1 CHAPTER 1

I have always been indulgent in my own ways. I keep all the humiliation and public stigmatization in control with humility that I must have in other to survive.

"What is my purpose? What can I achieve in this tainted world." I thought to myself. I only do what I am told to do. I don't have liberty to say or do anything else.

Let me explain my situation clearly. I live in a world where only the Rich have the Higher power, where the Poor are just indispensable factors. Unfortunately I am among the Poor. I have the right to only be abused and not abuse. But is that what "RIGHT" is supposed to mean.

Every day. I live in fear of getting caught by One of them (The Rich). So I live a very seclusive life with my parents. Without them I would have given up on life but since I have them around I need to find means of bringing food to the table. Believe me just thinking about that is enough to make me forget about "Death".

One fateful morning, I walked the path to my workshop. "Hey!! Ugly stop right there." A guy in a very fancy Car said. I didn't want to get myself in trouble so I kept on walking. I acted as though it wasn't I, he was calling on to. He dropped from the Car and walked hurriedly to get to me. "Hey!! didn't you hear what I said?"He said as he grabbed my hair, punching me on the face. "Who do you think you are, Huh?." He giggled. He gestured and another guy came out from the Car. They were dressed in suits the guy that came out from the Car was short and had a very stunted nose. He seemed like he just finished taking alcohol.

He staggered while walking. "I thought you wanted to have all the fun alone. Why call me?." He said.

"It's not fun hitting this good for nothing alone. So please join me." The guy stumping my head on the ground said. I laid on the ground thinking to myself. "Should I attack them? If I do!! It may become a hassle for me. I may be endangering my parents." I let bygones be bygones. They pummeled me and left me there wasted on the floor. I walked to the workshop, did what was needed of me and left for Home. I made sure I didn't leave any bruises unattended.

After getting home. "Son, welcome how was ..." She stopped and walked closer to me.

"What happened to you?."

"Mom nothing happened." I said as I held her hand ensuring that nothing had happened.

"You should know, I am your mother and there's nothing about you that I don't know, so tell me where did you get these injuries." She said with a worried expression. I could resist her.

"It was the Elric brothers" I said, whispering.

"Again? What did you do?" She said

"I did nothing. I walked in the street minding my own business but they came and attacked me." I said, annoyed.

"What should we do about this? They won't just let you go. (After a brief silence) Son!! How about you leave this place. Go far away from here. That way they won't bother you again." She said

"What do you mean 'LEAVE THIS PLACE? I will never abandon my parents not now and not ever. It's not like am scared of them, am just being careful of the influence they hold. If not because of you, I would have.." She didn't let me complete my sentence by hugging me as tears drop from her eyes.

"I get it. Then stay with us. I'm sorry I suggested this." She said in a quivering voice.

"Mom, please don't cry. I don't like it when you cry." I said as I pat her.

"OK. I won't cry again." She said as she smiles.

Meanwhile.

In a very huge mansion, a man seated in a well furnished couch in a disclosed room of what seems like a living room. Close to him was a woman who was in her Forties, dressed in a black gown with elegant designs that will assure anyone who sees her, that she is a rich woman.

(I present to you Mr and Mr's VALIENTE. A very influential group of people that didn't come from a poor origin. Since inception, they where originally rich people that only get their Daughters married to extremely rich people to keep on the family culture).

Coming down from the stairs of that enormous mansion. Was a very beautiful lady that has a very well kept skin as it brightens any place she steps in. Her beauty was unrivaled. Her figure was one that makes any man boils with pleasure just by looking at her. This beautiful lady's name was Olympia, Olympia Valiente.