelle and I didn''t live too far from each other as she lived in the third neighborhood after ours which was a 30 minute drive away or an hour''s walk. We talked a bit more about each other and I found out that Rochelle''s father was a detective and her mother used to study eastern culture before she died. It was only after her death that Rochelle''s father had her learn taekwondo. A martial art in which she excelled in impressively. I, on the other hand just told her about how I survived a plane crush when I was young and how I lived without my memories in Korea with an adoptive family who valued martial arts so I trained as well but recently I got bits of my memories back and now here I was. It was a fabricated story that was a mixture of omitted truths and lies so it was pretty much believable. Rochelle actually shade a tear while listening to my story. "Wow that almost makes my story miniscule in comparison to yours," Rochelle had sniffled. The only thing I could do was laugh nervously. We were walking past a market street when suddenly an engine reeved behind us. Turning around I saw a man on a motorcycle zooming towards us and it didn''t seem like he was going to stop. When he came close though the man suddenly extended his arm out but he was holding a baton. If he continued following his tragectory then Rochelle would be in danger. "Look out!" I yelled as I pulled her towards my side with a slight swirl such that we had now swapped positions. Unauthorized duplication: this tale has been taken without consent. Report sightings. The man swung the baton aiming right for my face but I reacted by bringing up my forearm. Impact was made and a loud snapping sound was heard as my whole body was chucked forward through the air. My body floated a full metre before landing and skidding across the asphalt. "Tyler!" Rochelle shouted as she threw out a sharp kick right to the man''s ear. He lost balance and fell off the bike causing it to crush against to road with a screeching noise. Several groans escaped my mouth as I fought through the throbbing pain in my arm. The force of the baton coupled with the momentum of the bike, I was pretty sure that the bone was cracked severely but if I overexerted it then it would completely break. Pushing through the pain I got up on one knee and looked at the scene infront of me. The bike was knocked over a distance away, Rochelle was coming over to my side to help me up and she accidentally touched my injured arm. I winced in response. "Sorry. Are you alright though?" she asked me as she helped me over her shoulder. "Bastard would have killed me if I hadn''t blocked," I replied a slight anger in my voice. If I hadn''t traded places with Rochelle, who knows what could have happened, if I also hadn''t blocked then I''d have worried my family. Why is it that everytime something is going well for me scum like these try to get in my way, the main question was why? "It''s alright I think I can walk on my own," I said as I pushed forward towards the man who was now on his knees. He was shaking his head clearly trying to regain his balance. When I got close enough I kicked him under the chin. The man''s body was flung backwards as he fell on his back unmoving. I turned and looked at Rochelle. "Don''t worry go home I''ll handle it from here," I told her. "What? Shouldn''t we call police and let them handle it?" she suggested to which I shook my head. "The police may be a little too slow in this case because this man was clearly after either me or you," I was patting down the man when I found a smartphone. Turning it on a picture of both me and Laura was displayed on the screen which caused me to jolt up a little bit. Quickly standing up I fumbled for my newly acquired phone. Though the screen was completely broken, it was still functional. ''The subscriber your calling is unavailable at the moment please try again later,'' I cursed when I heard the dreaded words. "Rochelle get out of here I can handle this," I said with a cold expression. Rochelle could tell that my demeanor had changed after looking at the phone it was similar to when he looked at Allen''s phone and a certain pressure was coming off me as I held the bike with both my damaged hand and propped it up. I didn''t realise it but the arm had slightly healed. I grabbed the passed out man by his feet and dragged him towards the bike. Like a sack of potatoes I placed him at the back before I myself got on driving away from the scene. ''Who the hell would mess with my family,'' I thought angrily. Chapter 27: Right behind Laura walked in the opposite direction from where Tyler and Rochelle had gone, the reason for this was because she was heading to the convenient store inorder to buy some ingredients for that nights dinner but she was with her two best friends, Patricia and Beatrice. They planned to visit the salon after Laura''s errand and that''s what they did. Laura bought some bread, spaghetti, tomatoes, vegetables and whatsoever else you could think of that can be used to make dinner. Walking behind the two, Laura carried her grocery bag carefully. Patricia and Beatrice had all their attention locked onto the door to the salon while Laura was lost in her thoughts cooking up different ways to make dinner while imagining Tyler gobbling it all up with that tiny smile of his on his face. Honestly that was the only way that Laura could think inorder to thank Tyler for helping her out because today had been a very smooth day without Brandon as well and she couldn''t help but think that it might have been something to do with Tyler especially given the fact that she had seen his bruised knuckles yesterday. It was at this point that she felt a needle injected into the side of her neck with an arm holding her in place. Whatever was in the needle was injected and immediately after her vision became blurry. Her grocery bag dropped to the floor and a figure could be seen carrying her into a white van with "MAC-CONSTRUCTIONS" labelled on it''s sides. The van drove off. Patricia heard a loud thud behind her. Instinctively she turned around and saw the grocery bag on the ground before a door to a white van swiftly closed shut with a loud bang and sped off down the highway. The timing of everything was just too perfect and Patricia''s mouth hang open as horror and shock filled her being. Her friend was kidnapped and right behind her no less. ************* Detective Hunter was in his office working on a few minor cases that were scattered across his desk. While some may have thought they were random seeing as they all had pictures of several lifeless people with pale shrivelled skin lying in alleys, Hunter had found two small puncture wounds on the side of their necks. He was a sturdy man with a goatee, red smooth long hair and he stood nearly seven feet tall. Anyone who saw him could see the slight resemblance to his daughter. The telephone on his desk rang and picking it up he was surprised to hear his daughter''s voice on the other end, which caused the large man to be worried as his daughter almost never calls him especially not on his office line. "Dad..." Rochelle took deep breaths which didn''t go unnoticed by the detective. "Are you alright honey? Did someone hurt you!" he instantly panicked. "No! Dad no I''m not the one who has been hurt it''s a friend of mine," Rochelle replied which caused her father to let out a sigh of relief because he knew his daughter was safe yet this was the first time he had heard Rochelle openly worry for someone else so he was curious as to who this friend was. "Okay honey could you please explain to me what you mean by that?" Hunter asked before Rochelle went on to explain things from the very beginning when Tyler had first transfered to her school. This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author''s work. *********** Laura''s eyes felt heavy, her mind was spinning as she felt a slight headache. The first thing she saw when she woke up were the rusted iron bars to the cell she was confined in, her arm and legs were bound by zip ties and he laid in an awkward position on the rock hard poor excuse for a bed. "Where am I?" she asked herself and instantly everything that happened a few moments before she passed out flashed across her mind and she instantly knew what kind of situation she was currently in. And the more that realization made sense, the more she felt her very core shake with uncontrollable tremors of fear. Her head darted left and right and she wiggled her body inorder to gain some movement but with how restricted she was, she only resembled a worm trying to get out of the sun. It took a strainous amount of effort but she had managed to stand in one corner of the room. Her mind racing at a 100km/h. ''What should I do? What can I even do?'' she looked around trying to find something, anything to get her out of the situation she was in or at least relieve her limbs from the bounds that made her wrists and ankles throb with pain. After about ten minutes of scanning the impromptu cell, see finally laidbher eyes on a tiny nail sticking out from the side of the bed. She moved towards it by hopping away from her corner and she let her body drop onto the hard bed. Her body protested to the mistreatment she gave it but pushing through she raised her knees to her chest making sure that the zip tie was caught up by the edge of the nail. She pushed her legs forward before pulling them back just to repeat the process once more. She continued to do so for another fifteen minutes or so. ''Come on! Hurry up!'' she internally screamed as she could feel the ties on her feet loosening up. Sweat now covered her forehead, her legs felt numb but she didn''t stop. She was on her own and as an older sibling she couldn''t rely on Tyler and even if he was here what could he have possibly done? Reinfield city outlands was a dead part of the Mission District which was disregarded and foresaken. Some factories ran here and there but those were all minor and most of the buildings were run down or were on the verge of tumbling down. There had been several attempts by the mayor to renovate and rejuvenate this part of town but so far nothing has been done to the place and it had become the Haven for small time gangs, people who could not afford the standard quality apartments in the other parts of town and crime rates in this place were on an all time high. Outside one perculiar abandoned dark warehouse, a man with black hair say on an old stool. He was completely naked minus the fact that he only had his underwear on which had a picture of Mickey mouse on it-rather a strange taste for a gang member to have. On the left side of his neck a tattoo of a vicious rattlesnake baring it''s fangs was on display. Arms and legs were bound by chains and his face was covered with a blind fold The cold was getting to him and the fact that he was blind folded did not help calm his nerves at all. The task he was given was supposed to be a straight forward one, get the boy named Tyler Calvin back to base no matter what his condition was as long as he was still alive while someone else would get his sister but somehow he was in this shitty situation. Metal could be heard crushing against metal and from the shadows Tyler Calvin emerged carrying a switch blade he had gotten off the man, as well as a metal pole with a pointed end on one end. "Now here''s how it''s going to work from here on out," Tyler said with an unnatural chill coming from his voice. His face showed no emotion. The man couldn''t help but think that maybe he was stuck in a nightmare because the voice didn''t sound like it came from a human. "Now if you tell me why you came after me as well as why you have my sister''s picture on you phone," Tyler said his voice still holding that deadly undertone. Chapter 28: Completely wrong (Warning the next set of chapters will depict some extreme levels of violence as well as strong language...so just a heads up??) To the man sitting on the stool, it didn''t make sense at all. The guy who he was after was