Blade
It was around 2:30am in the morning in south side of the city when there was a gun shot. Gangsters. Territorial issues. These issues have been occurring more frequently and getting more violent everyday. Not even in the gang wars 5 years ago was it this bad. Greed seems like the only thing that fueled the hatred and anger that tears the city to the hands of the mobsters.
The Serpentinas Italian Mafia held this area in this territory for over 15 years. Lead by Luciano Ferrara.
El Rica new founded gang looking to expand territory into Serpentina Territory leading to tensions . Lead by Dominic Salvador.
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17 year old Blade had been on the streets for a while. 10 years to be exact. To him the streets was the only home that he has that made him feel safe but not safe as in secure safe as in he didn't have to hide who he is. Previously he had lived with a lady,not his mother, until he was 7. Until he had witnessed what no child should ever see. Murder. Murder of the one person who actually showed him love. And not just any love but a motherly love that he had none experience of.
Due to this Blade felt like he lost something that can't be replaced. He felt that he couldn't revive a love like that ever again. He felt that those around him slowly disappeared into the depths of oblivion. Disappeared from out of his grasp and sight. He could no longer emphasise with those around him.
Blade had learnt to defend himself from small town thugs who price to take advantage of those weaker than them. But at what price? The price was of endless restless nights of battles that he faced in order to survive.
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Blade was staring into the starry night. With the constant fires of guns he was humming to himself. Humming a tune that he heard a while ago 'don't worry, about a thing' 'cos every little thing is gunna be alright' Blade smiled to this. Who ever wrote this must of been high. He chuckled softly to himself. His face dropped quickly. He sighed. He didn't want to be here. He didn't want to be born into this world. He didn't want to live with the constant threat of getting shot and killed.
Loud footsteps were approaching him. Steel toed capped boots. Blade lept up on to his feet. It was Luciano. Luciano is a man in his 50s and is in charge of one of the biggest gangs in the city the Serpentinas.
'I see,' Luciano murmured. Blade gulped he wasn't expecting Luciano here in this area and especially not standing infront of him.
Luciano sighed almost as if he was bored. 'Well I suppose we need to get rid of this issue here, shoot him.' Blade froze. Luciano was pointing directly at him.
Rosie
Meanwhile on the northern side of the city it was quite peaceful. Rosie who had recently just turned 18 was staring at her ceiling of her bedroom. She couldn't sleep. She didn't know what was keeping her up but something deep inside of her was keeping her up. Was it the stars. They shone so bright. Almost as if they were showing the reflection of the world beneath them. Rosie began humming to herself. 'Don't worry, about a thing' 'cos every little thing is gunna be alright' she smiled. And then turned her reading lamp on to finish the novel that she had began.