Legacy Of Chaos

Prologue

(I'm looking down on them, my family. I wish I could be with them right now, but I know I can't. My life is moving before my eyes, like a movie you never forget. But soon I'll be gone forever, never to touch the world of the living nor of the deceased. It's almost my time to go so before I do, why don't I tell you it all..and how I became what I am.)

I lived with my mother, Mary and my younger half sister, Melissa in an apartment complex on the outskirts of Austin, Texas. My father, Jonathan, was kind of abusive towards my mother after I was born but she quickly got a divorce, I was only four at the time. About three and a half years later she remarried to my step-dad, Oscar, who was very supportive, caring and loving towards me and my mom. They had my younger sister, naturally I was jealous at first but after she was born, I was happy  and excited to have a sibling. Then shortly after Melissa was born, we moved out of our small apartment into a three bed and two bath house.

Other than that, I lived a relatively normal life up to my freshman year of high school. That's when my step-dad passed away in a car accident on his way to work. He worked a night shift and a drunk driver had hit him when they fell asleep at the wheel. It was a rough time but my family was strong and we made it through out daily life. I made it through high school, I lost some of my old elementary and junior high friends but I made better ones along the way. Along the way, I found a girlfriend in the beginning of my sophomore year that I cared for deeply, her name was Alexis Rhodes. We were together all through high school, it also helped that she was my grade as well.

I was tall compared to everyone else, about six-two. I'm very fit, broad, spiked black hair, hazel eyes. My friends thought that if the old Tekken games were to ever be made into a movie, I'd be able to play Jin Kazama from it because of how close I looked to him. But the difference was that I had a full but short beard, he didn't. I was also taller and English while he's Japanese.

I was starting quarterback of the varsity football team along with my friends, Curtis Roberts, Ali Kharrazi and Christopher Woolsey. Curtis and Ali were lineman while Chris was a running back. Ali was five-eight, shorter brown hair, a little bigger than the rest of us but he sure had muscle on him. We all called him "Tank" because no one could get past him once he stepped into the field. Curtis was six-three, a buzzed ginger, a little bigger than me and he was "Bulldozer," because whoever stood in his way on the field, got run over. Chris was called "Flash" because not only was he skinnier and lightweight, it was hard for almost anyone to keep up with him once he got the ball.

Then came the night before our high school graduation. We all decided to go out and celebrate because we'd finally made it to the end of high school and to top it off, we all got football scholarships to the University of Texas. But as the sun began to set that day, I never knew nor did I think of how much my life might change the very next day. Because not only was it our graduation, it was also my eighteenth birthday. My name, is Dante Russo, and this is my story.