highschooler, it made next to no sense how the manacing man''s voice would be coming from the bratt he was supposed to take out. Then again he remembered how the girl had kicked him off balance and how the boy despite being hit with the full force of his bat was able to stand after just a few seconds and kick him under his chin. ''If its really the bratt then what does he think he can do to me!'' the man challenged. "I ain''t telling you shit bitch," the man said despite his shaking body. "I think you should reconsider," Tyler said but the man just kept on screaming curses at him. "Suit yourself" Tyler dug the switchblade into the man''s shoulder and gave it a little twist as he strike on the very sensitive nerves. The man screamed at the top of his lungs as he experienced a pain he had never felt before. "You still not gonna tell me anything?" Tyler demanded as he relieved some of the pressure on the knife but he didn''t pull it out. The man still felt the knife in his shoulder, his mind was all over the place as he thought of what to do. Tyler lost his patience. He yanked the blade out of his shoulder so abruptly and without any warning. Some blood splattered onto the floor and the man let out another ear shrieking scream but Tyler still showed no emotion as he only wanted one thing thing and one thing alone. If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. "You ready to talk?" Tyler asked as he reached for the blindfold. It fell to the ground and the man saw the teenager standing before him, the same teenager he was supposed to go after, the same teenager who had most recently stabbed him in his shoulder and was planning to do more to him if he didn''t cooperate with him. This teenager was Tyler Calvin. "Y-your...a monster," the man said in-between shaky breaths. "Oh I can be so much more than that because right now I''m a monster with something to protect," Tyler said. " And all those who try threaten that will die by my hands" As the man looked into Tyler''s eyes, they looked crazed and he had a feeling that his words held more than just a metaphor. "Now back to our conversation," Tyler said as he stuck the knife into the same shoulder only a few centimeters away from the first wound he created. The man shook and screamed, trying to get away from the knife but Tyler held him in place as he curved the knife through his skin, being careful just to go through the skin and not too deep into the muscle. He worked the blade with a surgeons precision. "Have you ever seen a human being skinned alive?" Tyler asked calmly. The man barely heard him as he felt the knife going down to his elbow. "Usually you would pass out from this much pain....but if you hit just the right pressure points I can prevent that and even heighten that pain," Tyler stopped as he looked at the man who now had blood shot eyes and a pale looking face that was covered in sweat as if he had just ran a marathon. "Are you going to answer now?" Tyler asked. The man stayed inactive for a moment before finally nodding his head. "Good," Tyler smiled. "Start talking." The man looked at Tyler with one thought going through his mind ''If I had known that this would happen then I would have preferred to paint the walls with a toothbrush because everything they know about this guy is completely wrong.'' Chapter 29: From the beginning After Houston had instructed his men to gather information. It had taken less than the entire day to find out that Tyler was Laura''s sister and that Brandon used to date her but after they broke up he harassed her. Houston took a look at Laura''s picture as he sat in his office at Mac-Contructions and as he did he could help lick his lips at the sheer sight of her. ''If I was him I wouldn''t want to let her go as well,'' Houston thought as he felt his little soldier stand up between his legs because unlike Kim he would have no use for keeping her untouched. His gleeful smile returned to his face as an idea struck in his head. "I want you to bring these two to me as soon as possible. Make sure the girl is unharmed and as for the boy...make sure he comes back alive" Houston ordered. He was going to make Tyler watch helplessly as he saw the sister he had fought so hard to protect get broken right before his eyes. ************* "And...that is how I ended up in this fucked up situation," the naked man in the chair explained. "So Mac-Contructions is where they are keeping her?" I asked. "Most likely," the man replied weakly the blood loss was starting to make him lose consciousness but his mind would automatically come back up. It was like his body and mind were in a disagreement. The author''s content has been appropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. "Which room exactly?" I asked "... probably the dungeon" "The dungeon??" "Yes the dungeon is the basement of the building that is connected to tunnels underground but it was modified to have some makeshift cells where trafficked girls are held before being sold. It''s also the place where Houston can do whatever he wants with the girls that are in them" the man explained. "By anything....do you also include...?" I left the question hanging because by the simple look on the man''s face I already knew my answer. Which just made me even more angry and without realizing it there was a slight surge of energy which unconsciously moved to heal my arm. It was as if the energy in itself knew what was coming after this. I walked towards the man and said " It''s time to end your suffering" The man''s fear grew as I approached him. He squirmed but he didn''t get that far as I pressed three fingers into the back of his neck. His vision flipped and blurred as he lost consciousness. I had released the pressure point that prevented him from naturally passing out from the pain and blood loss that he had received. Pulling out my phone I dialled 911. ''911 what''s your emergency?'' "H-Hello? I''m calling from the outskirts and I think I heard a man being tortured!" I answered in a panicked voice. ''Okay please remain calm and tell me your location'' After giving 911 everything they needed to know-of course most of it was fabricated, I place the blade into my waistband and carried the metal pole with a pointed end in my left hand. I got onto the man''s bike and shot off into the city that was now dark as the sun had set. It was time to get my sister and this time anyone who stood in my way was my enemy and I''d make them perish. Chapter 30: The cunning Calvin sister Laura''s face was sweating buckets as she still moved her legs forward and backwards over the nail inorder to get the zip ties off. It felt like a long time had passed but finally *snap!* The zip ties came off and finally she felt a slight discomfort as the blood flowed to her ankles and feet once more. Standing up she was glad that she had regained her movement but she had to move quickly as she didn''t know when someone might come to check on her. Quickly getting on her knees she began to do the same for her bound wrists only that this time it took less effort and time as she heard another snap. As she rubbed her wrist to get the blood flowing again she began to look around more and that''s when she found out that there was no way for her to get out from inside the cell. Her only chance would have been of someone from the outside came to open the door for her. ''What now?'' she asked herself and as if to reply to her question footsteps echoed throughout the corridor outside her little cell. Someone was coming her way. Without a second thought she quickly rushed to the bed and hid her free wrists and feet from view.She thought it might be better to pretend to still be bound and wait to see how the rest plays out from there. This content has been unlawfully taken from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. A man stood in front of her cell door and looked at her though the bar. The man wore a blue denim jacket and hard a gaze in his eyes that she could only recognize as lust because those were the same eyes that Brandon had been giving her. Involuntarily she felt herself shiver. "W-Why am I here?" she managed to ask. "Your brother caused some trouble for the boss and unfortunately for you you''re both paying the price," the man replied as he opened the cell door and approached the seemingly bound Laura. His guard was down because honestly what could a tied up little girl possibly do. Standing in front of her now he had a better look at her. He could have taken her there and then, it was truly a shame that Houston already had his sights on her. He was about to lift her up by the shoulders when he felt something under his shoe. Looking down his eyes opened to the size of saucers as he saw a ripped zip tie. Seeing this Laura rammed her head into his stomach before standing and pushing him off her. Having the air winded out of him as well as being dazed had benefited Laura because under normal circumstances she would have never managed to push him for even an inch. Not hesitating for a second, Laura ran to the cell door with her bare feet slapping against the ground. With a grunt the man tried to grab at her but she was as scurry as a little mouse and she made it out of the cell. Closing the cell door behind her she had managed to lock one of her captors inside who was busy screaming curses at her. Looking around she was in what one could only describe as a tunnel with flourescent bulbs overhead. The first part of her escape was done but now she had another problem. Where was she supposed to go? Still contemplating what to do Laura suddenly heard movement in the adjacent cell. Walking over Laura was surprised that she wasn''t the only prisoner in here. Chapter 31: Team of strangers

Chapter 31: Team of strangers (pt 1)

Kim was curious as to what the commotion in the adjacent cell was. She had seen a girl carried there a few hours ago and before the commotion a man had gone in just before the commotion started. Kim could not help but assume the worst as the tunnels were now filled with silence. Walking towards the door her shoes tapped against the ground noisily. Peaking through the bars and to her surprise a girl with long black hair, chocolate brown skin and piercing brown eyes looked at her with a confused expression. This was of course Laura. Kim would have considered the girl pretty if her hair didn''t look like she had just been kidnapped. Amusing though Laura thought the same as she looked at the silver haired girl who seemed to have been here longer than her. "Can you get me out of here?" Kim asked "We just met so why would I trust you?" Laura replied. Although she wanted to help the girl, she had to look out for herself and in this situation having someone who could possibly betray you was a complete red flag. "Please," the girl pleaded as tears started coming out of her eyes. Kim had been here for a full day wondering what was going to happen to her, she hadn''t gotten a bath and she had not eaten efficiently since she had been captured. All of this was a completely new experience for her and not in the good way. Laura felt a pang in her heart as she saw the sight of the silver haired girl breaking down in tears. She had always been the girl who helped others out even in desperate situations but here she had only thought about herself all so she could survive and now she was starting to feel ashamed. "Hey, hey, hey it''s alright okay we''ll both get out of here," Laura soothed as she moved the locks on the cell door and opened it wide. "Thank you!" Kim gave her a tight hug. She truly was happy that she had not been left behind. The narrative has been taken without permission. Report any sightings. Slightly embarrassed Laura tried to pull away. "Okay come on let''s go!" Laura said taking the lead and turning right. "That''s the wrong way!" Kim shouted behind her. Surprised, Laura turned and looked at her "You know the way?" "Of course I was still conscious when they brought me down here after all," Kim replied as she was thankful that she at least had a way to help out.

