Historias de Gentleyounger

A short story about a woman on the bus who notices a strange teenager during her ride. But she's soon about to learn the reason why the boy doesn't smile.

The kid who lived on his own under the bridge only to be found by a police man on his own, his name was Death. He was the one everyone stared at, mocked at, laughed at. He was the kid people forgot about, thought about, talked about. He was the boy who everyone pushed away, yelled away, prayed away. The kid who survived on his own nearby the city only to drown 'cause of humanity, his name was Death. He was the one that everyone hated, dissapointed, failled. He was the kid everyone cried for, wished for, laughed for. He was the boy who everyone feared, cheered, heard. He was the one who ruled the existence of every soul, he was Death.

Mayhem, the famous murderer of NYC who's on the run for the cops while continuing to kill everyone who deserves it, has never showed mercy before in his whole life. Never he allowed anyone to get away, let alone save anyone in his whole life. He was powerful, feared by every breathing being on the planet. He got never caught, he never changed and never fell in any traps. But wheter it's destiny or Cupid, he did fall in love.