1 Life Is Hard in SteelDawn City
"YOU BASTARD! KILL HIM!!! " the man bellowed, holding his blooded hands as he staggered backward to his group.
Fifteen man around him look towards me and charged without hesitation. the rage and bloodlust that ware painted in they're face was a familiar sight for me.
*Piak*
A crispy sound of my fist colliding with one of the guys face booms to my ears, the guy that took my fist falls to the ground with a tud, and didn't manage to stand up.
One metal bat found its way to my back, as bitter sweet tasting liquid spread to my mouth, the stinging pain let loose the rage, and excitement that I wanted to suppress.
"Haaaaarg!" blood pumping, adrenalin rushing, i stop feeling pain, and now the only thing that was left in my mind was to crush this bastards!
Grabbing the bat from the guy that battered me, i send a kick to his stomach making him flew a few feet before stumbling to the ground. With the bat at hand, i swing to the other guy hitting him solidly in the chest. making him puke some blood before staggering and falling down.
Dodging a pipe that was about to hit me, i counter the attacker with a swing to the assailants leg, a crunchy sound of bone breaking resound to my ear, making my excitement increase.
"Aaaaarg".The guys falls to the ground holding his broken leg while walloping in pain.
"Dieeeeee you bastard!!!" one of the guys manage to attack behind my back.
*Peak*
A sudden numbness assaulted my head, vision suddenly turned red as the smell of Iron ferments the air. Touching my head i saw that it was covered in blood.... i smiled.
Looking at the hoodlum which is holding a bat. I dash towards him, bloodlust was in my eyes he couldn't have enough time to react when my vertical strike hit his head. making him fall down to the ground and started shaking like an electricuted fish.
Looking at the other survivors with my crazed gaze then slowly back step before running away.
"Sigh...." A sound of relief escapes my mouth.
I was about to leave when an acute pain in my stomach stops me on my track. looking down i saw the leader of the delinquent his pushing his dagger deeper in to my stomach.
"Hahaaha hows that Damian!" The leader laughs like a maniac, as he twists the dagger.
The leaders face suddenly sank when i grabbed his hand and squeezed it crushing his bones on the process
Because of the adrenaline pumping through my vains. the pain in my stomach was nullified,
*crack*
I manage to twist his arm dislonging it from his socket. he migth need to go to a hospital after this, but its not my problem.
"Aaaaarg!!!!" the Leader yelled in agony, but was cut short after i send a kick in his face breaking a few teeth of his teeth the process.
Looking around, there's now a group of the delinquents having a slumber party on the cold street of Steeldawn city.
"sigh..." it looks like i won this figth.
Fortunately police was no where to be seen and it ill probably stay that way.
It was always like this in the City of Crime, every time the sun goes down people with ill intent, walks this street freely like it was there own.
My adrenaline started to wore down, making my injuries hurt like hell. now i regret figthing those mobs.
"I been to careless!" i murmured, inspecting my stabbed wound. This one will leave a mark. but before going home, i should deliver my package.
Leaving the dagger in stomach to avoid bleeding out, i staggered towards my bike as stinging pain in my abdomine, reminds me to hurry home.
Checking the package, i saw that pizza's i was about to deliver was all ruined by my fall after being suddenly grabbed by the leader of the gang i just fought.
"i should have add another punch to that bastard" i muttered under my breath, before riding back to the place i work at.
~*~*~*~*~*
"Sorry Sir it won't happen again".I said to my boss, but it seems that he didn't care at all.
"Don't worry about it kid " he gently grabbed my hat, which is my part-time uniform. and show me a smile.
Its first time seeing my boss smile.
"thank y- "
"YOUR FIRED!!!"
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I didn't even got my last day payment. With an almost empty wallet, i walk back to my apartment which is a few block from here. Its already midnigth so i hope my sisters was already asleep.
Reaching my Apartment i was greeted by a fat old lady.
"Hmmm...found another figth Damian? i hope you won't try to use that as a reason for not paying your rent!". She said filing her nail while sitting on the counter.
