- I got up and gave my mom a hug and left. I figured I should pay Davinson a visit. When I got there he was looking as if he was feeling better. We talked and I told him about Jamie. He tried to get up but I told him that it wasn't good for him to get out of bed. He stared at the door as if he saw someone he had seen a ghost or someone who wasn't supposed to be alive. When I turned around the person was walking away. I got up and opened the door and saw them walking towards the exit. I ran after them. I chased the person all the way down the block where I lost him or her in turns. I turned back to go to the hospital. I seen the person going back in again. When I got inside they or whoever they were , was gone. I made my way up to the 8th floor where the clerk told me that my friend had a visitor. I rushed to his room door. Once I opened it , his heart stopped. I called the doctors in the room. He wasn't breathing. I seen a needle in his arm that wasn't there before. He died. "Inna lillahi wa inna ilayhi rajiun." It's like whenever I get close to someone they die. When I left the hospital and got into my car , I felt a gun to the back of my head. I took a deep breath thinking it was going to be my last. "Drive", the voice said , he had a mask.
- I felt like I remembered the voice , my head was going through too many thoughts to think about it. I was thinking how my mom would feel if I were dead. How I did all this just to die in the end. How I should've just listened and not been hard-headed from the start. The masked man told me to stop in front of the train station , got out backing up with the gun pointed at me. As he turned and ran. I exhaled heavily for the first couple seconds. I thought I was a goner , now I see how Jamie and all the others felt taking their last breath. My phone rung , "Hello". As salamu alaikum wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu " , he said from the phone. " Wa alaikum salam wa rahmatullah wa barakatuhu " , I replied. "I told you to run and you didn't listen", my dad said angry. "I'm not going to run away like a little bitch and hide out until it's safe , I'm a man , and I'm going to do what I got to do " , I yelled back into the phone. He laughed , "so you a man now ? Tell me what a man does when he wakes up in the morning . Damn sure don't go downstairs and eat CT Crunch with his momma", he said as if he was taking me as a joke. "And a man dont tell his kid to back down from a challenge", I said as a smart remark back. The phone got quiet for awhile. Maybe 5 mins actually. "You really want this huh ? Alright. Your next target is Damon Philips. Take him out and then we'll talk. Leave no trace and I'm not talking about burning his house down. I mean be stealth and quick. Make it silent and in a hurry. Remember , no connections", he said and then hung up. " Insha Allah " , I thought to myself.
- I put two and two together and figured the masked man was Malik. It would make sense that Micks or Rhodes would send him to finish the job they failed. That means that their alive and making moves. That's why he didn't shoot me. That's why he just ran away after going to the obvious place to disappear. Dammit ! Why didn't I think of that when he was here. Always one step ahead of me. I had to relax my mind so I smoked a blunt and went home. When I got there my mom was sitting down straight up and looking at me with a fake smile. I could tell it was fake because my moms doesn't push her cheeks that high when she smiles. Her eyes were pointing to the corner of the bottom of the steps. Before I could draw my gun , "Ah Ah Ah", said the voice as I heard him click the safety off his gun , "toss it over". I did and then someone turned me around and punched me in the face. He knocked me out.
- When I woke up I seen Rhodes , Micks , and Malik standing over me. "About time yo skinny ass woke up Dickhead", Malik said as he picked me up and threw me on the couch next my moms. "About time yo bum ass starting to eat", I said sitting up. Micks and Rhodes took turns beating on and threw me to the floor. My nose was bleeding , my eye was swollen , and my lips were fat from being used as a punching bag. My face covered in blood and made a puddle under me as I heard my mom screaming for them to get off me. Malik started stomping on my ribs and picked me up then slammed me back down , "You shot at my casket Dickhead" , he punched me in the face. "And you gone insult me in front of my people's when I was supposed to be resting in peace", he said as he punch me three more times. After that I honestly couldn't hear him , I was going in and out of consciousness from my injuries. I couldn't really hear any thing for a minute because there was a ringing in my ear from him stopping on my head with his size 11 timberlands. All while they held my moms down and she watched.
- When they did stop taking turns on me , they thought I was dead from all the beatings. Nah , I'm a fighter , not physically , but I wasn't giving up on life as long as I knew they had my moms. "Should I shoot him", Malik asked as he picked up my M911. Damn , getting killed by my own fucking gun. That's a bad ass way to go out in this world. "No , that's lead to an investigation , we'll call it in as a breaking and entering and say the son of a bitch was like this when we got here", Rhodes said. "Dispatch , we got a breaking and entering at 4690 A Street, suspect seems to have escaped on foot , we are in pursuit right now , we have one African American teenage male down inside the residency please send medical", Micks said as they broke some stuff and flipped things over to make it seem real. They took my moms outside and put her in their car and drove off with the door opened. Leaving there on the floor to die.
