The Gangleader

Prologue

Jacksons POV

The fresh hint of air hit my nose as I walk into the darkness, heading towards the dark alley where I told my Gang to meet me. They had a task to fetch someone for us to torture, we do this every once a month, grab some unlucky stranger from the streets, bring them to a dark alley and torture them for satisfaction.

A smile crept up my mouth from thinking of all the screams, begs and pleads I would hear not too long from now.

I adjust my mask and my hoodie. Now entering in the dark alley, I see six of my gang members surrounding a body with a bag over the victim's head holding down the small body. I took another inhale of my joint before throwing it onto the damp ground.

"What have we got here," I say, with a slight smirk crawling up my face. The boys pushed the stranger onto the ground, still having the clothed bag covering the victims face.

"A girl." One of my members said smirking.

"She was a hassle all right." another chimed in, taking a long hit of his joint.

"Alright, Scott." I respond, walking up to him and hitting his joint out his hand, "Where did you find her." I continue, shoving my hands in my pockets. 

"She was walking on the side of the street, we jumped her and covered a bag over her head." he replied, lighting another joint between his fingers, "She kept screaming and crying, you know how it goes. She's a pretty little thing though." He finished smirking, connecting his joint to his lips. The other members agreed with smirks crawling onto their lips. 

"Alright, let's see," I smirk, walking in front of the victim, grabbing her roughly.

I yank the cloth off her head, her dark, brown, hair flying everywhere. She was on her knees with her head facing down. I grabbed her face roughly, revealing the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. She had light green and brown eyes, that were now bloodshot and puffy. She had long brown hair that spilled over her shoulders, and her cheeks were flushed, probably from crying.

"P-please don't hurt me!" she cried, begging on her knees. 

I froze there locked into her beautiful hazel, green eyes. What the hell am I doing? What is wrong with me? I don't know what's going on, I've never felt this way and it's not going to change now.

My grip tightened, throwing her roughly onto the ground. 

"Do whatever you'd like with her." I said quietly, "and meet me back home when you've finished." I say, turning to walk away.

Screams and pleading came from her, I heard belts jingle from behind me and weapons being pulled out. Along with faint conversations, I couldn't quite make out.

"Please!, Please don't hurt me!" I heard from the distance.

I stopped in the middle of the alley and knew for a second I'd regret this decision.

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