In the most isolated part of Dimentia, a place most residents of Dimentia avoided like a plague because of the one residing in it, a man can be seen silently snoring in a rocking chair a book covering his face. He looked peaceful. His slightly overgrown black hair gave him a eerie vibe.
Suddenly the door opened. A man entered looking all paniked.
"Boss, the dustfang have invaded our territory. Young fang and his other generals have tresspassed and are matching here as we speak. "
He spoke with his head bowed,afraid to meet the eyes of his superior.
The man,still snoring was Tyler Crimson. The leader of the Crimson gang. A man who claimed the top spot in the underworld through shere dedication and his unbreakable will. He was able to climb up the pyramid and was almost at the top.
He stirred opening his eyes. Deep crimson cold eyes which held boredom in them.
"Finally at least someone grew balls." he said with a deep voice.
He looked at the guard then after a couple of seconds placed the novel he had been reading down and walked out.
***
In another place one could see a group of people each armed whispering to each other.
"Remember, we make it quick as possible. No matter what always go for the kill. No delays and no hesitation. Follow those and we might just make it through the night."
Every other nodded.
As the guard led Tyler to meet the dustfang, his instincts told him otherwise. He knew something was not right but pushed that feeling aside. Though he decided to be more cautious. Most would expect a gang leader to have lots of henchmen around him, but not Tyler.
Of course he knew the advantages of keeping them around but he also knew the down side. So he decided that in his main empire he would keep the ones he trusted most. As a man who has overcome lots of challenges thrown his way, he knew the even the most loyal could be bought.
Tyler looked at the guards nervous steps, the way his breathing was shallow, his sweaty palms and asked one question.
"How much??"
The guard who heard the question froze. Completely taken by surprise at the sudden question.
"E-Excuse me s-sir?" he asked
"I don't know if you have forgotten but I hate repeating myself. I asked how much did you get paid to betray me?" Tyler said completely running out of patience.
The guard knowing he has been discovered started sweating buckets.
"Am s-so sorry sir, they threatened my family. They were gonna kill me. I have a daughter sir. pl-please they were-"
" I said how much?? and where and who are they" his patience was on its lowest.
"One million dollars plus they spare the of my fa-"
"Who?"
"Si-sir it's everyone. They told me to take you to the supply house so that-"
The guard never got to finish. Tyler took out his knife and had long sliced his neck leaving him gugging on his blood.
Tyler Crimson was many things but merciful was never one of them. He didn't care if anyone had a reason for doing what they do. As long as you have done it that it. It's either you or him thats why he kept on walking heading to the warehouse where his ambush was planned.
Arriving at the warehouse he calmly pushed open the door surprising the ones inside as they could not see the guard supposed to escort him.
"You lot are dispicable,biting off more than you can chew."
With those few words he took out his gun and -
BAM BAM BAM
Three shots, three bodies.
Everyone looked at him shocked. Most of them frozen.
"Was it not us who were supposed to attack first??how did he know??"
"Don't tell me he knew but still came."
Taking there dazed moment to his advantage he stabbed the one closest to him through the neck pulled back his knife shot the one behind him then threw the knife across the room stabbing another through the eye. In just two minutes six were down.
Then all hell broke loose.