Chapter 32: Team of strangers (pt 2)

The duo moved at a fast pace through the tunnels. Surprisingly it was a smooth journey as there were no guards in the tunnels. Their captors must have been confident that no one can escape while down here. After walking for a while they came upon a metal door. The girls had gotten to know each other a little bit such that they were now acquainted on a first name basis. Kim looked towards Laura. "What now?" Kim asked her and Laura looked at the current states of their bodies. They both had no weapons, Kim was a little weak and Laura was tired from snapping her wrist strains as well as pushing a fully grown man. It was safe to say that none of the girls were prepared for whatever was on the other side of that door. As the reality of this fact hit them Laura could not help but think that maybe all of what they had done was for nothing and that thought brought their morale down. ''...we Calvin''s never stop fighting'' her brother''s words ran into her head and that steeled her resolve. "Hey there''s only one way to take a man down," Laura said to Kim who seemed lost to the statement. Just then the latch of the door moved and the door slowly swung open. Another man was walking in casually wearing the same outfit as the first only this man looked slightly older. The man was dazed for second when he saw the two girls but he quickly realized that they weren''t supposed to be roaming around. He went for Laura who had already swung out her leg aimed for the man''s balls, only this time it didn''t go as planned. Laura felt a strong grip on her leg as the man lifted her in the air as if she was a weightless feather and he tossed her towards the wall. A pained shriek escaped her lips as Kim stood there, her legs shaking with her hands covering her mouth. She was completely shaken due to how the man had mercilessly thrown Laura not even considering whether she was a girl or not. Turning his head the man looked at her as Laura still lied on the ground. Her whole body was a mess, her insides felt compressed as she gasped and panted repeatedly. She could see Kim visibly shaking, there was no way that she would do anything in her state and Laura knew that as she forced herself to stand even though every part of her body was in protest. Chapter 33: Noble sacrifice Laura dived forward as if she were a rugby player towards the man and knocked him slightly off balance as her arms wrapped his waist from the side. She felt slightly sad for Kim and she didn''t want to see her hurt. "Kim run!" Laura shouted which brought Kim out of her daze as she saw her new friend fight for her while she just stood there feeling useless. "Hurry!" Laura shouted again. The man regained his balance as he grabbed to pull Laura off but her fingers dug into his shirt as if she were a cat. "Let go you bitch," the man shouted as he rammed his knee into her stomach. Laura felt her grip weaken as air and a little bit of blood were forced out of her mouth. She felt herself slowly going in and out of consciousness. "Please hurry...get help," Laura''s voice was weak but Kim heard it clearly. Her fingers were shaking as she heard Laura''s weak voice. She wanted to stay and help fight, but she knew she''d be nothing but a burden. "I-I promise to bring help," her lips quivered but she ran out the door and appeared on the ground floor that was bright and empty when she looked around. Without stopping she turned and ran as fast as she could towards the glass doors of the construction building. She snuck out the door and kept to the edge of the building. She navigated through small dunes of quarry. She was cautious as she looked out the night sky. But that''s when she walked over a man who was on the ground surrounded by a pool of blood that was pouring out of a gush in the man''s neck. As she looked at the dead man a sick feeling entered her stomach. She scurried away but soon came in contact with something soft. It wiggled Statler she turned around to see another man who was wrapped in chains and gagged. This story is posted elsewhere by the author. Help them out by reading the authentic version. *********** The man who Laura now looked up to with her vision blurry had an annoyed look on his face as he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her onto her feet. Laura screamed in pain. "Shut up this is nothing compared to what the boss is going to do you for ruining his plans," the man said as he walked out of the door while pulling Laura along by her hair like a leash. The were now on the ground floor were two men could be seen coming towards them. "And where the fuck have you idiots been?" the man yelled at the others furiously. "We were taking a smoke sir," one of them replied to which he reached a fist to his nose. Rodrigo, the man holding Laura, was beyond man because now Houston was going to be all over their asses if his plan failed because of their incompetence. "Did you even see the girl who escaped?" Rodrigo asked. The two men shook their heads. "Well then find the goddamn slut then!" Rodrigo ordered harshly her took Laura into an elevator and was heading up. Laura could feel some strands of her hair ripped from her scalp but that was the least of her worries as she wondered what was going to happen to her as well as what their plan involving Kim could have possibly been. The elevator reached the 5th floor which led directly into a corridor that led to one door. Walking forward Rodrigo gave it a slight knock before getting in. The first thing he did was throw Laura into the room. It was unexpected for her so with a this she hit the floor and looking up an older man with a cold gaze stared at her. "Boss Houston we have a situation," Rodrigo visibly gulped as he knew the next words would not please his boss at all. "Kim Kang has escaped and it was this girl''s fault" "What!" Houston growled while staring between the bruised girl and Rodrigo. "How in the world could she possibly do that?" "It seems like she had managed to get past Brigg as well as lock him in her cell just before releasing Kim," Rodrigo explained, sweating going down his forehead as Houston''s face went red in anger. "You know I planned not to harm you until your brother was brought in but with this you just made me lose my patience!" Houston kicked Laura in the side and all Laura could do was close her eyes and scream in pain as the blows seemed to be so much worse than Rodrigo''s. "Don''t even think this is the end of it," Houston told her in a cold voice that made Laura shiver in an unimaginable fear.

Chapter 34: On to the next With the sun down and the cover of night I was able to sneak into the construction facility with no trouble at all. I had left the bike parked behind a pharmacy adjacent to the construction site. Right now I knelt behind a pile of planks and was scouting the area, I had changed out of my uniform and was dressed in the clothes I took from the man I left naked which consisted of blue jeans, black t-shirt and a blue denim jacket that seemed to be a perfect fit. There was nothing I could do about my shoes though, I just had to hope that they''d remain undamaged. Looking around the area, there were several other piles of construction material, machinery, broken concrete, sand and quarry dunes here and there. It really looked like a genuine construction business and not gang related at all. Some guards wearing the same denim jacket as the one I appropriated were running up and down the place. It looked like they were looking for something. I noticed a two men walk past and I had to lower my head to avoid detection. The two were talking. "How is it so hard to find one little girl?" the first man complained to the second. "Jimmy! For the upteeth time could you please be quiet she might be near by and we don''t want to alert her," the second man replied, annoyed at how lax his partner was being at the moment. Overhearing their conversation, it piqued my interest. Did Laura escape and is hiding around the facility somewhere? Or is it someone else maybe who had escaped? Kidnapped or a traitor? These questions came in my head but there was only one way to get the clear answer. Looking back to make sure I wasn''t being followed, I began to trail behind the two. The metal pole I took from the warehouse tucked ready at the back of my jeans together with a now clean steel blade. The two men had no idea I was right behind them as they never thought no one would be stupid enough to do that. They turned around a large drum at this point I was approaching them in a crouch as I held the metal pole. When they were completely out of view I closed the distance. They were completely oblivious to the fact that I was right behind them but before I could completely close the distance my phone vibrated from my pocket. Unlawfully taken from Royal Road, this story should be reported if seen on Amazon. ''Crap didn''t I leave it behind?'' I cursed. Though it wasn''t loud enough to travel over two metres, it was still enough to give my location away to these men. They turned towards me but I had already brought my metal pipe above one of the men''s neck from behind, with the tight pull I choked off his air supply off before kicking the back of his legs. The man went down on his knees with a low grunt but I didn''t stop there though, I flung his body to the side making his head him the drum with a large bang. His friend took the opportunity to try and stab me with a blade he got out of his jacket. He was aiming for my side but twisting my body I was able to prevent the blade from going deep in my body and instead just create a surface cut deep enough to draw blood. Gritting my teeth I swung my metal pole at his leg, causing him to lose balance. I followed up my attack with another swing aiming for the side of his head. The man leaned back to the point of craning his neck, barely even avoiding the hit. He was working on instinct as he thrust blade forward once more to find the hand wacked away by my metal pole which was now in my left hand. Using the flat palm of my right hand hit him on the solar plexus. He stumbled backwards meanwhile his buddy was coming to from his daze as he stood up. He brought out his own blade and dashed towards me from behind. Before he could reach me though I already whipped around as I took the blade I appropriated from the man back at the warehouse and without any hesitation, threw the blade across the air. The man just saw a tiny flash before he felt something pierce through the hollow part of his neck. Blood splattered as the bewildered man staggered backwards before dropping to the ground on his back. He was now a lifeless corpse. His partner stood infront of me in shock as he watched his partner drop dead. I took the opportunity to close the distance between us as I threw a fist directly under his chin. His head flung upwards while I whipped around him and wrapped my forearm around his throat while also giving his knife hand a painful twist, snapping it in the process. The man wanted to scream but I squeezed around his neck choking his voice. The man whizzed. I snatched blade away as well. "I''m looking for a girl who was brought in here not too long ago," I stated in a rough voice. The man gulped "Yes know but a few moments ago she tried to escape together with a high priority hostage but she didn''t escape and now she''s in the boss'' office and he was sure as hell pissed," The man replied. "Is