Chapter 2: Chapter 2: BEGINNING
In the streets of Lagos, a young man at the age of 18 was walking mindlessly with a lifeless look in his eyes, he held a bottle of strong alcohol. been born an orphan with no one to call family, that was just a scratch to his thoughts, the worst part is been born in a country where education is everything and he couldn't afford it...he has been living on the street since he was eight and has done many odd job and terrible things to survive.
As if life still felt he haven't had enough.....he was dragged in a mob group where stealing and killing are the order of the day, the rich use them for their dirty jobs and dumb them when they are done...with the statement "it's strictly business nothing personal ".
' Damien, Rufus, Jamal, Bryant, Vivian, killer. They all died, they died because those MF gave a false information and got us into a trap, my comrade who we grew up together, Vivian, Jamal . I miss you.
Those rich dogs' he paused. he gulped the bottle of alcohol and continued.
' what can I even do, I am but a poor asshole, who has no future, no power, a no name, I can't even control this street talk more of a state or an entire country.' his thoughts were running wild.
On his way, a large figure barge into him, making him spill the alcohol in his mouth away.
" Hey watch where you are going dummy." the person said.
" He barged into me and can't even say sorry, is this the same me that wants to go against those big shots, with guards numbered in hundreds." he mumbled.
" Hey you stink man, go clean up, you reek of dungs." a feminine voice shouted at him.
" Jamal could have survived if he hadn't risked his life to save me, why, why, why. you have a brighter future, you are handsome, more built, more physics, knowledgeable even though we didn't schooled, you were the brain of the group. I'm just good with weapons, that's all."
" Vivian, oh Vivian. Incomparable beauty, gave herself up to save this life of mine, became a sl*t just for me to be free from the clutch of that bastard, I couldn't even look into your beautiful eyes, Vivian. You could have just ran when you could, you were far away from everything, you could have just dropped the damn sniper and run for your life, why come into that shit hole to save me. You could have lived a life as a classy girl, but you stupid girl couldn't get rid of me and Jamal. hahahahahah." he mumbled nonstop.
passersby ignored him and took his words as rants of a drunkard.
" I'll get back at them, I'll avenge your deaths. I'll rip every single cells in their body." he declared while clutching the bottle tightly.
The young man kept on cursing those damn leaders for giving a mission that cost most of his gang members life and almost his life. He was furious but he has no power to fight them, he then decided to form and build his gang with a solemn determination.
When he imagined what he would do with his gang a huge grin appeared on his rough but cute face, he was happy and planning how he will execute his plan when suddenly the last thing he heard was a shriek, the next instant his sight became dark while his body fell lifelessly on the hard ground.
He was killed by a stray bullet directly to his forehead.
Authors note :
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