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Before The A$AP Mob I was Rakim Mayers 

"So what you gone do?" I asked Blunt as I chocked him for truth. He could barely breath or get a sense of air as my hands strangle the living life out of him. His veins popped out his forehead. His eyes turned the color of red. He was scared for his life as he begged for air. Please in his eyes but my anger look besides that. Eye to eye as I watched his eyes slowly roll back. He no longer had life in him. I unhand Blunt and he fell on the ground... Lifeless. I looked at him with sudden vexation or anger. I didn't get any useful information out of him. 

"Fuck." I yelled, kicking him in the face with my bare foot. I took out a rag and wiped my DNA off his neck. I walked out of the crime scene pissed. I entered my car only wishing everybody would stay out my way or even dare to try talk to me. I sighed with ill temper before I started my car. 

"Rakim Mayers, How lovely to finally meet you?" A mistress or lady in the back of my car seat said with a gently but soft tone. Not mention she had a gun pointed to my head. I sat there contemplating on my next move. 

"No reason to meet in a car. Its called a date Miss and just to be clear I did not flirt nor did I try to talk to you in such manner. In fact a women who has a gun pointed towards my head lead me to believe you're an enemy. And have no reason to want to meet me." I said firmly. 

She started laughing. I studied her like a book. Knowing her next move. I yanked the pistol out of her hand as she tried to jump in the front seat. I was in possession of the pistol and she had already got in the front seat. I pointed the gun towards her ears. 

"Your ear.. You know what I want you to do with it? Listen. I am abnormal not like the rest of these niggas. So if you think for one second you were going to murk or kill me? You dead ass wrong. Your brain ain't functioning right. Teyana Taylor, 17. Born poor, parents no where to be found, got rape at the age of 6, stolen by the VNMS to be created into a spy, killed 35 bodies, lives by the Bee Hive, never had a lover, and a shallow bitch with no heart." I said with no breath or a blink. 

She twisted my arm as she gain back control of the gun. I crossed my arm knowing she not crazy enough to kill me. I sat there with a smirk. Turned to look at her laughing. I kept my grin on my face. 

"Someone likes me enough to study me." She said with a smile. 

"Far from that." I stated. 

"Amethyst Amelia Kelly, better know as Iggy, 18, Sydney ; Australia,  forced out of Australia at the age of 7, parents dead by the GPK, dropped out of school at the age of 16, stolen by GPK to be created a spy, no longer a spy cause she didn't complete her previous mission with The J's she tried to kill Rakim Mayers but seen Pretty Ricky who is apparently alive and no one but Rakim Mayers was aware of this. Which brings us back to VMNS who sent me here to kill you and get information out of you, but I am not going to kill you." She said smoothly as she took the bullets out. 

"And why is that?" I questioned. 

"You come from such an brilliant family? Nobody ever gets informations from the Mayers Family and I have proof of that fact cause you just chocked the living life out of Paul Mayers, your uncle, who was which the reason your father got put into prison. I want to be out of VMNS. They've threaten to kill my mother for so long and just recently I found out she died 7 years ago dued to cancer. I figured you could help since I'm clearly not the enemy and I'm risking my life by not completing my mission and not killing you." She said all in one breath and handed me the pistol. 

"What can I do to help?" I asked needing her on my side. 

"I am a computer minded genious, black belt in karate, never dated, never cried, dont sleep, I work, work, work, and work." She told me in a fast way. 

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