By Jeff Robertson
Crash! Crack! Thunder crashes down upon the cloud-covered city as an 18-year-old man named Jake, with rough, ashy-white hair, stands smoking a smelly cigarette in the shade of a hectic street. Red and blue lights flash furiously around him when a bald middle-aged man who reeks of moonshine starts a commotion. "HEY," He screams rudely, stumbling towards Jake with an empty shiny beer bottle. Jake stands glaring menacingly at the man as he continues approaching. "HEY, WHY SO QUIET I WONT HURT YA AS LONG AS YOU GIMME ALL THAT YOU HAVE ON YA!" He grabs tightly onto Jake's shoulder, digging his sharp nails into Jake's wet, rough jacket, reaching his skin. POW! CRACK! Jake's thundering fist crashes down like a meteor, shattering the drunk man's jaw, knocking him onto the wet, rainy street. Jake walks confidently out of the alley towards the man. Jake stares angrily at his unconscious state and spits his cigarette into his eye. The man wakes up in a frenzy, running into the street in a panic. BOOM! THUD the man's body falls, His blood was dragging across the floor as the car rushed powerfully into his abdomen. His previously alive eyes fell like lifeless puppets as everyone stared at the gruesome scene.
Jake disappears into the shadows. One hour after the horrid murder, Jake sits atop a rooftop's edge as he hungrily raves through his lunch. "Hey, that was a bit much, don't ya think?" says a strange voice from behind him. "Oh, it's you," Jake says, his voice returning to its calm demeanour. the strange voice was a tall woman with short black shadowy hair and a black leather jacket and pants with a Halloween themed umbrella the woman sits next to Jake staring out into the crime filled city silently well what do you want Ms maple says Jake says obediently Ms maple grabs a pack of cigarettes and hands one to Jake relax this is nothing about work I'm just here to talk about what happened earlier you know that guy you kind of murdered he was a vice captain of one of the biggest gangs in this city they are called the crimson killers known for having bombs able to level cities rocket launchers ak47s and more you really made some bad enemies today she smiles mockingly she stands and grabs her umbrella hey you're on your own think of this as your next mission to handle this by any means possible she walks away leaving Jake in the silent city chaos 1 day later BANG BANG BANG! HEY, THIS IS THE CRIMSON KILLERS. WE ' RE HERE TO KILL YOU BECAUSE WE GOT WORD THAT YOU MESSED WITH AND MURDERED OUR GODAMN SQUAD!
BOOM! The door gets blown down with a c4 explosive 3 guys burst into the house Jake stands at the top of the stands hiding behind a wall for cover with his Glock one of the men march aggressively up the brown oak stairs BANG BANG BANG the man goes flying down the stairs as bullets fly into his organs he crashes into the stone wall Jake leaps down the stairs and starting violently shooting the whole rest of the squad the 2 remaining intruders empty all their bullets firing rapidly at Jake Jake uses his cigarette to deflect one into the wall and catches the other one in his teeth painfully jake lights a cigarette and throws it and them lighting one on fire and shanks the other one with his shining silver knife and twists it inside his liver he shrieks as painful to the ears as nails on a chalk board jake kicks the intruder to the ground they are both dead one bleeding out the other still on fire but dead and 3rd degree burns everywhere HEY EVERYTHING OK IN THERE SCREAMS THE CHIEF OF THE SQUAD jake exits the burning house thats flooded with smoke the blood of his victims inside drenching him in the murderous scene jake whips out a radio and calls for every emergency service available in advance he lunges into the gang filled frey and decapitates 3 of them 5 other attackers with blades rush in jake swoops down and leg sweeps them as they fall seemingly in slow motion he kicks each one of them off the balcony he spins around and stabs one with his knife and uses his corpse as a shield for the bullets raining down on him before throwing the corpse at them knocking them down collapsing on the hard pavement of the sidewalk below.
jake stands in the murder massacre panting heavily and falls to one knee in pain well this is quite the scene now isnt it? Ms Maple asks, standing on the balcony railing with obnoxious pride. so... Have i done it have i repaid my father's debt he asks lost in thought his mind in the non-existent clouds not even close you still got 5 million dollars left to pay off which totals to 10 more years of work she says with a large sadistic grin rolling across her face ive been working for you since i was 5 now im 21 WHY CANT YOU LET ME LIVE IN PEACE! Jake lunges forward launching a punch at ms maples face in fury ms maple deflects unfazed by the weak attempt she chuckles you will continue working until you paid your fucking debt you broke weak PATHETIC EXCUSE FOR A GODAMN SOLDIER you should be ashamed she spits in disgust at his crumpled state She continues to scolding him roughly she walks away disgusted vanishing as smooth as smoke he punches the ground collapsing the wall later that night he watches as the fire department and ambulances asses the brutal gory scene as he perches above them on a rooftop he contemplates what hes done and thinks about everyone he murdered and how each one of them most likely had a family unlike him like maple and himself.
