Flashback

3rd Person

Date: 8th May 2001.

As the ruthless wind threw the cruel, nail like rain droplets down onto Konstanz, Stuttgart Germany, the population scurry around, struggling to find some sort of shelter from this skin-breaking rain. What kind of weather is this?

Most of the citizens video tape this, unusual weather. The sea level was rising up, the waves crashing against the seawall some of the water successful of spraying upwards covering the pavement and roads that was right next to it, the screams of shock as people were sprayed with the water, everyone was in some way soaking wet, and not in a good way.

At this point, the citizens of Konstanz were trying to get home, safely.

Those who were hit by the harsh rain had numerous red dots on them, they were in pain, the children who were hit were screaming in pain, even some teens, adults and elders. Today is not a good day...

The workers in hospitals around Konstanz were being called all around the place, they were struggling to answer every call, the workers who had a holiday, were being called in urgently. They all were trying their best to help the people out, even the police. No one knew who was happening. Was the world ending?

Alot of people who were in a fatal position due to the rain, weren't getting the hospitals attention due to the fact of the many calls. This was going to kill Konstanz population if the rain didn't stop soon.

- Hospital -

Inside the now packed hospital, people were getting checked on by nurses and doctors. The red spots were unusual, unheard of, unique. The workers in the hospital have no idea what the cure would be. Just numbing cream? That was only working for a couple minutes before the pain worsened...

Whilst all of this was happening in the majority of hospital floors and rooms inside 1 room on the second floor was a pregnant lady in labor, waiting to give birth any minute now. The lady is called Lindsey Grothmann, a women who was forced into a marriage at the age of 18. Her parents were money hungry, and well they got the bucket load of money in the end. But they lost the love from their daughter.

They had regretted marrying her off, but they lost her. Lindsey never wanted to see them again, she hated their guts! If she could go back in time she would run off, never to be seen again. But that'll never happen, but she's always wanted kids, they were innocent, clueless even of the reality of judgement and hatred that floats around the world. The crimes that cannot be stopped unless they were caught, the cheaters that lived in joy and boredom. Earth was a cruel mother fucker and deserved to be better, but no one could change it... The universe creates our story from the day we're born. No one has a say in what they do, our bodies and soul are in the hands of the universe. No matter what people say.

"Baby, it's ok just breath. You're doing so well, you are so strong carrying a child for 10 months," Her husband, Xaver had commented making a few noises as he pecks the individual fingers of the women's hand. Xaver wasn't born in a wealthy family, he's in the middle of high and middle class. He fell in love with Lindsey since the moment he wandered his eyes to her, she was gorgeous, a goddess. His father was a boss of a small company called Twinkle which was doing great and his mother was a lawyer.

Xaver has anger problems, he wants his way and his way only, if it isn't his way... Let's say vases are broken and cops are called. Lindsey has always said he is terrifying when pissed. She described it like being abused mentally, but you're so use to it. She hated him so much, but there was always a soft spot for him as well, he created such a child that they both can love, ever so dearly together. Even if Xaver didn't technically want kids.

"Love this child as much as me dear... He'll be ever so precious, he'll be special. Our magic little boy that'll bring smiles all around." Lindsey had said smiling through the tear tracks on her face. The pain in her stomach was unbearable.

"Our little joy of sunshine." Xaver had said caressing the bump through the last contraction before she is screaming in pain.

"The baby! It's going out!! It hurts! Fuck!!" Endless streams of curse words and torturous screams were heard around the room, even from the hallway. 3 midwives had rushed in to help deliver the soon to be born child.

"Push, you've got this."

"You're doing great, Mrs Grothmann."

"Nearly there, you are so close, 2 more pushes!"

"I can't... bre..." Lindsey's words were coming so slowly, she was becoming ever so weak, she couldn't do it. She was losing consciousness. "Take care... baby Nic...Nicola...s"

Those were her final words before the monitor next to her was beeping in a straight line. She was... gone.

Nurses soon had to rush the procedure, the baby was out, screaming with blood and yellowish white goop on his face. The umbilical cord was cut by the father as the newborn baby was resting on his chest, Xaver was emotionless, tears streaming down his face. He has just lost the love of his life, because of the baby she's wanted ever do dearly.

Take care of baby Nicolas...