that who you were looking for this whole time?" I asked the man nodded in response. "What are you going to do to me?" the man asked genuinely scared for his life as he looked at his partner''s body. "I''m gonna make sure you stay out of my way," I replied as I squeezed around his throat tightly. It was sudden and the man struggled to break free but that didn''t last long because he lost consciousness soon after. Ten minutes later I left him wrapped in chains and gagged. As I turned away I realised my mistake. "Shit I should have asked him where his boss was," I mumbled. ''Oh well I''m sure I can find someone who knows'' I thought to myself as I walked away from the scene. On to the next one. Chapter 35: Where’s your boss? I genuinely had no clue what my sister was going through right now, only that I had to hurry up which was what I was currently doing. I had transversed around the compound and I was taking out the guards outside, I was going to storm into the building and I couldn''t risk having myself trapped inside. Turning around a corner I was met with a lone guard who didn''t hesitate to reach into his jacket the moment he saw me. I was prepared for when he took out his very own blade but instead out came a gun. As unprepared as I was the man shot at me. The bullet hit me in the shoulder while I dove to the right. The moment I landed I rolled, disregarding the wound I had obtained as adrenaline coursed through my veins. The man repositioned his aim to fire off at me but I threw some broken concrete that was on the ground straight to his face. His aim was off a few inches from my face but I charged forward the metal pole wacked the gun out of his hand while I slashed at him with my own blade. A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation. "Argh!" the man tried to grabbed at my knife but then he was met with the pole. It hit his jaw, knocking out a couple of teeth in the process. I whipped my leg forward.hitting him in the thigh causing him to buckle. Out of desperation the man swung a wild fist at which i simply dodged before countering with a sharp punch to his face. The man didn''t want to go down especially after seeing that his opponent was a teenager if word got out then it would be a huge blow to his pride. "Tell me where your boss is!" I said but the man simply looked at me while falling to his knees. "Very well then," I thrust my blade under his chin but before it could penetrate the skin he shouted "Wait! It''s on the 5th floor! It''s the only office available there!" "You made the right choice answering," I said while wacking him on the back of his head, he fell face first after passing out. The outside was mostly cleared so it was now time for me to head inside. I picked up the gun checked the magazine which contained 13/14 bullets and I dropped my pole, though helpful, to the ground. Chapter 36: Teen with a gun Kim wanted to scream, she went behind the drum and threw out her guts. Who would do that? Who would kill someone and what would they did if they were to find her? The though dreaded her but she had to get out of here and get help. Laura''s image kept coming into her head as she remembered seeing her thrown aside like a weightless feather. Regaining her composure she stood up straight and that''s when she heard a loud bang as a gun went off. It startled her and without thinking she started walking towards where the gunshot sound came from, she wasn''t the only one heading there though. Four other men in denim jackets could be seen heading that way as well. "Hey what do you think is happening that side," one of the four asked. "No clue but its better if we check it out first," the second of the four replied but he noticed someone up a head. "...wait isn''t that the girl?" "Yeah it certainly is. Well I guess our job got easier," the third smirked. The four picked up their pace. Tyler Calvin hadn''t vacated the area just yet as he knew that the gunshot from earlier would have alerted more guards. He waited patiently in the shadows but the first person to reach the scene was someone he had not expected. It was a girl with silver hair that shone in the night. She looked dishevelled and distraught so Tyler could only guess that it must have been the other girl who had escaped with Laura. ''Why would she be stupid enough to come here when other guards could arrive soon'' Tyler mentally facepalmed himself but he now had a lead and she could very well be the key to finding Laura. Not thinking twice Tyler begun to step out of the shadows but before he could reach her four men in the denim jacket uniform came up behind her. "Well well well did you do this?" the first man said as he saw his unconscious comrade on the ground. Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit. "Well it doesn''t matter anyway get her!" he ordered and two men were already grabbing at her arms. "No!" she protested and struggled but it was all useless. There was no way she could overpower two fully grown men. That''s when the fourth man noticed something move in the shadows a distance away. "Hey I think I saw something," he said "Go check it out," ordered the first. The fourth walked towards the shadows but he soon found himself vanished from view all the others could see were rough movements and grunts followed by something dropping to the ground then before any of them could respond a loud bang followed by a muzzle flash could be heard and seen indicating that a gun had just been used. 13/15 bullets One of the men holding Kim had his head flung back from the force of the bullet as it went through his skull. Some of the blood even splashed onto Laura''s face and she couldn''t help but scream at the top of her lungs. Finally stepping out of the shadows,Tyler dashed towards the three his gun in his right while a blade in his left. The men had panicked as they never expected to see their mates taken out in a blink of an eye like that. I raised my hand to throw the blade and the man holding Kim decided to use her as a shield. With a whoosh, the knife zoomed past her ear and pierced the first man who seemed to be in charge through his heart but he wasn''t out of the fight just yet and using the little energy he had left he reach for his gun that was in his jacket. Tyler didn''t spare him a second as he quickly aimed his own gun and fired off two bullets. One hit him in the chest while the other one punched through the side of his face. 11/15 Bullets left. The man holding Kim was visibly shocked. "Let her go!" Tyler stated which snapped him out of his daze and only gripped her tighter as he brought her infront of him even more. She was completely in the way of his aim. Kim was scared, shocked and beyond bewildered. When she saw the dead man and heard the gunshot and even witnessed someone take out the men who had given her trouble in a flash, she never would have expected that the person would look so young. On the contrary the guy holding the gun was a actually a teenager who was a little older than herself but there was a certain air around him that could not be explained. ''I have to help in any way I can'' she thought with determination and without a thought she stomped on the man''s shin before wiggling out of his grip. She fell knees first to the ground but she didn''t care. Tyler didn''t think twice, he took the chance to fire off a single shot that went in between the man''s eyes. "I guess your smarter than I thought," Tyler said while looking at the girl who was now rising to her feet. Chapter 37: Sadistic pleasure Tyler looked down at the girl with appreciation because there were very few people in the world who could have done what she had done especially if the man she was depending on was a stranger. Kim had heard what the Tyler had said and couldn''t help but ask. "Did you know me?" she asked and Tyler shook his head. "I''m only here to get my sister and from what I''ve gathered the last person to see her was you right before you escaped," Tyler said. To say that she was shocked would be an understatement. ''He''s Laura''s brother?'' she internally screamed. ''It feels like a good looking soldier is right in front of me'' Her cheeks flared red as the thought crossed her mind but she quickly disregarded it. What she needed to know was how he was able to do what he was able to do but she couldn''t ask that, not when she owed him her life. "What''s your name?" Tyler asked her which brought her out of her thoughts. "K-Kim Kang," she stuttered "Well Kim my name is Tyler. Now I want you tell me everything that''s happened so far," Tyler walked towards one of the dead and without hesitation reached into their jacket and pulled out another Glock meaning Tyler''s fire power had now increased two fold. This gun however had all 15 bullets still inside. He put this one in the small of his back and preferred to hold one gun in one hand. He also found a knife which he kept to himself for the time being. All the while Kim was explaining everything from the point she was kidnapped to when Laura sacrificed herself for her. Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation. Tyler could tell that everytime she spoke about Laura''s sacrifice she was in pain and felt guilty for feeling useless in such a situation. ''They just met yet they already have such strong feelings towards each other. Well that''s just how Laura is when you meet her for the first time,'' Tyler thought as he a knife from the other body and handed it to Kim. "Use that to defend yourself," Tyler told her and Kim strengthened her resolve as she held the handle tightly. "Thank you," she said "I want you to follow closely behind me, don''t get in my way and let me do my thing got it?" Tyler stated to which Kim nodded. Taking the lead Tyler moved along the shadows almost merging with them with Kim following closely behind him. She was stunned by the level of skill that Tyler was showing as he moves between dunes of sand and broken concrete as if he had lived there for a long time. ******* Houston could barely control himself as he kicked Laura in the side as she lied on the floor. Her ribs throbbed with pain everytime she breathed. Tears flooded from her eyes as the pain was simply unbearable. Houston gripped her hair into a fist and he pulled her up. She screamed but Houston shut her up with a slap across the face. The force was so strong that she felt her lips split and tasted blood in her mouth. "Shut up!" he yelled. "Do you know how much effort, time and planning I put into my plan!" He slapped her again. Laura didn''t have any more strength to scream. She could only look at her tormentor through watery eyes. Houston was about to hit her again but a loud bang coming from a gunshot resonated throughout the room. It sounded like it was coming from down below. Puzzled, Houston dropped Laura to the floor and even that simple drop felt like a large boulder had been dropped on top of her. "What was that?" Houston asked Rodrigo who had been in the room the entire time and had witness the merciless beating for the past twenty minutes. "I''ll check it out," Rodrigo stated before looking at Laura with sympathy. "What are you gonna do with her?" Houston licked his lips, he was honestly getting a sadistic pleasure from hearing the poor girl scream and Rodrigo could see it in his boss'' eyes. "You don''t have to worry about that," Houston waved Rodrigo off to which he gave a short bow before leaving but not before looking at Laura''s sad state once more. ''Please somebody anyone save me from this hell'' Laura prayed with watery eyes as she saw Houston towering above her with a psychotic look in his eyes. Chapter 38: Under siege (pt 1) Tyler and Kim were now at the front entrance of the building. Tyler was taking point. He opened the front glass doors and was immediately greeted by six men who also seemed to be preparing to go out to check what the commotion was about. They were stunned for a moment as they didn''t know what to make of this. A highschooler in a place like that was just unheard of, to Tyler on the other hand these men were just an obstacle standing in his way from getting to his sister. Stretching out his arm, he rammed his fist into the face of the closest man. The man couldn''t even react in time as he felt his nose break. A man who was on Tyler''s left took a step forward but... *bang* A sharp pain travelled throughout the man''s leg and before he knew it he was screaming on the floor. 