- By the time medical got there , I was literally on the brink of death. I'd lost too much blood. Even the medic said "Damn , they fucked him up , I don't think he going to make it very far". "Me either", said the driver as they loaded me into the truck. I can't believe these motherfuckers got the nerve to socialize over my dying body. "So what do you want to do ?", asked the medic in the back. "Call Micks and Rhodes since they called it in", said the driver as she buckled up. "Hello Micks ? This Smith , we got your body here and uhh he don't look like he's going to make it. What do you want us to do?", said the medic while flashing a mini light in my eye to see if I was still . "This kid here is a trouble maker , he's been bullying kids and being a want to be thug who tried the wrong one. Just drive 'em around a couple times til he dies and then call it in", he said as he hung up. "What'd he say ?", asked the driver as she started the ambulance. "Drive em around a couple times until he dies".
- They must've been in a parking lot because I felt my body going around in circles. They were laughing and joking about how dumb I was to fuck with Micks and Rhodes. I couldn't blame them , I felt the same way. Until they started telling stories about what they did with the other bodies. They might've thought I was dead but I listened to every word , from the 26 year old prostitute they buried on top of someone else's grave to the 53 year old man they killed on purpose by pumping too much electricity in his heart then burying his body by the river. After about 20 minutes of circles. They checked and seen I was still alive , though barely breathing. "This nigga here just won't give up." , said the medic as he sighed. He called Micks back and they agreed to take me to the hospital and Rhodes would take care of it. By it , they mean me.
- Before we pulled out the parking like I heard a crash. Someone rammed their truck right into the ambulance. The driver was down , but not dead. The medic in the back was looking around to see what happened. Before he knew it someone popped open the back doors and shot him right in the head. About 2 or 3 people took me while I was still connected to the stretcher. "Don't worry , your dad sent us to get you", said of the people. They cleaned off the gun and put the gun in the drivers hands. They put a brick on the pedal so the ambulance drove right into a pole. It made it look like the driver turned around shot the medic but when she turned back around she ran into a pole. The driver sat up confused and looked back to see the medic dead with a gun in her hand. She saw the cars putting me in the back and loading up. She tried to shoot at us but the rest of the bullets were blanks. Her leg was jammed so she couldn't escape.
- Once we pulled off , the cops came and arrested the driver in connection to her murder. Meanwhile I was still dying and passed out. When I woke up I was in a facility with body parts in mini refrigerators. "Your finally awake", said the voice. It on a tv screen above me. "Yeah", I said trying sit up grunting , "where am I?". "Lay down , it's best you rest your injuries. Your in a safe secure facility. Your body is being healed at this moment due to the medicine I've given you and the surgery. All you need is a couple of days of rest maybe a week or two and you'll be fine", said the voice on the screen. I'd never seen him before but he appeared to know what he was talking about because I was feeling better. "I don't have a couple of days" , I said still trying to get up , "My moms in danger". "I know , your father has us working around the clock and were pursuing them now", said the voice. "Who are you and how do you know my father?", I asked laying back down with ease. "My name isn't important , just call me Scott for the time being , but I'm the team leader of your fathers special task force", said "Scott". " We were created over the past six years on different missions , in different places , at different times , but now we're here to help you. We're practically capable of doing anything from medical , to physically combat , to weapons gear , to bio specialist. We have all the qualifications.", he added. For a moment I was confused , but I got the bigger picture. "So where's my father now?", I asked. "Nobody knows , he comes and goes. Like a shadow , always there but never seen unless he wants to be", said Scott as he started to look at the digital monitors.
- Only thing I could do was think about was my parents. I was supposed to take out Damon Philips but I couldn't because I was beaten and now I'm here. What a disappointment. "Can I ask you a question ?", I asked as I became curious. "Sure kid , anything you want" , said Scott. "What ever happened to Damon Philips?", I asked. Everyone on the other side of the monitor started laughing. "He was taken out easy", said Scott as joked around with the rest of the team. "Who are they?" "Their the rest of my team. You'll meet them in due time , for now , you rest", he said as he clicked off his side of the monitor. This was all complicated but I was glad I was safe and everything was going as planned.
