Anything But

"Bastard!"the man in the alley spat out. The man, covered in fresh bruises and cuts glared at the me as I sat on a nearby crate filing my nails. Just because I was a gang leader didn't mean I had a reason to be unhygienic.

"You won't get away with this!" the man yelled, filling his voice with as much malice as he could muster. I looked at him with disinterest before fully taking in his appearance. I could feel a smirk creeping it's way onto my face.

"My God!" I laughed. "You look like something out of a bad horror film!" I somehow managed to say in-between laughs. Blood covered most the man's face and he had more than a couple damaged internal organs as blood now seeped out of his mouth as well. It was truly a sight to behold.

The man looked at him with pure disdain. He had orders from his leader to take care of a rival gang that had been, and I quote, "more than a little of a pest lately". Unfortunately for the guy we knew he was coming and my boys got him to the ground before he could even throw a punch.

I haven't even got off this crate since he arrived. I could tell I was pissing the guy off because he's been glaring at me. I gotta give the guy props though, he hasn't even tried to run away. The guy has kinda grown on me. Maybe I could get him out of here, with a message to his boss without too much emotional scarring.

Then again maybe not.

"I can't believe Nikko sent me out here over some pathetic gang leader who can't even fight his own battles like some little bitch!" He yelled, blood falling onto the ground with every word.

The nail file in my hand snapped in half as I slid off the crate. I took the knife out of my pocket and twirled it between my fingers, the metal shining dangerously in the moon light. I crouched down infront of the man