The beginning

"I don't understand. I simply don't. Why did this criminal walk free? Everyone knows he is the head of a cartel. So why does he walk free after killing so many people and ruining so many lives?" a young man commented while he ate his lunch watching tv.

"The law is really bad. That thrash is only taking advantage of it. Why does he walk free? If he does why doesn't someone just shoot him? Or who knows? Torture works. I mean Human Rights is never really uphelded anywhere. So instead of using it on the innocent why don't we just use them where its needed?"

He continued rambling away as he finished his lunch, washed his dishes and prepared to go to his part time work.

As he left his apartment and walked out of the door he realized he forgot his phone. He sighed. He really didn't like going back after walking for two minutes.

But he needed his phone. He sighed once again. As he entered the entrance door and went up the stairs he saw the door to his apartment open. His eyes went wide. He didn't even have the phone on him and at this time of the day there was no one around either.

He sneaked in. He heard noise at the back of the apartment. He went to the kitchen drawer. The kitchen was where the entrance was. He took all knifes that could harm upon contact into his hands. He took a pan and put it near his heart with some cloths and sneaked in.

He saw two thieves, both with guns. He had a lamp at his right so he threw it on to the floor. One of them prepared to check it out. As soon as he left through the door the other also put his guard up.

Seeing this he sighed in his mind. He wanted the other not to look. Video games are so much easier he thought.

"It's nothing. The door is open so probably the wind knocked it out."

"Alright."

As soon as the other one in the room went back in to continue rummaging the stuff the other one still had his back towards the young man. The young man sneaked behind him, put his hand in his mouth and stabbed him in the neck. Blood flowed everywhere. At theast instant the one in the room head a groan and went to check it out only to find a young man with his partner dead in the floor.

He pointed his gun at the young man and shoot.

BANG

CLANK

At the same time the young man threw a knife. The knife luckily landed on the chest of the man. Probably where his lungs were.

The shoot landed near his heart. Even though the pan stopped some of it it still injured him. He still used his strenght he had left to go to where the thief was and stab him in his neck.

He sighed of relief. Now that he was done he could call the police and an ambulance.

As he prepared to do so he heard a voice.

"Hey you two, what happened? Why did you shoot?"

As a third man entered he saw his friends dead on the floor. And a young man with blood on his body and with a pained expression.

He was engared. He was panicking as well. He pointed his gun and shoot to kill the young man.

BANG

As this happened the young man sighed. He really didn't like today's society. How could such dangerous weapons be so easilly obtained by idiots...?

He died where he stood.