15 years ago, a beautiful baby with raven black hair and icy blue almost grey eyes, was put outside of an orphanage in the middle of December. She stayed there for eleven years. She was bullied and beaten by others. None of the adults cared to stop it either. Quite frankly the place should have been shut down.
Once I was turned fourteen, I left that place. By left I mean I burnt that bitch to the ground. I ran and ran until I had to stop in an alley. Since I was running from the cops. Luckily, I had always kept a couple of throwing knives in my pocket. I got them from the place I go to train at night. At night when everyone was asleep, I went out the window and went to a training gym where I learned how to throw knives, fight, and shoot guns.
I'm pretty sure that it was a place for gangs to go practice but no one ever said anything so I didn't care. I was still in the alleyway when I heard people talking. I listened carefully. I heard a total of what I think is six men's voices. I went to leave the alley when my stupid ass self tripped over my own foot. Fuck.
"Well, well, well. Who have we here?" A man with and Italian accent said as he turned from the car. He had an ugly smug face as well but was built by literal gods.
Fuck, FuCk, fuckity FUCK! All of a sudden my body is put in auto pilot and my legs start running. I ran as fast as I could but heard the men gaining on me. I turned down another alley and hid behind a couple trashcans while three of the man came down the alley while the rest stood at the entrance. Luckily I was prepared tonight and had a total of four knives strapped on my thigh.
I took all the knives and slowly came out from behind the trashcans. I threw a knife into everyone of the men's heads that were in front of me. Immediately killing them. Then I looked up and saw the man in the middle of the entrance coming at me. I threw my last knife at his head.
The last two men started to come up to me slowly and and I made a plan. I started running and felt a hand on my waist. I turned around and flipped back and used my legs to grab the man around his neck and flip him to the ground. I did this to distract him so I could get his gun. It worked but I have to work fast. I quickly stood up dodging the other man's bullet as he shot. It went into the head of the man under me. I then got up and he threw a couple punches.
I dodged all of them and then tripped and shot him. I let out a deep breath and started to walk away. I start to feel faint but blew it off because I thought it was just the adrenaline I was feeling. Then the next thing I know, I'm welcoming the darkness.
I wake up and look at my surroundings. I'm in a basement? Or a cell? I can't tell the difference. I'm tied to a chair so I can't get up. I realize I still have a little knife in my boot that I forgot about earlier. I slowly got my boot to my hand and got it. Once I undid the ropes I sat there and waited. Pretending that I didn't untie them. About what I think is twenty minutes, a man comes in. He looks to be in his early thirties.
"What's your name?"
I just look at him and I shake my head because I don't give my name to people I don't trust. He starts to get frustrated from the way his eyebrows furrow together. He then comes closer and kneels down in front of me.
"I said, whats. Your. Name?"
"I don't my name to those I don't trust. I can't risk it." I say truthfully and he just looks at me. No emotion. Just cold and empty.
"Well then, what were you doing in the alley were my men were?"
"Can't say that until I trust you so move onto the next question." I stated bluntly. Then the man's eyes got flames in them. Fuck.
"How did you take down my men? You can't be over 10?"
"I train."
"And who do you train with?"
"I train myself, the only person I have is myself. So I don't train with anyone else. Also, I'm 14." I answer truthfully and see his eyes soften.
"So, why won't you tell me your name?" He had a softer tone to his voice than he did before.
"Because the cops are after me." He looks shocked.
"Uh, Wow. Why?"
"I burnt down the place I was at for the past eleven years." I shrugged. He just stared at me and seemed suprised.
"Where were you?"
"An awful orphanage. The sunshine orphanage. Nothing about that shithole was sunshiney."
He stifled his laugh after I said that.
"Ok kid, what if I adopted you? I mean its the least I can do. I don't think you were spying on my men. But I still don't binder stand how you killed all my top men. They are the best out of my whole mafia family." My eyes widened when he said that.
What have I gotten into...
