Dominic Dmitry was just a normal teenager, well that was the case on the outside but inside he was nothing but normal. He had grown up to know that power was everything in this world and it was the right of the powerful to oppress the powerless.
So he felt it was fair, everything that happened to him was because he had no power. He didn't accept this torture because he was weak willed, and he was not naive enough to believe that some god like vigilante will come and save him. He knew that he didn't deserve to be saved so he had to make it out alive to even have a chance of getting revenge.
He was still somehow alive, though he should've died of exhaustion or from the incredible amount of injuries he had received, he held on. Without even a place to stay, he lay on the ground reminiscing about the past.
He used to be quite blessed, for one, he had a family who loved him and he even had a baby brother who was the best present he had ever received. Only for it to all be torn away.
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Blood covered the floor and the seemingly bright and tranquil home that Dominic used to live was destroyed by the devil himself. After all who else would force a teenager who was only 15 at the time go through such a cruel experience.
His parents had both been shot. His fathers back had been riddled with a barrage of bullets as he tried to save his wife and Dom's mother in vain. The culprits removed his dead and broken body which now lay on top of her and unloaded a bullet to her arm to torture her, even though it was pretty obvious she would soon die anyways.
Meanwhile Dom was forced to stand and watch as the gunman who had his weapon pointed at his skull didn't let him look away even once. His mother's screams filled his mind but this didn't last long as she was soon overcome by the darkness due to how much blood she had lost and gave in.
The only family he had left was his baby brother who lied in his Pram and cried. Dom's torture didn't end there, no, he could never imagine that they could be so heartless enough to do what they did.
The group of men who now infested Dom's house sat down to discuss what to do next. They clearly weren't in a hurry what so ever as one man who Dom overheard as being called Richard, sat down and took out a cigarette to have a smoke. Dom was still alive and was being held at gunpoint but even if he wasn't he wouldn't have acted up anyways. It would be a 1v5 and all these men were armed and were trained professionals.
Throughout all of this his baby brother was still crying, he was obviously scared and all Dom wanted to do was to go over and comfort him. But without being able to leave the grasp of the gunman or even being able to console himself for that matter, he was unable to do so.
He was shattered.
All he wanted to do as to go to sleep and forget this ever happened but his heart was too heavy to allow him to do so and all he wanted to know was that at least his brother would be safe.
It was finally brought up during their discussion, the only thing that mattered to Dom, what would be the fate of himself and his brother.
Richard convinced the others that Dominic who was now a stray dog with no parents, a home or a future for that matter would be useful at a slave that would do the menial tasks that they couldn't be asked to do. On the other hand, his brother was not so useful to them, and they did not want to have to take care to a baby. It also seemed that Richard was starting to get annoyed of his crying and leaving Dom shocked, pulled out his gun and aimed it at his head.
Dom tried to fight back and struggle but it was to no avail as the gunman who held him at gun point used his gun to knock him out. The last thing he remembered that night was a gun shot. It was loud but after that, there was nothing.
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Dominic woke up 2 days later and found himself in a cage. His limbs bound and even his mouth taped but that didn't stop home from recalling the events that transpired when he was last awake.
Though everything seemed hazy due to the concussion he suffered caused by the blunt force trauma to the head, he still clearly remembered the brutality of it all. He was now all alone and his fate was still to be decided.
"Well, well, well, it's so nice of you to wake up. You should know that it's not polite for a servant to not come to service for two whole days." A man who had an ugly face due to a scar he had suffered said.
Dominic recognised him straight away as one of the culprits who ruined his life but he could do nothing about it, at least not yet. Dom was a smart child to say the least and he naturally got the gist of it very quickly. He was now their property, he was now their dog and he would be kept on a leash so he would not be able to get away at all. Knowing that if he wasn't useful, he would meet the same fate as his brother, he obediently waited inside the cage without showing any outward hostility at all.
"You catch on quickly. That will be a necessary skill to have if you want to survive so that's good to see", He said.
"We've decided to leave you alone for today so you can recover, but from tomorrow you work for us as our slave and we will be kind enough to feed you", He man emphasised the fact that he had no choice in the matter and promptly left leaving Dominic alone again.
