Chapter 1: The begining

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There I was just sitting there in my loving home waiting for the exception of the others, "What kid, if you want something ask before I punch you, I can't read minds, Damn kids!"

I went to go ask my step father what I wanted he never did what I told him something about never wanting a kid in the first place, but it wasn't my fault my dad died it wasn't my fault my mom married that sad excuse for a father figure.
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The next night I went to go to my friends house they were probably what I Called "bullies" but they barely hurt anyone, my mom said stay away from them but thrush is to great for me it's like I'm partying and can't wake up.

My mom came to my friends house and said "what the, didn't I say don't mess with these kids they are bad influences, come on were going home" "come on mom we were just going to stay in and play the Xbox all day" "I SAID COME ON" she said in a growling voice, I was scared I just left.

We wore home, my step dad hit me cause I just left without word, I just layed there and let him hit over, and over, and over, and over again by that time I couldn't feel anything.

He hit my mom sometimes but he told me to pretend it never happened or he will put me in a boarding school for "troubled kids". I tried to leave once but that didn't work because I didn't plan on people putting a $1000,000,000,000 dollar reward, but this time I had a plan.

The beginning of the end:

I had my plan alredy in action all I had to do was find something hard enough...........
I had killed my step father and all he said was "AHHHHHHH!!!" but I kept on going I told him that now he couldn't hurt anyone ever again I thought I was doing the right thing but all my mom saw was a monster in me I explained myself but she tried to call the police I couldn't let that happen so I tied her up and left her to rot, I didn't have the guts to kill her in cold blood she was the closest to family I had

I had to burn down that ugly house the cops would think it was just an accidental fire, but I will always know the truth of what happened that day.
All I heard when I slept was the horrifying screams of my parents I knew I had to protect myself for now on so I learned every skill of martial arts and I soon became a trained assassin to the French mafia I was called "dead man", I was called that because I never lost a fight in my life and whoever fought me didn't live to tell anyone what happened.
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I learned a new skill every day, every second if I wasn't good they would try to kill me, but I was the best assassin in the world no one could take me down and if they tried I would take their heads off and store it for my collection. One day the organisation said I had learned everything in the world I was excited, but I knew I could make myself better I trained harder every day so I wasn't surprised while I was sleep. I had made a friend and his name was "DEADSHOT"

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