He vanishes into the silence as smooth as smoke he walks grimly into the crimson killers hideout instantly the 2 front guards stop him as the leader watches from his tall throne of cash oy what do you think your doing here dont you remember what you did to our men today or do you have fucking dementia jake glares furiously at the guard and breaks his daggers with one smack into the shard filled sand beneath them jake marches towards the leader silently the leader arises from his throne with his long crimson robe and dark black jacket and pants he walks down the stairs they meet at the center of the rusted broken down warehouse gang members staring on in disgust with bonfires lit and ashy smoke filling the air jake and the leader glare in fury and tense silence until the leader angrily shatters that silence yknow one of the men you murdered my brother today Marcus Vicor im Riot Vicor he launches a powerful punch at jake who weaves with ease and roundhouse kicks his arm dislocating it riot chuckles manically FINALLY A WORTHY FIGHT! He screams blasting beyond the clouds listen i need your help i dont want to be a assassin any longer im here to ask for your assistance i need help murder ms maple and my gang the meerkat majors i want to murder them all they are making me slave away to repay my late fathers debt jake blurts out in fury his fist clenched so hard his nails are digging into his own palms fine you got yourself a deal jake and riot handshake tightly crushing each other's hands we attack tonight jake states with a steely determination. thats fine with me... riot replies with a stone cold tone.
1 hour later they are perched on a nearby ledge fury burning in jakes eyes as he puts on a dark black rugged shiesty mask along with the rest of the crimson killer gang ready to betray ms maple and everyone else they leap down with their weapons and start hailing bullets down upon the rusty facility jake rushes through the base no longer a man but a furious lion slashing every person down in sight getting grazed by the crossfire he bursts into the main building prowling around menacingly searching with sharp eyes across the dimly lit base TCHK well it seems you betrayed me I'll have to transfer the debt to another one of your filthy family members ms maples gun presses against the back of jakes bruised head your entire bloodline is putrid your father mother brother your brother was without a doubt the weakest of them all jakes tightens aggressively at the mention of his brother and parents filling his previously empty murderous mind.
how DARE you speak rudely upon my families name YOU BITCH! Jake spins and launches a punch towards Ms Maple's face. She blocks and kicks his knee, making him fall now on all fours like a pathetic puppy with a gun aimed back towards his skull. BANG! The bullets blast through his skull, he drops dead and everything falls to darkness in the pitch black.
He dreams back to his brutal childhood he perfectly pictures his putridly nasty apartment glass shards scattered around the floor his father wasted stomps furiously into the living room where jake stands in a trauma fuelled rage still as a statue HEY DIDNT I TELL YOU THAT YOUR GROUNDED! BURRRPPPP his dad screams as he smashes the bottle over jakes 5-year-old skull he peers into the kitchen where his father had beaten his baby brother ozzie to death as the mom smokes weed her eyes red as blood
from the sheer amount shes smoked in her life the retched foul odor fills the air it clouds everyone's vision in a hazy blur from how high she is but Jake stands unfazed by the putrid smell but suddenly his patience and the bottle shatters and finally jakes fist crushes his father's testicles the father shrieks in pain and pushes him to the scratchy shard filled floor and begins mercilessly beating down on jakes face like a drum.
jake desperately reaches for another beer bottle and smashes it on the table distracting father jake drives the shattered glass through his own fathers gut pushing it out the other side the father screeches in a miserable pain jake kicks his father away and lights a cigarette and tosses it at his father lighting the beer on fire burning him alive he continues shrieking in pain however a few hours later ms maple appears wow what a gory scene this is hey kid did you cause this blood bath jake stands silent maple turns to jakes highly drug obsessed mom she stands ominously Infront of jakes mother who trembles in fear backed against the filthy rusted wall no survivors ms maple says stone cold expression ridden across her entire face as that was the begining of his life of violent tendencies
and tone and then it finally fades to black until jake reawakens with a flash of bright light he stands at the centre of a dark oak bridge a flowing down stream river beneath he looks around confused and in a daze one side the tempting painful hand of hell reaches out however on his left is the patient calm peace as a piece of heaven looms before him 2 sides of the same coin reaching out but in the deafening silence his brothers spirit appears ahead of him and pushes him into the calm but hectic flowing river below pushing him away and into a silently peaceful and chaotic darkness forever in that space in between of heaven and hell ying and yang able to rest at ease but is this truly it?