Locked In

Creed, all who heard the name feared the man behind the name; it was enough to send shivers down one's spine. H-Town was his playground, and the people were his toys, emotionless void of feeling. However, one wrong move, one mistake, cost him his freedom, and the act of betrayal he refused to forgive. Wild by nature, cunning like a snake, and snared by heart, who could tame him?

Locked in a Prison, running things from a cell, stacking up bodies even from behind the jail. Creed only had one goal: Revenge. He sipped on hatred daily, and that only fueled the fire. He didn't trust people, don't get to close you might be a body might catch a body.

He told himself that constantly, he knew what his plan was, and yet still confusion arose and temptation skyrocketed. Especially when the enemy comes too close.