the next day nothing happened, he still couldn't find a job in the city and when the sun sat he went back home again.
at 9pm, when he finally arrived to the outskirts of his neighborhood he noticed something. a large group of men were walking towards him
william looked around him to see if he was stepping into some shady shit but he found no one
" HEY YOU" a man who looked like the team leader yelled. he was fat and large, william couldn't see his face properly though.
there was only a couple meters between them and it was dark but the lamppost next to him allowed him see that most of them had their hands inside their pockets
'i need to fucking get out of here, i don't know who they are or what they want from me but they don't look like they want to talk about the weather'
and just like that william bolted, he ran towards an alley to his right and the men ran after him
' shit they really are after me! shit, shit, SHIT'
" you fucking pussy! why are you running now after you beat up my lil brother! i'll catch you and skin you alive, motherfucker!"
william's eyes bulged out of his skull
'that twerp from last night was his brother!!'
"dammit! that pipsqueak tried to rob me you fat fuck! i sure as hell will beat his ass to a pulp" william yelled back as he was nearing a fence. he climbed up quickly and dropped on the ground, but that's when he heard the sound of gunshots
'SHIT THOSE WERE GUNS INSIDE THEIR POCKETS?!'
william ran lile he never did before and got out of the alleyway
' i can handle knives but not guns!! dammit this all to hell! fuck this neighborhood!'
william continued running and only then did he look back
the men climbed up quickly too, even the fat leader and they kept chasing him
they fired their shots at him but luckily they suck at aiming, the distance between them grew smaller and suddenly william tripped
he looked down and saw a pool of his own blood, that's when a sharp pain hit him.
'shit! this is an open space! of course i'll get shot, this is not a fucking movie!' he was panting heavily, his thigh was bleeding out but he got back up and started running again
'i don't care about death, but i sure as hell don't want to die a dog's death because of some dumb wannabe gangsters in a back water neighborhood!'
but sadly, the distance grew shorter because of william's leg wound and one of the attackers jumped at him. he looked the fittest between the others.
william was able to dodge and punched him right on his chin, the man's eyes rolled and for a second he felt like his conscienceness slipped.
' shit, this fucker packs a good punch' he thought ' i need to use something that'll give me an edge' the first attacker took out an knife and started slashing randomly at william
william was glad that the man in front of him was but an amateur, so even with his leg busted he could still dodge to a degree but he knew that he couldn't keep it up. if the other men catch up to them he'll really be dead meat.
so william hit the man's wrist that was holding the knife with an open palm and it flew. he then punched his abdomen with all his might, the man fell back and wheezed. something obviously broke
william took this chance to pick up the knife and he then slashed the man's throat without hesitation
'i can't take chances here, if i left him he'll get back up and follow me again. and i ain't got time to kick him till he's unconscious'
william then ran as he saw the others turn around the corner
"that bitch killed lance!! GET HIM!"
the fat fuck yelled and they started shooting again.
william thanked the gods that he found an abandoned warehouse. he walked inside, dragging his leg.
'the blood will give me away dammit!" he hid behind a large container and ripped his shirt.
william knew nothing about first aid but he still wrapped the piece of cloth around his wound to stop it from leaking blood. he then took off his bloodied shoes and ran towards the opposite side from where he was hiding.
the warehouse was huge and had many containers and chariots, he kept walking deeper inside when he heard men yelling
"FIND HIM! THAT RAT COULDN'T HAVE RAN FAR, HE'S STILL BLEEDING''
'i want to could rip out that fat fuck's tongue ou' william sneered
' i need to keep calm and think of a way out'
he looked around but saw nothing that could help him escape. his only weapon was lance's small knife and the exit was nowhere to be seen
'if i can't run away then i'll take them out one by one. they split up to search for me, it's dark and this place is like a maze. i can sneak up on each one of them and silently shut them up for good'
william then took action and turned around looking for his first prey. his heart was beating fast as if it was yearning to leave its cage, his hand was trembling where he was holding the knife and if there was a speck of light in the warehouse you could see his broad savage smile
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terry jacobs, or fat fuck, entered the warehouse. a cold chill went down his spine as he searched right and left foe the bastard
' that guy didn't hesitate to kill lance, he ain't your normal joe'
" boss, there's blood here" said the slender man
" let's split up and find him, he killed lance so we'll repay him generosily" fat fuck hissed
and as such the 6 men split up, to the right the slender man or tommy went following the blood's trail. he turned and saw a pool of blood behind the container, shoes were left behind too
'crafty bastard' he thought and pulled out his knife. tommy asked terry many times for a gun but terry never gave him one.
