__________POV Narration__________
If you were to ask Vladislav, the largest gang leader of Florida, who Alexander Moor was. He'd have quite a few things to say.
Alexander was by far the strangest person the gang leader had ever met in his entire life. He was beyond screwed in the head, but he was a great guy when push came to shove.
He had seen Alex bash someone's skull in with a golf club, completely devoid of any remorse, and then refusing to kill a dog because he found it cute.
There were times when Vlad really felt weirded out by Alex. But there were also times where he felt immensely grateful to have him at his side.
One time a shoot-out occurred between his gang and another.
He was driven into a corner and could only wait for reinforcements while hoping the other gang wasn't going to rush his position.
But there was no reinforcement to be had. As some of his people betrayed him and aided the rival gang by spreading misinformation about his location.
But guess who wasn't announced that such thing was going down? Alex really stumbled upon the gunfight whilst going home from the store.
He proceeded to slice someone's throat with a pocket knife, grab his gun, use his body as a shield and kill at least 13 people.
The rest were forced to retreat. Meanwhile, Alex barely got scratched a few times and looked completely fine.
Later when drinking with him. Vlad managed to find out that Alex actually hoped they'd come back so he could finish things up with them.
He was the only man that had no qualms about being attacked by 20 heavily armed gangsters at once. He was even hoping for it to happen...
Vlad owed his life to Alex. Being saved on many more occasions. Any task that he needed to be done, no matter the difficulty, would get done 100% of the time.
All he needed to do was give Alex some money. And bam, problem solved.
Local politician misbehaving? Oh no, it seems he fell down the stairs and broke all his limbs in the process. He also has a concussion. It seems his head fell on a golf club.
Gang trying to move into your territory? Oh, it seems someone told them all to come to a warehouse that was set on fire in an unfortunate accident.
The doors were locked after they entered by accident too.
You get the gist of it. Vlad could trust Alexander with just about anything.
Vlad was very saddened to hear that he was retiring. His departure from the gangster lifestyle came as a surprise to just about everybody that even remotely knew him.
They all thought he was a crazed maniac with a thirst for violence. His reputation was as such. His teammates considered him a great comrade too.
He was what younger members aspired to be.
Under normal circumstances, he would've been silenced. But Vlad considered Alex a brother of his.
So he received a somewhat royal treatment. Even getting a free house and access to many resources.
To his horror, Alex completely disappeared at some point. His home had signs of struggle, his money was all gone. And there was blood on some of the walls.
Vlad quickly dispatched everyone he could to search for his dear friend. After failing to find him for a week he thought him dead.
So he did the most sensible thing possible. Hunting down every single person that ever crossed Alex in the past. Anyone that might've had even the most simple reason to hate him.
And tortured them all, executed them and disposed of their bodies. It left the Leader feeling quite empty and confused.
His friend was still gone, no trace of him was left.
No one had any way of knowing just how little regard he had for this type of life.
Basically, he was really great at fitting in and doing his part. Alex just considered being a gangster a casual pastime. He got into it from time to time.
But, overall, he wasn't all that passionate about anything he ever did in his life.
He gave up on the gang business because he got bored out of his mind after their gang ruled over the entirety of Florida.
He faked his own death with ease, he was never the type to put his money in banks, so he was basically untraceable.
He just moved to another state and lived leisurely. For about another year. Till he was struck by lightning on a fateful day and ended up being reborn in this strange place.
__________POV Alex/Beru__________
Ok, so I was named Beru apparently. I'll just go with it, not like I cared much for my previous name.
This world is really strange, I've only been here for a week and I've yet to meet any parent. Besides the mother at birth that is.
I've also managed to piece together some stuff they were talking about. A few basic words is all I can understand for now.
But it's only been a week since I was born, I have enough time to do whatever. As long as they don't decide to perform a very late-term abortion on me.
'Mother' certainly looked like she was willing to do something like that back in that ward. Oh, I feel so hurt. Such a meaningless existence, not even my own Kin hold me dearly.
Not really, I barely care about them. But my body is what I actually find neat right now.
I didn't realize that I wanted to have a tough exoskeleton in the past. But now I can't believe I ever lived without one.
I even fell out of my crib a few times to test its toughness. And I barely felt anything. Well, maybe a bit dizzy.
But I'm still a baby after all. I shouldn't even have enough energy to think about so much complicated stuff.
And yet here I am, exploring the sharpness of my claws on my bedsheets in the middle of the night. The sound of my antics woke up the entire ward quite quickly.
I tried to ignore them as much as I could. But you can bet the nurses weren't exactly pleased with my actions.
I didn't even actually scratch any of them, but they still looked at me like I murdered their families. Hah, this life is going to be a lot of fun.
____________________________________________________________
Hope you liked the little backstory! I felt it would be appropriate.
If u want to support me look up VeganMaster on Patr_eon!