10/15 Bullets Tyler had fired off a shot and he cursed himself for it because he was planning to save as many bullets as possible. A fist was aiming for the side of his face yet he didn''t dodge, instead he hit the bottom part of the incoming fist with the barrel of the gun. The man grunted in pain and tried to pull away yet he felt a tight grip on his collar as he pulled in and before he knew it Tyler rammed his forehead into his jaw and threw him over his shoulder. The man landed hard on the ground. The third man used this a opening to kick Tyler in the side of the head. Tyler felt his brain wiggle within his skull for a second or two as the kick was harder than he had anticipated. It knocked him off balance as his body swayed to the side and he landed on his knees. "You thought you could just come in here and cause a ruckus huh!" said the man who had successfully gotten a hit in. "Shtupit bwat[stupid brat]" the man with the broken nose said. Four men now surrounded Tyler as he had yet to stand. It took him a moment or two for him to formulate his best plan of action. And finally he could feel that other energy surging through his body as it gave him additional strength. ************* Kim who was watching everything from behind the door could only imagine the worst as she saw Tyler on his knees just staying still when she could already imagine him shooting down all the men down. ''What is he doing? Should I go help him?'' Kim was in a confused state that she never paid attention to her surroundings, that was until she felt someone place a hand on her shoulder from behind. Since she still had the knife in her hand and she was already in a startled state, it was only natural that her reaction to this was a graceless spin with the blade cutting the air. She felt the tip of the blade graze skin before the hand was pulled away. "Ouch little angel when did you learn to be violent?" a voice spoke out but it wasn''t just any voice, this was the voice of someone she was used to and had wanted nothing more than to see them again. Kim felt tears coming to her eyes as she was really glad. "Uncle Seojun!" she ran into his arms an cried into his chest. "There there I''m here now," he patted her back affectionately. Seojun didn''t come alone though he brought with him a dozen of his trusted and strongest men. Kim felt a tranquil peace for a few moments before she came back to reality. Her eyes snapped open almost instantly. "You have to help him!" she said pointing towards Tyler''s direction but she didn''t see what was happening right now unlike Seojun. The tale has been stolen; if detected on Amazon, report the violation. He was shocked for two reasons;
  1. He recognised the kid as he had stopped in the previous day
  2. Tyler was doing what less than a handful of people could do and that was use Qi. Tyler''s Qi was spiralling throughout his body and Seojun could sense that.
"What is he doing here?" Seojun asked Kim "His sister was also kidnapped so he came to get her out. She''s also the reason why I managed to get out and her brother helped me out," Kim said looking at Seojun with big round eyes that seemed to sparkle as if they had stars. She looked like a puppy. "Alright men move in and help the kid," he ordered at the snap of his fingers. "Yes sir!" his men moved in. They all wore black jackets, they would have looked like members of a board staff had it not been for there muscular statures and tattoos. ************ The men surrounding Tyler approached him cautiously as they were still aware of the gun in his hand but the man who had his nose broken was impatient and he rushed in for a kick to his side. He wanted to inflict as much pain as possible because of the humiliation he felt. But it went very different than he imagined because the moment his leg Tyler''s radius, Tyler moved faster than he could realise what just happened until he felt an arm wrap around his legs before he was pushed off the ground. He was lifted into the air for a second before Tyler slammed him into the ground. Aloud thud could be heard and the ground felt like it was shaking for a moment. The energy could move through Tyler''s body as if it could feel his intentions and it had travelled to his arms which increased his strength by twofold above average that''s how he was able to lift the man off the ground. Feeling the energy move towards his legs, Tyler kicked off the ground and the man who was closest saw nothing but a blur before Tyler was directly in his face. Tyler grabbed him on the back of the neck before pulling his head down while he raised his knee. The energy exploded at the point of impact rupturing his insides and the man was forced to cough out blood. Tyler released him as he aimed his gun toward the remaining two men and without hesitation he fired off two rounds. *bang* *bang* 8/15 Bullets The men were on the floor wriggling in pain. At the far end of the room and elevator dinged as it opened up and ten other men were spilling out others holding guns while others had electric batons. "Well this is a pain in the ass," Tyler muttered while he fired off at the men with the guns first because he knew they''d be a huge problem. 5/15 Bullets. Three men feel dead with gaping holes in their foreheads, the rest were dazed for a moment but that was more than enough for Tyler who fired off two more shots that went through the thighs of two more men who held the batons. With the energy transferred to his legs, Tyler ran as fast as a stallion on a racetrack. He threw out his fist which had twice it''s usual strength due to the momentum he was carrying. The fist landed in the man''s gut and the force from that one punch pulled him out of the fight as his body was flung away by the force. One of the other men holding the baton electrocuted his side and a mild spasm went thrpugh his system and he was paralysed momentarily. Tyler could feel the energy working in his body as it tried to bring him up to peak condition. After three seconds he could feel his limbs relaxing and he coul move again yet before he could do anything another jolt travelled throughout his body. "Ah!" Tyler screamed. The remaining four men were now continuously electrocuting him and he could feel the energy trying to repair whatever damages were occuring but it was nothing compared to the damage he was receiving and now his vision was fading in and out. ''Damn it is this my limit? Was I too reckless that I acted without a proper plan?'' discouraging thoughts were running through his head. ''No! Laura still needs me!'' He forced the energy out of his body as he remembered the feeling of how it had exploded from the point of his knee at one point and just like that. A huge burst of energy shot out of his body, it was so sudden that it pushed the men back several feet. Forcing his arm to move he aimed and shot two bullets in gut of one of the men but that was all the movement he could manage at his current state. With another man down only three men were left and it seemed as though they had recovered from the energy outburst and now they were closing in on Tyler and there was nothing he could do. 3/15 Bullets That was until another gun went off, but it wasn''t his. one of the three other men dropped to the floor, an unmoving corpse. "I think you reached you limit kid but don''t worry, we''ll take it from here," said a deep voice coming from a man in a dark jacket suit, he had a knife scar across his left eye he was leading Seojun''s men and he was the few people who had learn Qi control personally from Seojun. His name was Rock. Rock could sense Qi with ease so he easily recognized it as the young teenager had used it. ''I guess we have a little monster in Reinfield huh'' Rock smiled to himself. Chapter 39: Under siege (pt 2) ''I guess we have a little monster in Reinfield huh'' Rock smiled to himself. He was more than impressed with the kid for one being able to use Qi when even he took years to learn and even more years to incorporate it into a fight and that was not all. The kid had let out an outburst of Qi like an external force which even Rock didn''t know Qi was used like that. "Beat these bastards to a pulp," Rock ordered. Seojun''s men moved in for the attack. Tyler had no idea who these people were but he owed them one. Now that he had stopped receiving any extra damage, the energy in his body moved to heal his insides as well as release him from his paralysed state. Rock was about to go and make sure the kid was okay but again he was surprised as the kid let out a breath and could now move properly. His body still looked rigid but either way it was a speedy recovery considering the amount of times he was electrocuted. ''Jesus who is this kid?'' Rock thought as he approached the kid. Tyler could see the man with the knife scar walking towards him didn''t have any ill intent so he wasn''t on guard. "Hey kid you alright?" the man asked him "Yeah that''s to you...," Tyler replied but that''s when he noticed something on the floor and without hesitating he pointed his gun and fired at a man who was on the floor and was making a call but it seemed he was late as the report had already reached the ears of none other than Rodrigo. "Shit!" Tyler cursed. "I have to move fast" "What do you mean?" Rock asked "The man I just shot must have been reporting to those up above and since they''ll still be preparing their defences it''s best to go now" Tyler replied. Rock realised that this was no normal kid. "Hey can I ask why you''re here in the first place?" Rock asked "I''m here to get my sister out," Tyler replied before checking the bullets in his current gun. The genuine version of this novel can be found on another site. Support the author by reading it there. 