WolfTamer Backstories

Bane • Kon Artis

TW: Mentions of Abuse, Excessive Violence, Gang Violence, Drugs, and Death

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Skipping school I had to have nuts just to do it
Got bored and became truant
When I had the gall to go I just couldn't do it
I was lured into corners by this peer pressure shit
How would you feel if you was held by the tip of a barrel
Getting threatened to get your skin ripped to bone marrow
Revelation - D12

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Something was bound to go wrong. The signs were always there.

Declan Bane was born on December 7th. Throughout most of his childhood, he seemed like any other kid. But that all changed when he was 7 years old.

Only a block away , someone got shot and killed. And then Declan realized what those loud bangs that he sometimes heard actually were...

From that point on, Declan changed. He was emotionless and often times aggressive.
As he got older, it became clear that he knew the different between right and wrong, he just didn't care.
He would constantly get into fights as a way to prove himself, believing that the best defense is good offense.

Declan's father, Raden, continued to try to teach him right from wrong. But at some point, he ended up crossing the line.
All that proved to Declan, was that aggression is the answer to his problems.

By 15, Declan started to become bored with his life. At school, he was starting fights on the daily and other highschoolers were afraid of him. And at home.. well.. things were better at school.
Finally Bane had had enough. That night, he tried to run away from home. Of course, he was found.

That didn't discourage him however. Instead of outright running away from home, he would act like he was going to school, but he never would show up. It became a habit and he was constantly skipping school.

At 16, he was forced to go back.

The first day he went back, he noticed a few different highschoolers seemed to follow him around, trying to get his attention. At first, Declan didn't worry much about it.

A week of this had gone by, and all of a sudden he wasn't being followed anymore. But then it happened...

After school, he was jumped by gang members, the same people that kept following him. Holding him at gun point, they gave him a choice. Join them, or die.

By age 16, Declan had dropped out of high school and joined the 7 Mile Bloods. Over the next few months, Bane worked hard to prove himself and earn respect. Everyday he did "work": spray painting, robbing people, drive bys. Whatever they asked of him, he did without hesitation.

Over time, Declan learned how to use various weapons. Rifles, shotguns, pistols, SMG's, knives, and even improvised weapons such as Molotovs and bombs. He lived by the gun.

Within the next year, he became the "hitman" for the 7 Mile Bloods. Most commonly, he was the one fighting the gang's wars. It was a dangerous job, but someone had to do it.

At around age 19, Declan was introduced to drugs for the first time. And, like most of the gang, he ended up dealing drugs. But he wanted something more. He wanted to make the most of this.
So he started to scam people.

The first scam he did was claiming to sell weed, and giving them "shake" instead. Shake is what's found at the bottom of the bag. In other words, very low quality.

The second one was a similar concept. Declan would sell weed, but there was a catch. The weed was laced with fentanyl and resulted in a fentanyl overdose.

The third scam centered around his role in the SMB. He claimed to be a hitman and from there, he would fake the entire exchange. Declan would tell the victim that the target was dealt with and they need to bring him the money they owed. When they showed up, Declan would pull a gun on them and order them to hand over the money, but he would always find a way to get more money out of his victims. Once he got what he wanted, he would pretend to let them leave. But the second they turned their back to him, he shot and killed them.

Things were going well for Declan.

But all that came to an end when he scammed the wrong person. A man known as MAC Viper.

Like many times before, Declan claimed that he sold weed, but gave him shake instead. It took a quick turn however. Instead of trying to call Declan, Viper showed up later that day. As Declan attempted to leave, Viper pulled a gun on him.
"Look, you're gonna give me what I fuckin paid for."

"Or you'll what."

Viper cocked the gun and stared him down. "You want to test me?"

"Fine, whatever." Declan sighed and went to get something out of his car. Moments later, he came back and handed a bag to Viper. "There, now leave me the fuck alone."

That night, Viper would hand one of his homeboys a joint and tell him to try it. Knowing Declan was a scammer, Viper didn't trust the weed he was given.
Moments after the gang member lit the joint and took a hit off of it, he fell to the ground and quickly went unconscious. He would later die from an overdose.

The next week, Declan would get a call from someone asking for a "favor". The man needed someone killed, and he didn't care what he had to do.
Seeing an opportunity, Declan agreed to meet up with him.

The following day, Declan would show up at the location they agreed on. Only a few minutes later, the man he talked to finally showed up. The two would talk and the man handed Declan some money.

"What'd you say your name was again?" Declan asked, glancing over at the man as they walked into an alleyway.

"Just call me Blaze," the man glanced around then made eye contact with Bane. "You remember what I told you?"

"Yeah you want this gang member killed, right?"

"Yeah I'm pretty sure he's a member of SMB. He killed my brother," Blaze explained. As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Declan's hand. Almost like he was waiting for something.
The second Declan reached for his gun, Blaze shoved him against a wall and pinned him, pressing his arm against Declan's neck. "Got you blood mutt," Blaze growled as he pulled a knife from his pocket.

"The hell-" Declan froze as he felt a sharp pain. Then another. Blood covered his arms as Blaze repeatedly cut him. He tried to free himself from Blaze's grip, but the older man was much stronger than him.
"I didn't even fuckin do anything to you!"

Blaze looked him in the eyes and smirked coldly. "I said I wanted a member of SMB dead. That he killed my brother... You killed my 42 brother.."

Suddenly Blaze let go of him. But before Declan could escape, Blaze drove the knife into his chest. "And by the way.. The name's Blaze-47. I'm a real hitman." Blaze ripped the knife out and slashed him twice across the chest, forming an x. Declan fell to his knees. Two more slashes on his arm, carving another x.
"It's people like you, I have no mercy for. Con Artist."