"Oh, what time is it? Where's my phone?" Mark reached over to the nightstand and picked up the phone. Turned on the screen and looked at the time of 6 o'clock in the morning. I got up, went to the bathroom, washed my face, drank some water, walked slowly around the room and started my morning exercises. Mark trained every day from the age of 7, his father was a strict military father. His mother divorced his father when he was 4 years old .His father raised him alone until he died when he was 10 years old. After the death of his father, his mother took him to her. But his new family hated him. His stepfather beat him when he got drunk, and his mother just watched, doing nothing. When a loved one betrayed him, he realized that the only person who can save himself is himself. Remembering the past, finished training, looked in the mirror, saw a man with a body like a swimmer 1.95 cm tall. It was hard to believe that he was 14 years old.

Mark was engaged in many martial arts, such as Muay Thai, boxing, wrestling, he was obsessed with the desire to become as strong as possible. He even trained with edged weapons such as knives, swords, daggers and archery, he was good with a pistol from a weapon. When he was 12 years old, he stabbed his stepfather, although he did not die, he ended up in prison, despite the fact that he was a minor, he was imprisoned by court order. After 2 years, he was lucky, he received amnesty because of the elections in America. After leaving, he had nowhere to go to survive, he started selling drugs, his life was full of dangers, he had been living like this for a year.

''Today I turned 15 and there is no one to congratulate me))))))) we need to finish things early today and celebrate.''

Mark left the house with such thoughts that today he will have to go to Edward for a new batch of drugs. Most likely, he came from an alley in New York, took another taxi again and went to a bar called Wild Night. An hour later he was there, walked slowly to the back door of the bar and knocked on the door.

The guard opened the Eye shell and said: CODE!

Mark looked at him and said: In the dark I am a star "(what a stupid code!!! Edward the fool) " Mark entered the bar and walked down the corridor straight to the basement, while he was coming down the stairs, he heard the laughter of women, he sped up to the concourse stairs and opened the door. Edward was sitting on the sofa with two half-naked women, apparently he was joking and the woman was laughing.

--Oh, my little friend Mark, you've come for the goods!!!!!! Did you bring the money ? haaaaa laughing , he looked at Mark while squeezing the chest of a woman who was sitting on his lap .

----"Yes, I brought it for you, '' Mark said and threw the money on the table.

Edward took the money from the table and started counting. --" My friend , $ 5,000 is missing here" .

--" I have the same amount as last time, Edward, what do you mean? "

---'' Hahahahaha, my little friend, it was the last time, and now the price is different, either you give me another $5,000 and take the cargo, or go to hell. "

-( Greedy son of a bitch, he wants to rob me,) Mark looked at the two bodyguards at the wall, they were ready to shoot him at any moment. He wanted to answer , but suddenly he heard the door being broken down , and instinctively jumped to the side where the bar was . As soon as he was behind the bar, he heard the sounds of shooting, quickly looked around and saw 8 commandos who opened fire.

Mark reached for his belt and took the gun. It was his Glock18, he quickly started shooting and hit one in the neck and the other in the leg, at that moment he saw 2 women and one bodyguard dead. And Edward was shot in the stomach, he was shooting back from behind the sofa. His remaining bodyguard was experienced, killing four and wounding a fifth. Mark quickly started shooting at the wounded man, One of the commandos threw a grenade at the bodyguard, and there was an explosion,

--BOOM--

Mark quickly got up and started shooting at the commandos, two wounded immediately left, but the last shot at him, he barely dodged, but still grazed his arm. ---Aargh-- Mark, suppressing the pain, rushed to the last enemy, the commando ran out of ammunition, he also rushed to Mark. Mark feinted forward, shifted to the side and kicked him in the groin. His enemy did not expect this, he ducked and at that moment grabbed him by the head and hit him with his knee. His opponent blocked the second blow, he quickly stepped back and kicked Mark without hesitation, with his right hand he hit Mark right in the face. Mark also struck him, but his opponent blocked his blow with his left hand. his opponent struck him with his left hand in the solar plexus, Mark almost choked from the blow, quickly approached him, kicked him in the stomach and began to beat him in a series without stopping.

--(Finally it opened)--, Mark made a dash to the right of the opponent, stood behind the opponent's back and grabbed him with a choke hold. He held him tightly and choked him even harder.

--(I need to get out of the grip)--, his opponent hit him with his elbow, holding Mark's hand with one hand, he wanted to beat Mark, but he couldn't, he didn't have enough air.

--(Am I really going to die like this?)" - that was his last thought before he died.

--''Ha ha ha, you bastard!!! My whole body hurts, I need to get out of here as soon as possible."

Mark looked in the direction where Edward was, he was dead, as was the bodyguard, because of the explosion. Mark picked up the submachine gun lying on the floor and headed for the entrance. He came out of the basement, cautiously went to the entrance, heard the shooting and stopped. It's better to go to the roof. Mark turned around and entered the room on the right side. there was a staircase leading to the roof. he ran as fast as he could, and in 5 minutes he was at the door. He tried to open the door, but it was closed, Mark started kicking the door, and it opened. he examined the roof, there was no one there, Mark ran to the right side and jumped onto another building. --Aragh-- Mark felt a stab of pain in his legs, he immediately got up, went to the fire entrance and began to descend. As he walked down the alley inside the block, he quickly saw an old antique shop, immediately entered and breathed a sigh of relief.

--(I'm finally safe, I need to heal my arm)--

Mark looked inside the store, everything was dusty, several incomprehensible exhibits in the windows of the antiquity era and several tables, a closet, a refrigerator and a door. Mark went to the closet and examined it, there he found a bottle of vodka, as well as an old thin knife and rags. he examined something that looked like a bowl, poured vodka into it and stuck a thin knife into the bowl. Mark went to the refrigerator and found a bottle of water in it. after opening the bottle, he cleaned his hand of blood, then took a bottle of vodka and poured it on the wound.

--"Aaaaaaa"-- enduring the pain, he took a thin knife and carefully began to pull out the bullet, it took him as much as 5 minutes to pull out the bullet. He once again disinfected his hand and properly bandaged it. He was lucky that the bullet did not hit important veins or blood vessels, but stuck in his hard muscles.

--(Now I have given first aid to my left hand. Now I need to look around this store to see if I can find something to eat. Then I need to lay low until things calm down.)--

Mark got up, went to the door and opened it. He saw a darkness in which nothing could be seen. He went inside and felt very dizzy. As soon as he got inside, the door closed and mysteriously disappeared, as if it had never existed. Mark lost consciousness, an unknown amount of time passed, he opened his eyes in an unfamiliar room.

--(My head is splitting!!!!!)-- Mark looked around and said,-- "Where the hell am I?!!!!!!!""

His cry was heard by the creatures outside and hurried inside. At that moment, the door slowly opened and a man entered, which made Mark's heart beat wildly and his eyes widened.