Prologue 1

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"I want you to tell me exactly what you said and who you told." Keith's eyes narrowed, glaring daggers at the man that was bound to the chair. The blonde seemed spent, his head lulled to the side just barely able to keep ahold of consciousness. He was covered in bruises and an array of other injuries all ranging in severity.

"I d-didn't say anything. I swear!" He said raising his head up just enough to look into Keith's dark purple eyes that were full of hatred and anger.

Keith sighed as he twirled his blade between his fingers Keith was starting to get very irritated with the Blondie. He was sick of sitting in this dark abandoned building only with the eyes of his gang and the screams if the traitor to keep him company.

"This is your last chance Justin. Tell. Me. The truth." Keith said as he stood up from his rusted metal chair.

"Screw you." Justin said as he glared up at Keith. Keith stared down at the older man. He finally had enough and reached for his hand gun.

"Fine, have it your way." With that, keith placed the gun against the mans head and pulled the trigger.

"Coran, why did you ask me to come with anyways? Isn't this supposed to be a little dangerous. I mean, we are talking with THE Keith. One of the youngest and most infamous gang leaders in New York City." Lance said, tugging on the strap of his blue back pack.

Coran gave him a small shrug of his shoulders. "Well, I thought you might need a small change of pace."

"And what do you mean by that? If it's about the accident I told you I am completely fine." Lance said as he stopped near the exit of the air port.

Coran stopped and turned towards his nefew, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Lance, you have barely left your room since you were unable to get through the competition. Your not fine."

"I-"

"Coran! Over here!" A white haired women called out from across the air port. She waved at them over all of the heads that were bustling around, all trying to reach a different destination.

"Ah, there is our ride, come Lance, lets get out of this over stuffed building." Coran said as he pats lances shoulder. And turns to walk towards the white haired women.

"It is nice to finally meet you, Lance. I have heard so much about you from your dear Uncle." She says as she gives Lance a warm smile.

"Lance meet Allura, she is a friend I met way back. She helped me out on one of my stories." Coran said as he gives Allura a warm smile. Allura only seemed to be a little older than Lance, her beautiful white hair cascaded around her shoulders and her blue eyes seemed almost too beautiful to be real.

"Helped is an understatement. I saved your ass several times." She says with a laugh and a friendly shove their friendly banter continued as they all made their way towards a yellow taxi parked at the curb.

A/n okay so this is a new book inspired by something I fell in love with. If you can guess what it is you can help with editing. Sorry that this is so short lol. Kinda just wanted to introduce the characters so they have a little bit of background. Also art is not mine unless I say it is.

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 23, 2021 ⏰

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