The nurses gave a baby formula milk to the father, for the baby's first drink ever. Too bad it wasn't from the nipple.

"Have you got the name for the baby boy?" One of the nurses had said, "Nicolas Grothmann." Xaver had answered pretty quickly, glancing at his now deceased wife, the last threads of sweat dripping down the lady's forehead, she looked relaxed now... She was in peace.

"Nicolas, you'll be a strong, independent man at the age of 6, if you aren't... You'll be unworthy. Enjoy the first 6 years as best as you can. Because the years after that I'll make you pay for my wife. Bitch." Xaver had commented coldly, his cold icy stare goes unnoticed by the baby as he falls asleep in his fathers embrace.

6 years later...

Today was a very hot and sunny day, kids were playing with other kids, screaming and giggling as they play tag in the park whilst their parents watch with smiles on their faces. How innocent kids are always is something we'll keep for however long the parents want to shelter them for.

Whilst some parents are protective over their kids, some aren't, those are the ones who will make your kids not the same, they'll talk about sex, swear and how many parties they've gotten drunk at already, they are the liars, they are the cunts who spread rumors.

One kid had it both, his father protected him from the dangers but didn't hide the alcohol or sex he had, the kid was called Nicolas Grothmann, he had watched his father fuck numerous women over the 6 years he's been breathing for.

Different toys, sex positions, condom flavors, everything. His dad was a kinky mother fucker. Nicolas has even joined in fucking a chick, but all he did was suck on the titties and play with the vibrator levels... Let's say the female didn't like it on max level.

As Nicolas was walking home he was thinking once again, who was his mother? Was she proud of him so far?

As he entered the 2 story home all he smelt was sex and alcohol, his father was getting good head, he was groaning and thrusting in and out of the females mouth, another women from his work place maybe...

"Nicolas."

"Yes, Xaver sir" Nicolas has never been able to call his father, father or dad. Xaver had said it wasn't nice and he'll only allow the sluts to call him... daddy.

"Starting from today... shit go faster, ugh like that. After school you'll be taking a few self-defense classes. I've signed you up for Judo, The approach and Karate. I'll be taking you there right after your last class, then I'll pick you up at 10 pm when your last class, karate ends." He said, he beginning to thrust deeper inside the women's throat as she rubs her clit faster in speed of Xaver thrusting making her moan around the cock that belongs to the man.

"But, Xaver I don't want --"

"I don't give a shit what you want! I am trying to protect you ok? Trust me, I care deeply about you." His father had glanced towards the younger boy, with that fake expression on his face that screamed I am trying to make you believe that I care.

~

After that conversation his father had become much more aggressive and harsh, both physically and mentally. Nicolas was becoming lonely and depressed real quick, his emotions were disappearing as he was becoming more higher ranked in every self-defense class that was thrown his way. His father was proud of him, proud that he will soon be creating a money making machine.

Every night Nicolas would look up at the stars and allow all of his emotions out and cry, he'll pray that this'll soon be over, away from Xaver and with his mum, if he ever found where she is. He wouldn't be surprised if she had ran off, he couldn't stay upset at his nonexistent mother. Though Nicolas always wonders what it would be like if she was here.

Maybe it would be more happier and they could have fun holidays and cheeky little movie nights... The boy could only dream.

10 years later...

After he had mastered all of his self-defense classes he was told that both him and his father will be moving to Berlin, the Capital of Germany. There Nicolas would train/workout 60% of the time and the other 40% would be his time to learn and finish homework and all that jazz.

Right now Nicolas is 16 years old, he's a knock out machine! He's won fights against other teens to above 30 year old's, he's unstoppable! He had huge biceps and the girls at his school were all fond of his soon to be 8-pack, some have even paid Nicolas just to lick them, though Nicolas is into that so it usually ends up with him fucking their brains out in a classroom, storage room, toilet or changing rooms. He's fucked whores everywhere. Even in the corridors, but he usually has a crowd of horny bitches and man whores watching all hard or wet. Live porn is great in person.

Even though Nicolas had this life, he wasn't exactly happy, his father wasn't nice, especially when he refused to do certain things or fight certain people. Moreover gang members, he didn't want to win and get destroyed by an entire gang, that'll be humiliating for the teen.

"Nicolas."

"Yes, Xaver?"