2/15 Bullets Rock remembered the order Seojun had given and that was help the kid. "Alright six men come with me while the rest of you round up the rest of these traitors kill those who resist" Rock ordered as he picked a gun off the floor. Tyler wanted to ask why the stranger would be coming with him. "Don''t give me that look kid. It''s not like you can do it alone. And besides our boss also has a score to settle," Rock said as if he had read his mind to which Tyler simply nodded. He reached into the small of his back and extracted his other gun that was fully loaded. Tyler had actually forgotten that he had an extra gun when he was facing the men with the electric batons, Tyler had learnt his lesson and this time he was going to use everything in his arsenal including the strange but powerful energy. As if the energy was pleased with that thought it surged within his body once more but it was at a lesser degree which told Tyler that just like his bullets the energy could run out as well. Rock on the other hand could feel it clearly now that he was standing right next to Tyler and the Qi he felt was on pur with his own even after using most of it during his previous fight, not that Tyler had any idea. Rock together with his six men as well as Tyler entered the elevator and Tyler pressed the button for the 5th floor. Meanwhile Rodrigo had rushed back to Houston''s office only to find Houston grabbing Laura by her hair and pinning her to the wall. Laura seemed to be having trouble breathing. "Boss we have a serious problem" Rodrigo stated. "What is it?" Houston technically growled but he still held Laura onto the wall. "Rock is here boss. And if Rock is here then Seojun has to also be close by," Rodrigo explained. It was at this point that Houston finally let Laura go. "Damnit just my fucking luck," Houston cursed as he saw his plan virtually falling apart and he couldn''t help but blame it on Laura was lying on the ground, now unconscious because the moment he kidnapped her she had escaped together with Kim, then there was the part where his son was in the hospital because of her brother and now this. Houston was tempted to stomp on her one more time but before he could bring it to fruitation several groans and gunshots could be heard from behind Houston''s door. Unlike the previous times when the shots would come at intervals these were consistent. Since they were caught with there pants down Rodrigo and Houston were indecisive about whether they should open the door or simple barricade themselves inside. They didn''t have time to think clearly because the door was kicked in with such a force that it almost flew off it''s hinges. Rodrigo who stood directly behind the door felt it''s full force as it wacked him to the side. Houston expected to see Seojun but instead he was surprised when he saw that it was just a teenager but not just any teenager. Chapter 40: Under siege (pt 3) When the elevator opened up on the fifth floor, it was as they had expected or to be more precise how Tyler had expected. A total of fifteen men in denim jackets were already waiting. ''Where the hell do all these people come from?'' Tyler asked himself because in all honesty he just couldn''t see how being a part of a gang would be any better than working at a convenience store or a cafe or what not. All he knew was that some of these men were never going to walk out of this place alive. Rock was the first to make a move. Standing straight he fired his weapon first. while Tyler s .tepped out and moved ahead kicking the nearest man in his knee. A pop sound could be heard as the man screamed. Tyler shortened his agony by hitting him across the jaw with the butt of one of his guns. Before moving on to the next person. Someone was trying to get close to him from the rear but Tyler wasn''t going to let a repetition from earlier occur again and without hesitation he spun and shot a bullet through the man''s chest. Before moving onto other five who were blocking his path. Tyler was getting frustrated and the more time he spent away from his sister the more anxious he was getting. He was about to make a move when five bullets flew past him and hit five of the six men. "Get going kid we''ll wrap things up here real quick," Rock said as he lifted one of the men by the neck and was holding him up in the air. Rock believed that the kid was more than capable and he would last for a long while before Rock joined him so he wasn''t too worried. For some reason Tyler was starting to feel a kinship with Rock and had a feeling he could trust him with his back so he just went forward of course it was after knocking out the remaining one in his way. Without slowing down his momentum Tyler went to kick the door as hard as he could, the energy within his body moving to empower his leg. With a loud bang the door swung open, almost flying off it''s hinges. It knocked into someone as it opened and in the centre of the room stood a man with a large round body and some blood on his hands. On the ground right below him was Laura who looked to have been beaten up to the point of losing consciousness, her face was swollen and painted red in her blood and her uniform was a mess. The sight of his sister made his blood boil and the culprit was standing right in front of him. He wasn''t going to let him off painlessly and he sure as hell wasn''t going to live. "You! You''re the brother! The one who messed with my son!" Houston accused. "Your the son of a bitch who made a grave mistake," Tyler growled as he aimed his gun and his gun and fired his gun without any hesitation but at the last minute, Rodrigo had regained his bearings and leap up from where he was. He grabbed Tyler''s gun hand and pushed it slightly upwards. The gun went off with a bang and Houston could feel the bullet graze his scalp, his eyes widen in shock when he realized that Tyler was actually aiming to kill him. Meanwhile Tyler''s body had been shoved into the wall which left him in an awkward position to fire his gun. Rodrigo thought thw best way to deal with the teenager was to pin him against the wall and given his large build as compared to Tyler, he thought it would work. This content has been misappropriated from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere. And it would have, if he had counted the backward headbutt that Tyler delivered square to his jaw. The attack was not necessarily that strong but it had come so all of the sudden that it distracted him for a moment. That distraction was all Tyler needed to loosen his hold and spin with his arm stretched out-this was the arm that held his gun. The barel of the weapon hit Rodrigo right on his ear and a ringing sound like a siren rang out throughout his head, he was disoriented and losing balance. ''What''s with this kid?'' Rodrigo thought to himself as he felt his knee get kicked in by Tyler. It wouldn''t be enough to knock him down but it had caused him to buckle and stumble backwards. Houston wasn''t idle as he went behind his desk and he pulled out an eight -shot revolver of his own. He was aiming it towards Tyler who was now rushing in for a follow up attack on Rodrigo. While in the midst of doing so he felt the hairs on his back stand on edge and without prior notice he halted in his advance and leapt backwards. A bang resonated from Houston''s side a bullet punched a hole in the wall just outside the open doorway and it had travelled right past where he was. From the corner of his eye he could see Houston repositioning his aim. Tyler pushed off the ground with his legs while he fired at Houston without even looking. The shot wasn''t on target but that wasn''t what he was aiming for. Houston had instinctively ducked under the table. On the other side Tyler had kneed Rodrigo in the gut with the same explosive energy as before and Rodrigo could not help but feel the full force from it as he coughed out some blood. For a second or two he felt as if he couldn''t breath as he bent his body forward, Tyler then hit him on the side of his face before whiping out a kick that sent him tumbing out of the office and hitting the wall of the corridor. Tyler had just dealt with one of the most skillful men that Houston had and although the scuffle didn''t last that long Tyler had become more proficient when using the energy within his body and even he didn''t know that. Houston had seen the fight as Tyler dominated over someone who was nearly twice his size and he had shown a level of skill that could only be associated with a veteran fighter which left one question in his mind and that was ''Where the hell did he come from?'' But that wasn''t the time to ponder on that because he was next and without wasting more time he aimed his eight-shot revolver but before he could pull the trigger he saw what could only be described as a blur before Tyler''s knees had appeared directly in his face. After Tyler had defeated Rodrigo he powered his legs with the energy to give him the power and speed that he need to jump over the table where Houston was currently taking cover from as he aim his gun at him. Tyler was confident that he would have hit him but to his surprise he had hit nothing but air. Houston had managed to barely duck as Tyler practically flew over him but taking the opportunity, Houston pulled him by the back of his shirt before lifting him further in the air and slamming him on top of his table. The legs of the table squeaked from the impact as they threatened to give in. Air was forced out of Tyler''s lungs and for a second his vision had gone blank. Houston now towered over him, an angry expression written all over his face as he squeezed Tyler''s throat with one hand and held Tyler''s shirt with his other one. Using the strength of his powerful arms Houston lifted Tyler once more and slammed him back on the desk. This time the desk split as it''s legs collapsed in on themselves. Tyler could feel the splinters from the wood pierce his back on several spots and the pain he was suffering was almost unbearable. Gritting his teeth, Tyler forced his limbs to move as he transferred the energy from healing his wounds to powering his limbs. Houston thought he had finished the kid for good as he looked at Tyler''s body lying between the pieces of the broken desk. To Houston''s great dismay, Tyler wasn''t finished just yet as he could still move his limbs. Houston seeing this brought his fist downwards aiming to hit Tyler in the chest. Seeing this, Tyler rolled backwards narrowly avoiding the blow. Houston''s eyes widened in shock. Chapter 41: Fall of the great Houston couldn''t believe it. How could the kid still move even after receiving that much damage? Houston just couldn''t get it, no one should have been able to move let alone stand and continue to fight yet this teenager was going against all the odds and even now seemed to be planning his next move. Tyler could feel the splinters on his back as he bled slightly but he ignored the itching pain as his eyes scanned the room for a possible weapon because Tyler himself knew that fighting Houston without any weapon was the same as courting death. His eyes landed on two wooden planks that were broken from the table and quickly picked them up. The planks were rough with sharp broken edges, it wasn''t much but to Tyler this would be enough. Houston had a bitter expression on his face as he fired another bullet from his gun towards Tyler who had anticipated this and already moved to the side. The distance between the two of them was approximately 15ft. Tyler moved forward and closed half of that distance within a second, Tyler''s perception as well as reflexes had improved from all the fighting he had been doing since earlier and only now did he notice this as he could be able to predict where Houston would next try to fire from and would avoid being struck by the bullets. Houston was shocked beyond words as he watched Tyler zigzag his way towards him making it difficult for him to aim his weapon properly. He took several steps back trying to make as much distance between him and Tyler as possible but Tyler wasn''t going to. Tyler was now a few centimeters from Houston who slightly