tommy was about to turn around to warn his friends about the guy's shoes when his breath hitched. cold sweat broke and his muscles tensed up, he hurriedly turned around but was too late
a knife was already on his neck, only leaving a long line of blood. william held tommy as the latter fell and put him gently on the floor to not make noise
tommy looked at william's dead eyes and swore that he saw them flicker a shade of red.
and that's how tommy died.
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after killing his first prey, william looked inside his pockets but only found a knife similar to his. he ticked his tongue in annoyance
'a gun would've been better but oh well, beggars can't be choosers'
he tip toed across the room and kept his ears open. siddenly he heard footsteps coming from his 10 o'clock
he turned around the corner next to him and put his back on the wall, breathing in a sharp breath.
he waited a few seconds and looked back. he saw two men walking towards him
'they don't seem to have noticed me, good'
he racked his brain for a way to take down two of them, with one of them armed with a gun
when they arrived at the corner, william jumped at the one with the gun. the man was startled and immediately tried to take out his gun but william beat him to it and punched him right across the face.
the other man cursed out loud and pulled out his knife
as the first man stumbled away, the knife wielding man who had blonde hair came up to william. blondie tried to stab him but william dodged successfully until the other man got back up. blondie saw a chance open up when william was eyeing the other man and struck him with the knife. it stabbed him in his waist and william hissed in pain
'shit, i can't keep this up' william grabbed the blondie's hand that was still on the knife's handle and pulled him towards him, he took his own knife and planted it inside the man's eye then took it out and stabbed him again in the heart. blondie screamed out loud and fell dead on the floor
william cursed at the bastard
'after that yell the others are bound to come' he thought
he couldn't waste any second, as he ran towards the other man
luckily, it seems that the man in front of him was frozen in fear even though he was the one pointing the gun at william
'he looks young, barely 18. finally lady luck has smiled down at me!' william smiled ferally
the kid's hand was shaking heavily, he decided to pull the trigger because the crazy man was just upon him
the shots were fired but none were even close to william until the last one finally hit the target. his shoulder bled and ached but william didn't stop. adrenaline pumped inside his veins and that was the only reason he could still walk. the kid wasted his six bullets, and he realized how fucked he was.
william grabbed him by the collar and looked him in the eye right when he stabbed his throat
the kid started crying as his life was ending, and the last thing he saw before his eyes closed was the shadow of a bloodied beast.
william was in so much pain, he was bleeding out and in the back of his mind he knew he wouldn't survive. they're still 3 of them and he was fataly injured.
he was panting with his back hunched
'i can't stay here, the others definitely heard the shots fired, i need to ru-'
pain coursed through his body and his legs gave up on him. he looked down and saw a hole in his stomach.
"i wasted 4 of my men on you! drop dead, you fucker!" the fat fuck yelled but william couldn't hear him anymore. he heard a loud ringing and his eyes blurred
'dammit, not yet. i can't die here like this. for the first time in my life, i felt alive as i was chasing them.. not yet'
but with his tattered body, the three men knew he was a dead man walking. still, looking at the bodies of their friends they couldn't hold back their rage so they kicked him and kicked him untill they felt relief.
william was on the floor, holding his stomach trying to stop the leaking 'fuck me, i just had to beat up fat fuck's brother... well if i didn't i wouldn't have felt this excited'
he couldn't hear them around him anymore, he opened his eyes and didn't see them.
'finally they left, at least i can die in peace without looking at their ugly faces'
william still held on, he didn't want to die just yet. if he knew how exciting it would've been to be a predator he would've took a different path in life, but now it's too late
william didn't know how long he stayed laying on the floor, he couldn't take the pain anymore. even though he considered it a welcomed friend, right now he wanted nothing to do with it.
he blinked heavily and then gave up
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