'My name is Dustin Williams, I don't know where I'm from, I only know that I'm fucked, being fucked is nothing new to me, but I'm really fucked this time, like premium fucked'
Dustin was someone who knew his fate, running along the corrupt streets of new York, the dirty bag pack in his arms, he had been running from the clutches of some gangsters that saw what was in his bag.
"I know this city is bullshit, but do they really not care that a teenager is getting chased by armed gangsters" he furrowed his brows in annoyance, his breathe was raggedy and he was huffing and puffing from all the running, he hid in a dark alley and waited for the rest of the gang members chasing him to pass, he had been running all afternoon.
'why the fuck is my fucking luck like this? Is this even a life I'm living? Fuck!' he cursed, but of course he cursed in his head, he doesn't wanna die,those ruthless criminals will absolutely slaughter him if they find him.
'Jonas was right, I shouldn't have come here, fuck!' Dustin sat on the floor and opened the bag pack to see satchets of cocaine, they were more than twenty, it reminded him of his dirty life, it reminded him of his sour luck, he had to fill up his daily quota of deliveries, but he couldn't do that anymore with the streets filled with people who kill like it's their food or something, like it gives them joy, the sniper gang. 'fucking criminal bastards.' he reserved his curses because he realized that he was a criminal himself and not killing people isn't even an excuse.
The sniper gang were a local gang that controlled half the streets in the city, and he was doing deals in their territory, drug deals, Dustin was a member of their rival gang that owned the other half of the streets in the city, the Black Mambers, New York was stinking with corruption, guns and knives, the whole city was riddled with violence, corruption and the damn government didn't give a fuck as long as they got money from it.
That's why he was in this mess in the first place, the two rival gangs had to do businesses and odd jobs to make money for the bribing of the government officials, to let them do their dirty work, it happened every three months and the appointed day was near, it was just two days left, Dustin who was a drug supplier had to up his game to remain useful to his gang because that was the only place he could eat, sleep and survive the merciless streets, it was his shelter and the home of his friend, Jonas.
Gang work just wasn't meant for Dustin because he was a frail boy, his height no more than five foot eight, okay that's not short but whatever, it's Dustin, He had red eyes, black hair, he looked really lean and pale, his skin was not really good to look out, skin care was a luxury, he wore only one set of clothes, a tattered black t shirt with stolen raggedy blue jean shorts that were so torn he just laughed Everytime Jonas pointed it out and called it "next level fashion" and he wore a flip flop as foot wear.
He waited on that alley regretting why he came to this part of the street, he should have just ignored the order from the drug addict, he should have listened to Jonas, but the amount of cash the person was offering was too heavy to ignore, he kept waiting for the sun to set so he can dash out of the alley.
He came out when everywhere was bright, in the morning, yep, he slept off, in the dark, gloomy, scary alley filled with rats, garbage and smells like vomit.
"the fuck? It's daytime? How the fuck did I even sleep off?" He stood up, scratched his hair a little, smelled his armpit and made a disgusted face "still fresh hehe" he said while knowing he hadn't bath for days and walked out of the alley, he was praying not to get caught by the gang and formulating how to lie to his boss.
"How am I going to explain this to boss, he's gonna kill me, oh... I know what I'll tell him" he grinned evily, having concocted the most evil plan and lie he ever had, kept walking on the street and saying to himself regretting why he ever took the order
"I should have just stayed in our territory, now I'm gonna have to work more to make up for this, damn!" He passed a shop on the streets where they sold flowers and saw a withered rose through the glass, it was kept at a corner, rejected just for withering like it was it's fault, the owner should have taken care of it better, he saw the owner of the shop laughing with someone in her shop and she threw a glance at him, he immediately showed her his middle finger.
"Can't even take care of a flower" he lamented knowing truthfully that the flower reminded him of himself.
'all this is gonna end soon, y'all just wait, I'll definitely come out of this messed situation I'm in, then I'll-'
his thought was interrupted by a loud explosion, he heard countless screaming from across the street and stopped, he raised his head up and looked up and what he saw made him terrified.
"what the fuck is happening?" He glanced around the area and saw nobody around, every body had ran away, even the owner of the flower shop who was there just a second ago 'damn she's fast' he thought as the explosions From across the street grew louder and heavier.
"Kid, what the hell are you doing here??!" A man who appeared to be in his thirties asked Dustin as he was running in the opposite direction of the exploding street
"Mister wait!!! What the hell is happening?!" Dustin still confused asked the man
"You gotta run kid, find a safe place, where the hell have you even been? The world is fucked!!"
The man yelled to Dustin and ran away never turning back, as he ran, Dustin saw some other group of people running too, he just stood there, confused and bewildered, but he didn't run, like a fool.
'are they shooting a movie?' he asked himself as he saw a woman running with her son, an elderly woman running, men, women, the street that once appeared empty was now filled with people running away and screaming, he just stood there like a fool wanting to know what was happening, I know I'm the narrator and I'm supposed to stay neutral, but this guy is making me so pissed, like run bro!!
Rooooooooaaaaaaaaarrrrr!!!!! A roar that shook the ground he was standing erupted, like an earthquake was heard, Dustin immediately fell to the ground, everybody had already ran away, he was the only one remaining.
His body couldn't move, his knees were weak, his eyes were shaking, his breathing was rough
'wh-wha- what the hell was that?!!' He asked himself 'that can't be a movie filming, that's not human or an animal either!' Duhhhh, he said as he was on his knees.
His body couldn't move, his backpack was flung away, he heard giant foot steps approaching him.
Thud! he couldn't breathe, the pressure was too strong, he felt suffocated, his head was bent, he was on his knees, in the middle of the street, coughing blood.
Thud! the step grew closer, the veins and arteries in his body was blocked, pain, gut wrenching pain and anguish filled him.
Kuuuooorr!!
The sound of a terrifying being shook the air it was few inches away from Dustin who was at the verge of passing out from sheer pressure, almost dying a fools death.