"Some girl wants you to fuck her for a great deal of money."

Xaver, now was literally centimetres away from becoming a millionaire, because of Nicolas. He didn't even give the boy even a bit of the cash, it was only for him.

Nicolas was slowly getting fed up by his excuse of a father, he wanted to murder the living daylights out of him. Wanted the money he damn well deserved. But he's got a plan, but now he'll give this girl a goddamn great time...

~ ⚠ 16+

"You want to feel my cock inside you, huh you cock slut!?" Nicolas had raised his voice a bit at the 14 year old girl, she whimpered in enjoyment and a bit of fear but that outweighed the pleasure she felt down there. She was leaking all over his bed and goddamn it was a sight.

"Please master... please fuck me so hard that blood comes out of my wet pussy!" She screamed, moaning as Nicolas was licking her entrance with his wet tongue, his saliva dripping down onto her clit every now and them. "Please, fuck me master, fuck me, fuck me, ahhh!" She chanted as he began inserting 2 fingers at once, it was a sudden harsh shock to her, she didn't like that one bit.

"No, no stop. It hurts." She shakily said, looking directly into the eyes of Nicolas.

"First you wanted blood coming out of ya slutty pussy, now as I shove 2 fingers inside of you, you want to stop?! That's not how it works bitch," He harshly slaps her across the face, as she gasps. Trying to process what was happening, but before she could do anything, she was forcibly handcuffed to his bed. Unable to move her wrists, she began to panic.

"Shh baby girl, if you do as you're told you can become uncuffed and leave. You hear me?" He said, grabbing hold of her chin rather harshly. Whimpering a yes in response she soon felt a piercing shock of pain in the lower region, he had shoved all 9 inches of him inside of her.

The 14 year old girl was screaming for him to stop, but that only pissed him off more. Nicolas had become so much like his father that the torturous screams to stop didn't effect him like it did years ago when he was still in Stuttgart.

"Didn't I say shut up? No one can hear you, this room is sound proof." He gritted into her ear, she didn't stop crying, whimpering for some sort of soft touch.

As he started to pull out he had suddenly thrusting back in, the girls pussy was beating fast, blood was surely going to make it around Nicolas's cock and he'll damn well enjoy the feeling of blood on his cock.

A trail of wet kisses the girl was softly moaning again, even with the blood dripping out of her, the stinging sensation that made her flinch a few times and tighten her walls against Nicolas, causing him to groan in pleasure.

"Your body is made for fucking, you're slutty pussy is made for this, all this consented rape, Sex." Nicolas had mostly muttered to himself, but was still heard by her, she didn't know how to respond so she didn't.

Soon he became much more aggressive and began pounding into of her again, causing the pain to develop back, she loved a good pain, but this was a bit uncomfortable. She didn't know this sort of pain existed. "I'm gonna cum master! Ah fuck!" The girl screams as she came all around Nicolas's cock, he soon cumming after her. All of it ending inside of her.

"Y-you used protection right?"

"Why would I when you'll end up dead anyways whore."

Bang!

His first ever murder, the girl's head was blown, blood oozing from the gaping hole that was forcibly made. The blood of trailing down every part of her face making you confused of her identity. Though like they say, the first murder is addicting, you begin to crave more...

3 years later...

Nicolas sighs deeply as he packs a backpack full of his clothes and money he had stolen from the cupboard inside his fathers safe. He counted 250k or some number around that sort of thing.

Xaver was out fucking a group of girls, he had left his car at home as I had driven it to my last day of college, I was forced to take sports, which was track racing mostly. Nicolas was fast so he enjoyed winning for the most part.

Sighing for the 100th time he looked around the room that only held tears, sex, death and sleep. It was depressing but at least he got some action am I right?

"Good bye room, we'll be saying goodbye now, so I can move round and become the most fears male ever to roam Germany." Nicolas muttered before walking downstairs with his fathers keys in hand. All he'll need to do is sign into Germany's most feared Russian gang ever and observe, maybe even become second in command and get the deep shit, Nicolas is strong, powerful, emotionless and a damn well good and hidden criminal. He'll for sure be the talk of the gang and will rule his own gang once he knows the rules and ways... Nothing would be able to step in his ways, no love, no friendship, no nothing besides joining that damn gang.

But where were they located?