Universe one: In the eyes of the broken

Chapter six

Phil entered the dark, crowded bar. He kept his eyes to the ground, careful not to make eye contact with anyone, especially the people he had previous interactions with. He snaked his way through to the back where the one person he needed to talk too was. Finally reaching the back of the bar, he knocked three times on the door. He was greeted with a husky "come in" and with that, he entered the small room.

The man of which he was meeting was the owner of the small bar. But it wasn't an ordinary bar, it was an underground bar. It was filled with criminals of all different crimes. There were rapists, murderers, drug dealers, plenty of drug users. It was a giant hideout for all the terrible kinds of people in the world. Somehow the once sweet innocent Phil had gotten caught up in all of it. Although if he didn't he probably wouldn't be alive today. It made him stronger as a person.

The owner of the bar was one of the most dangerous drug lords of all time. It was a wonder that he had taken Phil in the first place. Phil assumed it was because of the incident that happened that lead to him meeting the drug lord in the first place. A little after Phil was alone, left by his mother, he began looking around. Maybe he did it in hopes of finding his mother, maybe it was to find someone that could lead him in the right direction, or maybe it was out of pure curiosity for as soon as he was left by his mum, he was free to roam as he pleased.

He somehow discovered a small group of rutty, rugged teenagers in a small alley smoking weed. Phil, being the young boy that he was, approached the teenagers without hesitation in order to create conversation and maybe find a new friend to hang out with. He didn't realize they were way too old for his company. "Hi I'm Phil" he introduced himself cheerily waving at the 17-year-old girl in front of him.

The girl accepted his cheery introduction and introduced the rest of the gang. They talked for a while and then eventually they convinced naive little Phil to do something illegal. There was a heroin exchange going on in a subway station downtown. They purposed Phil go and interject the exchange bringing the stolen drugs back to them, promising him true membership in their gang if he did. Phil not knowing the significance of the drug agreed, eager to hang with his cool new friends.

They drove Phil to the station giving him instructions on exactly what to do and then Phil was off. After acquiring the drug he ran, getting pretty damn far, only to be caught later on by one of the big goons. Phil was kidnapped and dragged to the small bar, face to face with the notorious drug lord. Seeing a spark of potential he "hired" Phil and let him go, having the now not so innocent boy do his dirty work.

"I delivered the package, sir," Phil said, never actually aware of the man's real name.

"Great where's the dough," he said watching eagerly as Phil fumbled with the money in his pocket. He pulled out the stack of cash and handed it to the man. He played with it in his hands for a while before handing Phil half of it. There was usually enough money that the man was generous enough to give Phil an equal amount, after all, he was responsible for the safe package delivery.

"Look, Phil," he said flicking the ash off the end of his lit cigar. "I got another gig for you I'm hoping you can handle it." Phil nodded slowly in agreement beckoning him to continue. "You would have to travel to California, Pasadena to be more specific. It's really important and I wanted to see if you were up for it. You can expect a great pay if you succeed"

"Hell yeah, I'm up for it," Phil said an adventure thirsty look in his eyes.

"Fantastic I will be contacting you later with the details but for now you should pack your belongings." He said. Phil nodded and turned to leave gripping his dagger in his right hand just in case as he walked out of the crowded bar.

a/n

sorry for the short chapter i will upload more on monday but ive been really busy so yeah sorry but comment if ur enjoying this. 

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