Roughly a month had passed since John graduated from highschool . He had managed to graduate within the top twenty positions in his class. Now he had two options, either to apply to a college or join the workforce.
One Tuesday evening, John was returning home from New York with his family as they had gone for an extended family occasion.
They were passing through Harlem, driving behind a black Mercedes G Wagon when they stopped at a red light.
Soon John watched ast wo mid sized sedans sped from the other side of the road , one of them blocked the front of the Mercedes while the other one as there was no space behind the Mercedes because the Crawfords car was directly behind the Mercedes parked by the side .
John immediately sensed that something was wrong and immediately six men disembarked from the sedans armed with automatic rifles and sub machine guns . Surprisingly they did not attack the Mercedes but turned to the Crawfords car.
" Get down !" John shouted as he lay down as much as he could .
Bullets sprayed and glass shattered as the men fired a burst into the car with John and his family in it.
He survived, but his parents did not. They had not even moved when the bullets riddled their bodies with holes.
Tha assailants had long shifted their focus on the G Wagon which was their main target.
The Mercedes however was bullet proof which resisted the barrage of bullets but was about to cave due to the continued firing on the same spots .
Whilst their attention was on the Mercedes, John crawled out of the vehicle with almost no scratch on him . Armed with only a box cutter, he approached the first three men whose backs were turned on him slowly and when he was within reach, he yanked on the collar of one of the assailants causing him to lose his footing and fall back as John used the momentum of his fall to slice his neck with a box cutter causing blood to spray out. Due to reflex action , the man's hand still squeezed the trigger as John proceeded to use him as a human turret killing another assailant. The third fired in John's direction but John was using his teammates body as a shield and with no place to hide the assailant was met with a burst bullets from the SMG.
By now the others had noticed the commotion and had started creeping around to accost John .
John on the other hand took a pistol tucked in the shirt of one of the men he had just killed , checked the magazine and turned off the safety .
He then took a deep breath listening as the attackers were closing in. As soon as the first one poked the barrel of his gun from the side of the Mercedes, John immediately grabbed the barrel upwards redirecting the bullets upwards while firing to shots in his attackers chest.
Before the others could pop out, they heard sirens. The two remaining attackers turned an fled to their car in an attempt to escape. The last thing they heard was two shots as bullets hit one in the chest and the other in the neck ending their lives.
Just then the police cars rolled through and police men with their side arms pointing out of their windows screamed at him ,
" Put the weapon down now"
" Get down on your knees"
"Get on the ground now"
These were the words that were shouted by the officers on the scene and John not wanting to join the casualties calmly placed the gun on the floor, took a step back and knelt on the floor with his hands behind his head as he was handcuffed by the officers and put in the back of a police cruiser which then transported him to the police precinct for booking.
When they arrived at the police station, John was immediately put in an interogation room and was left to stew for a while.
In the police lobby two detectives , detectives Herman and Shaw approached the arresting officer Paul.
" Hey Paulie, what did the kid do?" Herman asked .
Paul took a deep breath before answering " That kid just wacked a couple of mob guys down at Harlem. I ain't ever seen nothing like it before, shiit was brutal".
" Shaw you gonna take this one ? " Herman asked to confirm if they would be investigating the case.
" Why not , it's an open and shut case" Shaw replied.
Just then four men and a woman all in dark suits walked up to the desk sergeant. The woman pulled out a badge and showed it to him.
" I'm special agent Emilia Barnes,FBI, we are here for the suspect you just arrested."
After some back and forth with the police captain of the precinct and some paperwork John was handed over to the FBI who then moved him to the federal plaza where the FBI office was located.
He was then placed in an interogation room for thirty six hours , with no water and no food but he sat there motionless with his eye forward and no emotion on his face whatsoever.
By 4pm on Thursday, special agent Emilia walked into the interrogation room carrying a file and a laptop .
Special agent Emilia or rather supervisory special agent Emilia was the agent in charge of the FBI New York office. She usually introduced her self as just a special agent so people would underestimate her as she will end up proving them wrong.
She also gave off a strict grandmother vibe even though she was maybe in her mid thirties .
She sat down opening the files showing the crime scene photos to to John to gauge his reaction.
She then opened her laptop and played security footages from that day which showed the moment of the attack from when they blocked the exits to the moment they killed John's parents and the moment when John killed the assailants.
" We've reviewed the footage John, and we know that you acted in self defense but help me understand something, you are just a regular kid who just turned eighteen and graduated highschool without any military training but still you were able to take down six armed men alone." Emilia said.
" I am waiting for the question agent Emilia " John replied.
" Who are you John? That's my question "
John then took a deep breath before replying, " I don't think there is a reason for me to stay here any longer, please allow me to bury my dead parents."