The Seventh of January

The beginning

The Seventh of January the day when it all started. It was like any other day, me getting drunk as fuck at the bar from night till day. Again Andrew my captain shit talking to other officer and getting angry for being late. When he gets angry at me I'll just tune out and think about the happy days when I were just a kid not having a care in the world, playing with my brothers Joseph and Tyler from dust till dawn. Going home and eat my mom's famous meatloaf and talk about things that bother us. Then sitting in front of the TV watching football with my dad. That was when life was simple but when Joseph dies everything was good just disappeared. Me, Joseph and Tyler was just play at the church then a priest came in with a gun chanting "May God set us free"and then he saw me and pointed the gun in my direction and said "You!The Gods has chosen you to be their new sacrifice"then I heard a 'BANG!' before I even know what just happened. Joseph was on the floor motionless with a blank dead eyes. He jumped in front of the bullet to save me. I grabbed a glass wine bottle on Father James table and ran at the priest and stabbing him in the face before he shoot again. My hand just move by itself. His face was at a caved in the bits of brain was scattered every where. His blood mixed with my tears. When our neighbors came in they were just horrified. My dad looked at me. I know he doesn't see his son no more but he just see a monster. I've tried to explain but to everyone that I din't kill him but no one belived me because they say that Father James won't do something like this , so I said Tyler seen it all but when we looked Tyler he was standing there, shocked to the point that he was petrified. The police came they found my finger prints on  the handgun eventhough I din't touch it they said that all evidence show that I was the killer and then they arested me. I was in prison for 2 years before they release me. When I went home my dad was already packed my stuff. He said "You need to go NOW!" I tried talking to him and he punched I saying "You better fucking go before I bring my shotgun out here and kill you just like you killed Joseph. I ran to for my life and end up in New York city. I lived 3 years in the street before getting adopted by a kind men named George Von Gov. He raised me feed me and give me a new named "John L'élu" L'élu means 'The way' when was 19 he was killed and I was determined to become a detective and find his killer. I spend 4 year in NYPD Academy. When I became a detective I found the killer he was a hitman named Lucas Avutski. He was hired by a enemy company Michael Keven. It was easy to prove that he was a killer. Because I made a contract with that won't arrest him if he give evidence against Michael Keven. I gave me secret recording of him and Michael exchanging  money and recording of calls between him and Michael. When I busted him I was promoted instantly to Lead Investigator.