He cried that night. He cried so much that He wouldn't be able to cry ever again. The tears that rolled down his face was enough to loosen the tape that was over his mouth and his mouth now visibly contorted as if to reflect the pain he was currently feeling. But eventually he drifted to sleep, he escaped to the only place he could find comfort in.
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He worked for them for almost three years and Dom was now 18 years old. He had experienced much over the last three years and that had made him what he was today. He was broken and only had his thirst for revenge fuelling him as he continued on with his life. He did everything that no one else wanted to do. Of course he had no choice in the matter as he was now just a slave for the mafia or a crime syndicate or whatever else you want to call them.
He was tortured almost daily and when ever something annoyed one of the members of the team, that is part of the highly echelons of the mafia, they took it out on him. Some days he was their personal punching bag and on other days he would do their dirty work.
But he endured and what was a small thirst for revenge had become an insatiable sea of rage, anger violence and the desire for power. He wanted power so he would be at the top of the food chain; he wanted to control others and not the other way around. But first of all he had to get away.
His chance soon came. The incidents that were happening around the whole world was not very familiar to him as he was denied any information from the outside world. Of course, when many people in the mafia just fell unconscious one day and through piecing bits of information, he had heard together, he managed to figure out that something massive and otherworldly was happening all around the world. Of course Dom also felt the earthquake that happened originally but when he asked them what happened, he received nothing back.
Richard snarled,"Why do we have to tell you anything. All you have to do is serve us for the rest of your life. A slave doesn't need to know what's going on outside."
Dom was no longer affected by their objectification of him and instead carried on doing the cleaning that he had to do every week.
Now it was 2 days before the awakening would take place. Naturally Dominic wasn't privy to that info but he knew something absurd was happening. He realised this when almost everyone in the mafia were dispatched to kill all that had grudges against them. This would never normally happen as the mafia was too strong for anyone to go up against and so it was clear that, whatever was going to happen in a couple of days, it would massively upset the power balance.
This was indeed the case as the mafia had to prepare for the unknown time ahead and so it made sense to start by clearing potential threats. This meant that Dom had his chance to escape. The group that had captured him didn't even think that Dom would try to escape as they had thought that he was now a broken doll that wouldn't even try to do so. Even if he did what could he do?
But they were further from the truth, Dom had been broken but through his experiences he had rebuilt himself with the scraps of his past self. He was twisted and had basically lost any human quality that was present in him.
He knew what he had to do. He just had to escape and wait. After grabbing a small rucksack and emptying what ever food he could find into it, he left through the front door knowing that the group that had captured and tortured him wouldn't even care.
After walking for hours on end, he found an abandoned building to sleep for the night. He had nothing but some food and so he had to settle for sleeping on the hard concrete floor curled around his rucksack.
The next morning, he left the abandoned building and tried to find some information about what was to come but almost everyone he had come across ignored him or walked away, not wanting to get involved. It kind of made sense. He was of average height but was extremely thin due to malnutrition, his hair had grown down to the bottom of his back and almost half of it was black due to being dirty and his natural Auburn hair was almost loosing its colour. He had cuts and bruises almost everywhere and his almost black hole like eyes didn't help him to make a friendly impression either. That's without mentioning his dirty and ripped clothes or the fact that he stunk from not being allowed to wash regularly.
He had to go back without much success but he did get one piece of information by listening into other peoples' conversations. Something called the awakening was going to happen tomorrow. Dominic didn't know much about it but he knew that people would get powers that humans would not otherwise have. And that was all he wanted.
He had some water and ate a packet of crisps and had and apple as well. But this was almost all he had for the whole day except for the small snack he had in the morning. He didn't have much so he had to conserve it for as long as possible.
He again tried to go to sleep. Even though it wasn't so easy as it was yesterday, it wasn't for a bad reason either. He was excited; what ever happens tomorrow can turn his life around and he shivered in delight at the thought of getting revenge and having the power to do anything. For once he might have control over his life, and not just his life but the life of others as well.