Prologue
The summer heat in Texas was at full blast. The heat rays could be visibly seen as a thick musky haze radiating around various things. I sluggishly made my way over to the corner store to grab myself a cooling green tea to beat the heat. The sound of the door to the store heard opening and closing behind me as I grabbed two large canned teas from the cooler.
"..no trouble.."
I wondered for a brief second what I heard but for some reason just couldn't care enough to put more energy into what strangers were up to. I grab a bag of spicy chips as I make my familiar rounds through the shop.
"Do it or ill blow your Fucking brains out!"
The situation that had been playing out as I grabbed my things has reached its conclusion as I see two men run off with a pillowcase of whatever amount money the register had in it. The guy behind the counter still shaken up as he calls the police. (Great now I have to wait before this guy rings me up..) I thought to myself as another employee walks up to the register from the back.
"W-will that be all?" The shaken up worker asked as he rang up my items.
I looked inside my wallet and realized there's not going to be any change for my 20$ bill. I place the bill on the counter and sigh.
"Guess you wouldn't happen to have change for the 20 now huh?"
Though i wasn't joking the worker laughed as he bagged my items.
"We also accept card-"
I simply take my bag of goods and wave my hand around saying that its fine as I leave the store. (Haaaaaah what a paaaain that's all the money ill have for two days what a shame) I thought to myself as I made my way back home on foot.
As I made my way down the road the occasional siren could be heard in one direction and the odd gunshot from time to time in various other directions around me from some unknown distance away. (So pathetic that people rely on guns) I thought to myself as I fantasize about how easily id take down my foes who are armed. *I often would day dream such scenarios to pass the time*
The sun was almost completely set as I turned onto my street and gazed at the sky admiring the colors the sun produced. Though the captivating wonder I had is always ruined when I look back at the road my apartment was on, filled of litter, cracks and potholes, along with passed out drunks or druggies causing me to audibly sigh. (Just because we live in the ghetto it doesn't mean people have to make it look like we do) I thought to myself as I selfishly step over some unconscious dude laying in the middle of the side walk.
"-op!...e alone!-"
I sigh as I prepare myself mentally for another domestic dispute. Though as I take the shortcut through an alleyway that some homes used for their trash bins I see a young girl not much younger than me being robbed at gun point. I just shrug and mind my own business as I attempt to pass them confident from experience that as long as I don't acknowledge them they'd in turn leave me alone as well.
"D-don't touch me!"
"Too bad your friend ran away otherwise wed have one for each of us!"
Tch what scumbags. The sickos probably love this part. I'll just past by an-
"H-help me!" The girl pleads as she reaches out to me.
"damn it.." I say out loud as I spin around and charge the two men.
(OK before they can react I need to eliminate the threat as quickly as possible) I Successfully catch one of the guys off guard kicking his legs out from under him then spiking his head into the ground before stomping on his jaw. (OK one down now I just) I throw my bag at the other guy filled confidence. The cans inside hit his face as I hear him shout something from the pain as I start to charge.
*Bang!*
Suddenly my body grows heavy and it stops listening to me. (Huh why cant I move? Was I hit? I don't feel any pain? No time!) I look up to face the man and everything is slowed down, the bag not even fallen enough to see his face .
*Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat*
My body moves at the impact of each shot as it buckles and begins to fall.
"huh?" Was all I could make out before I hit the ground as a pool of red starts to form from the blood oozing out of the several gun shots wounds I've sustained.
"Someone call for help!"
The world around me starts to blur as everything slowly goes dark.
"Oh god please! Someone! Anyone!"
(huh I guess this is it? I die from being too weak to even save a girl? How pathetic) I curse my life and everything that led up to this. (Guess I should at least look at the face of the girl I saved before my souls dragged to hell) But before my eyes could focus in everything goes black.