With a shakey hand i grabbed the wallet "Ummm... im sorry Mrs Barson but can you let me extend my rent, 300 pesos is all i have and i need to - ".
Before i can reach the fat lady grab the money and put it on the counter.
"i expect you to pay more next week.". She then gestures me to go away. Thanks to her i migth not be able to pay my project tomorrow.
With an empty pockets and painful wounds i quietly open the door of my apartment hoping to not wake my sister.
*creeeeeeeck...creek*
The ligths are off, thankfully it looks like she's already asleep, so i creep to the bathroom and treated myself.
Biting a peace of cloth, I steeled myself before quickly pulling the dagger from stomach before disinfecting it with alcohol.
"Hmmmp!!! Hmmp! hmmp" the pain so intense, that i almost screamed. Taking my black t-shirt off, i saw the numerous scars i got from most of my encounters, why the hell im i not dead yet?
Using my shaking hand i grabbed a glue from my cabine, forced my wounds close and glue it to seal the deal.
After that i took a bath. thankfully the wound on my head stopped bleeding, so i only applied bandage on it. having no energy left i jumped to bed and goes to dream land where chika babe's are waiting for me..... i hope.
....
The smell of freshly steamed rice, fried egg found its way to my nose. I can hear the sizzling of oil in a pan and the profanities yelled by a housewife on the third floor. with that i know its time to wake up.
The pain from my stomach has subsided a little bit and only painful when touched, i read from an article that its wasn't normal for a wound that deep to heal in a rather fast phase, but still thanks to that abnormality that I don't need to go to a hospital to get treated, saving money for more serious matters like paying my fat Landlady.
walking out of my room, i saw a 13 years old girl with long black hair cooking food, while she sit in a wheel chair. Its my little sister Alicia. It looks like she still have some spare cash from washing dishes in the restaurant owned by an old couple near us.
She turned her head toward me.
"Brother your awake, i-" her sentence was cut midway after looking at the bandages in my head.
".....you got to figth didn't you?"Alicia squint her eyes in me.
"No, i just fell from a stair after i missed a stepped." i shrugged showing my best poker face.
"Stop lying! your not that clumsy."Her eyes started to moisen.
"I told you, over and over again to stop participating on street brawls! ...snifff your lucky to survived until now ...snifff. but you migth not be so lucky next time!"
Walking forward i pulled her in my embrace.
"Shhhhhh.. shhhh.. I promise its only a little accident, stop crying." I stroked her hair to calm her down.
"Why do you keep getting yourself hurt ...sniff , what if one day you'll also be gone like Grandma...sniff. "
"I... won't."
She stare at me with her green emerald like eyes. "You promised?"
"Yes, I promise "
The words i muttered seemed to calmed Alicia down. its been tough for her since our grandma died. Plus having half of her body paralyzed of a disease, made matter worse for her.
My only hope is to finish college and get a job as soon as possible to atlease give her a better life.
I hurriedly change the subject of our conversation "Sorry Alicia it looks like i can't buy the book you wanted this week. theres.....a little problem that I suddenly come in contact with, But dont worry it will be solved in a jippy"
"Ohhh...is that so"
I felt a hint disappointed in her voice, but she hurriedly hide it and show me a smile.
"Don't worry about me brother I understand." Alicia said, before gaving me a plate of cooked rice and scrambled egg.
She's really looking forward reading that book... hays.
After taking a shower and changing my clothes with white t-shirt and jeans i look at the mirror. I saw a man with a black hair, sharp cold eyes, and a menacing look on his face. why was i born this way.
Grabbing my small knapsack i waved my sister good bye before walking out of the street. As soon i walk out of door of the huge building, i was blocked a limousine.
A huge buff guy in a suit with an impressive mustache walk out of the limousine and opens a door revealing a slender girl about 18 years old in a black and red short dress, she walk out of the car and stared at me with her ruby red eyes.
With her long blond hair, and blemish free face there is no doubt she was a beauty, but there is something that i felt off about her, or I could say a familiar kind of feeling that I can't explain. She slowly gave a me courteous bow.
"Its nice to see you, Damian Garcia or should, i say husband."