panicked and threw out one of his powerful arms with a devastating punch aiming for Tyler''s face. Tyler ducked under his arm and swung his impromptu weapons at Houston''s legs. Houston gritted his teeth as he aimed his gun downwards directly at Tyler''s head, seeing this Tyler brought out one of the planks in his hand and wacked the gun away. The gun went flying in air as Houston lost his grip. Tyler stabbed the other plank upwards under Houston''s chin with the pointed end. At first it looked like it would make contact, Houston leaned backwards and it grazed the tip of his nose drawing some blood in the process. Houston saw his life flash before his eyes. Tyler was on a rampage as something else overcame his rationality but that in itself made him deadly as every attack he made was aimed to kill. He stabbed, swung and thrusted the planks as if they were swords and sharp cutting sounds could be heard in the air. Houston was trying his best to block using his forearms and now his arms had several cuts and deep wounds. He was bleeding from the side of his head as he had taken several blows, his legs were trembling slightly as his legs had been drained of energy as well. Tyler swung out his plank once more towards Houston''s right, Houston quickly reacted by blocking but to his shock it was a faint as the real attack was coming straight to his face. This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings. Before he could react *phwa* His nose was bashed in, his teeth came flying out of his mouth as his vision went dark of a second, he saw the room flipping and that''s when he realized his body was falling to the ground. Tyler stood looking at Houston''s fallen form with sweat dripping down his chin. He would have loved to beat the crap our him some more but even he knew that he couldn''t do anything tedious as his body aches all over and his muscles felt like they had been overworked. The reason he was feeling this was because Tyler had overexerted his body with large amounts of Qi when his body was still not strong enough for large amounts of it and he had also drained all of his Qi which left him with little energy. Tilting his head to the side he saw his sister still lying on the ground and she wasn''t showing any signs of waking up soon which scared him the most. Taking a step forward Tyler felt every cell in his body protest as a pain he had never felt before shocked his entire system. The pain was too great for him as he fell belly flat to the floor with his hand stretched out to his sister. ''Don''t pass out! Not yet!'' he tried to scream his brain to stop him from passing out but alas his body did not listen to him as his vision became dark. ******************* Seojun had finished consoling his niece before leaving her with the men that were on the ground floor. He entered the elevator and headed directly for the fifth floor. When he got there Rock and his six men had finished dealing with Houston''s punks. The dead bodies had been piled up in the center of the corridor while those that remained alive were tied up in the corner. "Where is the boy?" Seojun asked after noticing that he wasn''t here. "He went on ahead to Houston''s office," Rock replied. "And you left him to go alone!?" Seojun almost shouted and just then Seojun, Rock and the rest of the men were shocked to see Rodrigo hit the wall in the corridor before passing out as he was practically thrown out. Shortly after, gun shots could be heard followed by the sound of something snapping in half. Seojun was already off in that direction, Rock following behind him. Seojun was prepared to make Houston suffer on behalf of himself and the kid but what they saw as they stood in the doorway to the office was unbelievable. Houston and Tyler had fought intensely but then Tyler''s Qi started raging, almost as if it was rampaging and going berserk. Seojun instantly noted this and concluded that Tyler was a type of warrior know as a Berserker. Berserkers were an evolution of a human being that were strong and got stronger the more the fought. Think of it this way, the more the fought, the more they would learn, adapt and generally change the tide of a battle a good example of this was Napoleon Bonaparte from France who had lead many conquests or even Alexander the Great who also led conquests. It was only that during this modern era where peace was abundant that they stopped showing they''re characteristics but that wasn''t the only evolution path of humans though. Rock and Seojun watched the fight till the very end and finally after Tyler had passed out did Seojun step forward. He squatter next to Tyler and placed his hand on his back before closing his eyes and focusing his some of his Qi into Tyler''s body. He did the same with the girl who was lying on the floor unconscious as he could guess that it had to be Tyler''s sister. His men carried both of them carefully to their cars that were parked in front of the construction site before Seojun got in and drove away from the place only this time it was a blazing infernal, some men could be heard screaming in pain as they were burned alive and among those men Houston was also screaming. Chapter 42: The gang lord Slowing my eyes opened as I felt myself lying on something soft. Looking around I noticed that I was in a bedroom but it wasn''t my bed room. "Where am I?" I asked as I thought back to the fight I had with Houston. Then I remembered blacking out when I was going to get Laura. ''Wait Laura!'' I shouted internally as I shot up and tried to stand from the bed I laid in. The moment I did though every cell in my body trembles with pain, my insides felt like they had summersaulted. "Argh!" a grunt escaped my lips as I almost fell to my knees. Not wanting to hurt myself even more I decided to sit back down on the bed and I finally had a look around. The bed was big with white sheets, a walk in drawer some few feet away and a private bathroom with a bathtub. The room was large probably even larger than mine and it had a fancy feel to it. Looking down my body I noticed I was dressed in pyjamas with SpongeBob faces all over it''s design. "The hell is this?" I asked as I looked how ridiculous I looked but then I felt how warm and comfortable they felt so I did complain that much. "Argh whatever let''s think of where Laura is first," I said to myself before standing up but not as hyper as I did the first time. I carefully approached the door that led out of the room and slowly, I cautiously open it alittle and took a peep into a rather larvish corridor. Directly infront of the door stood a guard in a black suit who looked at me before taking out his phone and saying the words "He''s awake sir" At first the only thought that crossed my mind was to take him out as quickly as possible but given the sore state of my body, I wasn''t so sure it would go my way. This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there. "Come this way please," the man said in a rough voice but there wasn''t a hint of hostility so I complied and followed him through the corridor. As we passed through i noted the number of men who were standing in a few places as well as a couple of maids walking around the place as well as tidying up here and there. The man who was a few places infront of me never said anything to me to I decided to make conversation as well as try to get information. "So uhm...what is this place?" I asked "This is the boss'' villa," the man replied and dwell on the it for long. "Oh and where is this so called boss?" I asked and at this he stopped and looked at me before looking away and going forward. "You meet him soon" that was all I got "And what about my sister?" I finally asked what was troubling me in the back of my mind. "She''s fine and healing up well too," the man replied before abruptly stopping infront of a door before knocking lightly. "Come in," a voice that was somehow familiar to me but my mind just couldn''t pin point it to where exactly. The man opened the door and said in a low voice "I brought him sir" "Thank you Rod you may leave," a man said as he sat with his legs crossed as if he was in a meditative state his back was turned to the door while he faced outside a large window that looked down towards the city in the night. Rod motioned for me to get in. I did just that and now saw the man just standing up. He turned to look at me and smiled slightly "It''s good to see you again Tyler," Seojun said with his eyes brimming with delight. I recognized him as the man from the car that was asking about Kim the other day, this man was Kim''s uncle. "How do you know my name?" I asked while giving him a cautious look. My entire demeanor changed and a slight pressure emitted from my body as I unconsciously released my killing intent. "Would just relax you brat," Seojun said with a raised eyebrow. He looked at the teenager infront of him with fascination because only those who have killed can release something as nerve racking as killing intent. "I had my men look into you while you were unconscious and after seeing how you handled yourself at the construction site how could I not," Seojun went to explain further I calmed down slightly because what he said definitely made sense. "Alright you know me so how about I know you as well," I said in an indifferent tone "Fair enough," Seojun said with a smile. "My name is Seojun Kang and I''m the lord of the streets in Reinfield" Chapter 43: 5 vs one – brutal massacre ¡°king of this city?¡± the words repeated themselves in my head. What the hell did this guy named Seojun mean? ¡°I¡¯m the gang lord of this city kid¡± Seojun said as he went one to explain how he was able to gather information on me in such a short time and partially how he was able to find Houston¡¯s main base was through the man I tortured in the abandoned steel pipe factory and also one of his men had seen one of Houston¡¯s construction vans¡­particularly the one that had taken Laura, cruising down the highway at a really high speeds. After his man followed it to Mac-Constructions he relayed the information to the boss. And taking a huge gamble decided to deploy his twelve strongest men who were slightly efficient in using Qi to launch an attack. To there surprise the defence around Houston¡¯s base was scarce almost negligible and it was only after Rock had ordered some of his men to take a look around until they found a couple of dead bodies. Some with their throats cut cleanly, others with bullet holes either in their head or chest and sometimes even both. Had a disagreement happened within Houston¡¯s faction? Such a thing was a highly unlikely so Seojun and Rock assumed that maybe a third party was involved. They arrived at the front entrance of the main building and another surprise! Kim was seeming hiding behind the side of the door while peeking inside with a some what anxious look. With a relieved sigh in his heart, Seojun approached her and surprised her by tapping her shoulder lightly only to be surprised somewhat again that his once kind and carefree niece incapable of causing harm to someone else had actually slashed at him with a blade¡­ ¡°And then from there it was when Rock stepped in as ordered and helped you continue to fight¡± Seojun finished explaining his part of the story only leaving out the part about Qi and other details. I thought about what he had just said to me and I too explained a part of mine though only from the part where the man on the bike first attacked me, I didn¡¯t explain about Rochelle because he had no benefit of knowing about her. ¡°What I don¡¯t understand is why the fat old man would man would come after me¡± I finally voiced out one of the most puzzling things that were nagging at the back of my head. ¡°Fat old man?