Chapter 2

It was a beautiful sunny day in Miami, Florida. With a slight breeze passing through the city, a lot of summer travelers bringing in money, and a butt load of beautiful women walking around, what could possibly be wrong with it. "BANG BANG!" Coming down a side street into the mainstream of traffic, two cars were driving at insane speeds around tight corners and side streets. The front car was a small 2018 white Toyota, with numerous bullet holes in the right side and back of it. The vehicle behind it was a black Mercedes, with four men inside. The two men in the back were leaning out the windows and shooting at the Toyota as they were speeding down some narrow streets. The driver of the white Toyota was sweating, bleeding from two gunshot wounds, cuts all over his body, and a file sitting in the passenger seat. The young man driving was Caepron Anderson, age 19. He was a self-made multi-millionaire, orphan. When he was about 4 years old, his parents had been shot by a local drug king when they were walking back to their car from a date night. Leaving little Caepron alone and afraid. His parents had no relatives alive, or they just didn't want the kid. So Caepron ended up in the foster care system. However, at 10 years old, he ran away from his current home, which had an abusive man as the head of the house, and headed out on his own in Miami. At first, he was hungry every night, barely able to get any food whatsoever from people who took pity on him. Then one day, an old homeless man walked by and asked Caepron if he wanted a chance to better himself. Caepron had never been one to trust strangers, but he hadn't eaten in three days, so with his belly rumbling, he followed the old man.

Turns out that the old man was a self-made millionaire. He had lost all his fortunes when a fire struck and destroyed his business, supposedly by accident, but his business partner took all the insurance money, and kicked the old man out of the company, and took everything for himself. So, after many years of building back business and making investments, he got back to his former status and even made more and grew more than his former partner. He decided that he would take to the streets to find people to work with him and find an heir to his riches as well because what better way to watch someone than in their worst time of need. Caepron had caught his eye the first day the old man went out. And after almost a month of studying the boy, and watching how he would never through his honor out the window for food or anything else, the old man took him in.

After that, Caepron became his successor, being taught everything the old man could teach him to prepare him for the world. From business gurus and market masters, brokers, Wallstreet monster, to hand to hand fighting, Ninjitsu, Thai boxing, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, and Krav Maga. He taught him proper etiquette, attire, espionage, and a whole ton of other things. Caepron by the time he was 18 was the most talented bachelor that walked the planet. Yet, the old man, who later would tell Caepron his name was Joey, didn't let Caepron out into the world. He always had the best of the best teachers and professionals come to the giant warehouse mansion and teach Caepron there. Just after Caeprons's 18th birthday, Old Joey died of cancer, something he had been battling for a while. Before he died though, he handed the whole of his belongings to Caepron and then gave him a file of the drug king that killed his parents. After Joey's death, Caepron started to destroy the largest drug ring in the south. He would target their warehouses, shipments, safehouses, guns storages. If he found one of their members, they would die before the day was done. He targeted the Irish and Russian mafia. The Mexican drug cartel, and the Arabian and African warlords and dictators that operated in the south. In six months, Caepron had destroyed their operations, he had even killed several mayors, governors, senators, and even a congress woman as they had their hands deep in the shit hole Caepron was destroying. He had finally gotten the files with a list of the rest of the people involved throughout the states. He had it in the file he had, as the hard evidence, and posted it all over the internet as well. He was trying to reach the Miami chief of police, one of the few people Caepron trusted in Miami to be able to get this information to the whole of the government. And that brings us to now.

BANG BANG, Caepron was bleeding out his left side, and a wound in his right upper leg. Somehow, he had been found in his safe house mansion, possibly because he had forgotten to cover his internet tracks. But at this point he didn't care, he just needed to get four more streets away and there was the police station. He cut a hard right and floored the gas pedal, trying to just get to the main street. As he did, guns shots were going off behind him, inside the Mercedes was the Russian mafia leader for Miami. After one more turn, Caepron managed to get to the main street and swerved into the police station parking lot. There were dozens of cops coming in and out, so they couldn't miss him. Caepron kicked the door open, grabbed the file, and started running towards the front doors. The Russian mafia boss, Egor Agin, pulled up behind Caepron and got out shooting everyone. All of a sudden, the normal day police station became an all-out warzone. 4 more cars with about a dozen more mafia members pulled up, and they and the cops had a slug fiesta of bullets. Caepron wobbled up the steps where the chief had just gotten out the door with dozens of cops following him with m4s. He saw Caepron and lunged towards him to get him out of harm's way. Caepron smiled and took a step forward. BANG! A spray of blood came out of Caepron's chest. He looked down, smiled, and then fell forward. The chief dove to catch him, and pulled him behind the concrete wall. "Don't you dare die on me kid, not after all the shit I'm gonna have to go through with all this mess you made!" Caepron smiled and chuckled, causing him to spit a little blood and be in slight pain. "I've got it all chief, that file over there has every single one of those scum, and evidence enough to incriminate and bury them under charges and warrants." Caepron pointed at the file slightly out of his reach, laying next to the pool of his blood slowly forming underneath him. "Good job kid, not only did you get the evidence, you pissed them off in the process, you are in for so much paperwork it will kill you!" Caepron smiled as he slowly felt the grip of death take him. As he was closing his eyes though, something that the world would later say was a miracle happened. The sky teared open in numerous places, and small bright lights, billions of them, shot out of the sky all over the world. One of them in particular shot towards Caepron on the ground. He watched as a small crystal, no bigger than 3 inches, hovered right over him. It was a beautiful thing, it was transparent but looked to hold a tiny universe inside it. While the chief was busy looking at the sky in shock, Caepron grabbed the crystal just to see what it was. The moment his hand wrapped around the crystal, a voice spoke in Caeprons head. "Welcome to The Awakened World!"