The King's of New York

Dead Men Walking

"My bravery done failed. My opposition failed. But now they're back again..."

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Leo

12 years ago...

It's been days since I seen my family, my brother, anyone. I've been tied to this chair for what seem like months. My wrists are tender and sore from the thick ropes wrapped around them. I've become so hungry to the point where I'm not anymore. My mouth is completely dry like I've been eating flour.

The room is so hot, that my body is drenched in sweat, but it is also so dark that even with my eyes open I can't even see a silhouette in front of me.

The sound of the door creaking open revealing a sliver of light gains my attention. My eyes find the man that has been slowly breaking me.

"Where is the coordinates to the Sicario house?" He asks eerily calm, but I can't break.

I won't break.

"Did I stutter kid?" He asks as he roughly grabs their causing me to look at him.

Bingo.

I use all my strength to raise both my legs up and kick him in his gut with my feet. He barrels over releasing me, the force of the kick causes my chair to topple backwards. The impact causing the chair to break in pieces.

The man recovers quickly racing towards me. With my hands released from the ropes, I grab two wooden broke chair legs and hop in my feet. He pulls out two daggers and lunges for me.

I block his hits with the wooden sticks and my forearm. The intensity of our fight increases as I smack him with one of the wooden legs. He thaw his dagger and it nearly misses my face as I roll out the way.

Soon we went from weapons to full on fist fight. I raise him an uppercut which he returns and sends a blown to my side, nearly knocking the wind out of me.

Grabbing his collar I use my head and collide it with his causing him to groan. I don't allow him the chance to counter attack as I elbow his shoulder and kneeling his chest.

He falls to his knees cuaghing holding his chest, still trying to fight nonetheless. However, with me still holding onto his shirt, I use it as leverage to knee him in the face, snapping his neck quickly.

Patting him down, I immediately grab his gun and make a way for the door. Being hopeful that there are not guards on the sides of the door, I make my way out.

I sigh with small relief that there aren't any. A sound of explosive going off on the other side of this compound gains my attention as the foundation of it all shakes.

Jack.

The kid had thing for chemistry and if they had any chemicals around here, they just created a walking time bomb. Literally.

I race towards the sounds of destruction, shouts and gunshots. Smoke is everywhere and the side of the compound's roof is caving in as pieces of wood, bricks, and drywall fall everywhere. Small fires laid through out, the impact of the explosion also leaving a giant hole in the wall. The wind from somewhere through the chaos blowing debris.

"Leo! Watch out!" Jack shouts from above and my body instinctively ducks just as bullets fly over my head.

I roll on my back and began shooting at the culprits holding guns.