¡± Seojun looked at me quizzically before he suddenly burst out laughing ¡°Ha ha ha ha! You mean the pig surnamed Macdonald! His name was Houston Macdonald¡± Macdonald! I had a feeling that it might have been slightly related to the little punk who tried to jump on my sister but I still had to be sure to I asked: ¡°Houston Macdonald? As in Brandon Macdonald?¡± I asked just to confirm and Seojun looked at me with surprise written all over his face. ¡°You know his son?¡± Seojun asked me and that was the final nail of the coffin that confirmed that Brandon was involved as well. My blood boiled with rage and my eyes ignited like a volcano ready to erupt at any given time. The look on my face could only be described as ugly. I had given Brandon a chance, I really did but he just had to be ungrateful and get his father involved. Several thoughts went through my head at that moment. If I had killed him then would all of this have been avoided? Would Laura not be in the state I found her in and would she have had to go through all that trauma? The answer was no. Maybe things could have only gotten worse and that was something I didn¡¯t want to think about. Suddenly Kim¡¯s frightened expression came into my mind. I shook off those thoughts. Now that things had come to this. There was no way in hell I was going to give Brandon a third chance. Brandon was a loose end that needed to be tied up and now that I had a reason to do so, I wasn¡¯t going to hold back either. ¡°Where is Brandon now?¡± I asked him Seojun simply shook his head and stood up: ¡°Don¡¯t bother kid. He¡¯s gone, vanished like a ghost from his hospital room,¡± Seojun said with an expression that suggested that he was thinking about the number of possibilities how such a thing was possible and of course he had his own theories in mind about this but he would simply have to wait it out until the day Brandon showed his filthy face again. In the instant neither him nor I knew that we were actually having the same thoughts. ¡°Come on,¡± Seojun said after a brief moment of silence ¡°Where are we going?¡± I asked him ¡°Why to see your sister of course as well as my niece¡± Seojun replied with a smile that clearly showed how happy he was. ***************************** Somewhere off in the distance a figure wearing a black leather armor was walking through the woods with a slightly smaller silhouette following closely behind him. This smaller silhouette was Brandon Macdonald and the man in the armor was¡­now that you mention it Brandon had no idea who this man was and only knew that he gave off a terrifying feeling that scared him shitless, something he only experienced from Jex and Tyler recently but his was on a whole other level. As for the man? He had been there at Mac-Constructions when he first saw Houston trying to make Seojun surrender and let him take control just like the agreement between him and the Blood Lord had agreed. He also watched in amazement and slight fear as a teenager had walked right through Houston¡¯s base and immediately began to cause problems for him. He had also watched as the situation escalated to the point where Seojun and his own group of men had arrived and burnt everything in the place down, including Houston¡¯s men and even Houston himself. This story originates from Royal Road. Ensure the author gets the support they deserve by reading it there. This man had decided it was best to replace Houston with another pawn and his son just happened to be the perfect person fit for the job. He had tracked down Brandon using his powerful nose to catch his scent and after explaining to him that his father was actually an agent working for someone else while obviously giving out some false information as well as omitting the fact that he was actually just a pawn in a bigger chess game. Brandon at that time had been in one of Houston¡¯s houses. He was on the couch sitting comfortably as he watched several adult films that he liked very much. But his mind just wasn¡¯t up for it. His mind had too many thoughts and for some reason he felt anxious as if he was worried that something bad might have happened. It just didn¡¯t feel right for him to be feeling this way instead of ecstatic because Tyler Calvin would be having a really unpleasant time as of now. ¡°I wish was there to see those indifferent eyes of his tremble with fear,¡± he muttered to himself. Suddenly there was a large thud that was heard behind the front door. Brandon with the way he currently was knew that he could not fight to defend himself let alone even run because his legs still felt slightly weak due to his previous fight. He felt his heart beat louder in his heart as the front door was broken down and about five muscular men in black uniform. Brandon was scared shitless at the site of these big ass men. Brandon had a big body when compared to his peers but standing before these mountains of people was the same as comparing a puppy to a freaking bulldog. ¡°W-what do you want?¡± Brandon¡¯s lips quivered as he asked this because these men didn¡¯t look like random thieves especially given the fact that they had knocked the lights out of Houston¡¯s men who were assigned to guard him. ¡°Just come with us quietly kid,¡± one of the five men said ¡°Fuck do you guys have any idea who I am! Who my father is!¡± Brandon thought that using his father¡¯s name would somehow get him out of this situation but instead of the men cowering in fear like he expected, they simply chuckled at his antics. ¡°Of course we know who your father is¡± another man replied calmly ¡°Then why are you here?¡± Brandon asked with the fear inside him growing with every passing second. ¡°You¡¯re father made a mistake kid and he paid for it with his life,¡± the first man spoke again. ¡°You better not make the same mistake and come quietly.¡± Brandon didn¡¯t catch the last words of the man as he felt his entire world crumbling down. His father was dead, dead, dead, dead. No matter how much Brandon tried to comprehend, there was nothing else to comprehend because once somebody dies they are gone forever and may never return. And the fact that Houston was dead probably meant that Tyler may have not received the punishment that Brandon so heavily wished bestowed upon him but alas the universe seemed to deny him this as he knew that without that his life was in mortal danger. Or so he thought. ¡°Oh my I guess Seojun is smarter and moves faster than I expected,¡± a voice sounded from behind the men. It was a cold voice that caused a chill to run down their spines as the five men could feel death looming over them. They all instinctively turned around but with shocked expressions and fear they found nothing, turning around to look forward once again they saw an stunningly handsome face with pale white skin, red eyes that had an eerie demonic feeling in them. Jet black hair that flowed down to his shoulders and gave him a slightly feminine appearance, the man a small frame but his stood at least a head taller than all the men in the room. He wore black leather armor that made him look like an ancient warrior that appeared in fantasy novels. ¡°Who the f*ck are you?¡± one of the men asked in a fearful voice. ¡°My name Rufus Oslov and I am here to get the boy because he could still be of help to my lord,¡± the man named Rufus said in a calm voice as he stared at the five big men standing infront of him. Brandon was stunned beyond words as he looked at the man who stood in front of him in a protective manner that suggested that Rufus really had no motives to harm him. At least he hoped he wouldn¡¯t. Rufus looked at the men infront of him and muttered under his breath: ¡°I¡¯m pretty sure that the lord won¡¯t be mad at me for helping myself to a little meal right?¡± His eyes glowed brighter and with the darkness could be seen clearly with a crimson glow. Rufus smiled revealing his pearly white teeth, and among those teeth there stood out two sharp fangs where there would normally be canines. Yes, Rufus Oslov was a vampire and an extremely powerful. He moved forward at a speed that was barely visible to the naked eye such that the man on the further left of the room did not even have time to register what was happening when he suddenly saw the room turn upside down, that wasn¡¯t the only thing though. As he saw his own decapitated body falling to the ground while spewing out a fountain of red blood before finally his vision went blank. The remaining four men watched in horror as one of their own had been slaughtered in the literal blink of an eye. As the shock left them dazed they suddenly heard a scream. It was another one of their comrades who had a hand ripping out his chest from the back. All of them saw a bloody fist before it vanished once again and a cracking noise resonated throughout the room before a silhouette of a man was sent flying at astonishing speeds into the wall. Bang! The man broke through the wall and was without a doubt most certainly dead, in fact it would be no exaggeration to say that the man had died even before he hit the wall because Rufus had punched him straight in the face without holding back any of his strength. Now standing in between the remaining two men. He turned to one of them and with a smooth motion of his hand he held him by his neck with a single hand. The man though shocked, managed to take out a pocket knife a stabbed at Rufus dead centre in the chest. Clang! The knife simply bounced off Rufus¡¯ armor. Rufus snorted loudly. ¡°You seriously thought that could work?¡± With a simple twist Rufus snapped the man¡¯s neck. Before letting the body drop like it was a sack of potatoes. Rufus turned around and looked at the last man standing with a trembling legs. This man was so scared that he peed his pants. Rufus noticed this and let out a disappointed look on his face but shook his head shortly after before approaching the man and lifted him up by his neck as well except this time he didn¡¯t use a lot of force and instead brought the man¡¯s neck towards his lips and opening his mouth he sank his fangs in him and a refreshing taste similar to when you have a cold drink entered his mouth as blood fell onto his tongue. Rufus savored the taste for a second before sucking the man dry of his blood without further ado. Brandon who had witnessed the gruesome massacre as well as the drinking of blood, he surprising didn¡¯t feel afraid, instead his eyes shone brightly as only one thought came into his mind. If I had this power I could definitely make Tyler Calvin bow down to me! And so for that reason he gladly followed Rufus through the dark forest and after walking for a while they stopped and Rufus stretched his arm forward and began to chant inaudible words. When he was finished, a ring on his middle finger glowed with a faint blue light before the air before them tore open and a spatial rift had been opened. Brandon watched with a dumbfounded expression. ¡°W-what is that?¡± he asked but Rufus simply pushed him through it before he himself jumped through, immediately after the spatial crack was mended as the earth noticed an imbalance in itself and repaired it without any delay.