A beautiful day

She is still nervous about the necklace wary seemingly, he notices her stare towards the bag and hears a slight mumble in her voice, she advises him to sell it if he was planning to sell it, before offering to order food for both of them, her eyes seem to keep darting towards the bag of his.

Looking towards the bag he would tuck the handle in rather quickly and ignore her seeming curiosity, She would mention ordering a special of which she only knew and he would contemplate accepting it but in the end refuse, he would continue to insist on her keeping the necklace 'I insist that you keep it perhaps just as a way to remember me, it is the least I can do for you, I am afraid I must refuse to have food for I have other plans on which I must attend to, It was a pleasure meeting you'

He would quickly stand up throwing his bag onto his shoulder and looking at her with a smile he would call for a waitress gaining a pen and paper for a moment and writing down his number 'If you ever wish to contact me again perhaps you may call me, I may not always be available to answer but it would be a divine pleasure to meet you once again'

He would continue to browse through his pockets after handing her the number and thanking the waitress, his hand would be jittery as he searched for a cigarette finally remembering he had smoked his last one he would chuckle nervously before asking 'Do you by any chance smoke Bala, if so would you by any chance be willing to lend me a cigarette'

He smiled cautiously at her as he said this, as he knew she had seen the handle of one of his guns he only hoped she could not tell what exactly it happened to be.

He smiles as she puts the necklace on the table thanking him, she answers no to his smoking question in a curious way for he did not truly believe that she smoked her breath had left no scent of it and he had not truly seen any sign of which to say that she had, he had only asked for the sake of asking she hands him a cigarette and he bows his head in appreciation.

She advises him to quit such a sweet girl he thinks to himself, she suddenly stands up and whispers within his ear, he chuckles at her calling him nice he had never really heard that before but then again he did not hang around with many people.

He smiles at her and attempts to place a gentle kiss upon her cheek before leaving 'Thank you for caring, I enjoyed your company, what is in my bag is not of too much concern, do not worry for me please.

She orders the special of which she had mentioned earlier and he listens to her telling him to get the special alongside her next time they meet, it made him laugh a short amount before he placed the cigarette within his lips and sparked the lighter on it's tip, taking one smoke he would wave goodbye as he began to leave through the front door his bag on his shoulder.

It had been a nice little waste of time enjoyable and relaxing, he wished he may have made her feel good herself, and he wished he could have waited longer for her sake and have gotten that special of which he would have to call her up on again sometime. He had work however of which he must proceed upon his guns were ready and a location had been decided upon all he had to do was wish that nothing too bad happened, he would eventually rise through this crime hierarchy and regain the glory of his family, he would need friends on his way this he was almost sure of perhaps he may find someone willing to help him gain more skill within his weapon creation.

Walking through the streets of the town he would notice the quick change of scenery as he entered the rougher districts of town, the one he was heading for shouldn't bring him too much hassle but he knew that they were ran by multiple gangs any of which may easily kill him, he had thought of joining a family before he finally makes his own and may still set ahead on that course but for now he would save money through simple weapon dealing a nice and profitable way for him to get on his two legs.

he had used the same spot twice before and not encountered any true disturbances, heck he hoped he may have gained a slight name for himself perhaps enough to allow him quick and easy selling.

Arriving at his spot he would lean against a wall beside the entrance to the alleyway holding his bag over his shoulder and smoking awaiting any possible customers he had gave a few customers of whom he had met an alias which consisted of his surname and Laminas as a first name, The Heavenly Blade a nice nickname he thought to himself and if it ever caught on it could prove rather useful.

He would smile at a few passer-byers whom seemed to have given him somewhat dirty looks they seemed like couples going for a night's dine dressed in formal attire.

After a few minutes of couples walking by he was faced with what he assumed may be a possible customer, it was an intimidating man not too large or tall he stood at about 5'10 but he had a look about him his face was serious and he was not messing around, Tyrek could see two men standing a moderate sized gap from behind him, they had their hands placed apparently ready to quickly take out a weapon of some sort if needed.

The man would introduce himself with a smile though his face would still remain a rather stern expression 'My name is Ramone, and these two fellas behind me are my associates' he would motion with his right hand for them to move closer, they both were rather tall men standing at least 6'4 he would assume and muscular one of whom held the mark of a scar upon his left eye the other on his right it was a weird marked scar in such a way that it could not be coincidental.

Ramone would continue to speak in a low tone alongside motioning Tyrek threateningly to move closer into the alleyway, Tyrek could see clearly that the two men had their hands gripping pistols so complied with the man's order of sorts. they walked through a little until they could not be seen on the streets and Ramone began to speak again 'Now I've heard a little rumour that someone of your description has been selling stuff, on my turf.. Now i'm not going to just instantly jump on you as such but what I am going to do is ask you this, Who The Fuck Are You?'

Tyrek paused a moment before answering calmly and apologising for his intrusion 'You can call me Laminas Caelestis, I am sorry if I have intrude within your space for I had known that you or anyone stood control here I would ask for the permission of sale, Now I must ask you humbly to forgive me for this inconvenience.

Tyreks right hand moved discreetly towards his own gun of which he held in his trousers, He did not wish to have to make use of it but desperate times call for desperate measure and he would use it if he was truly threatened. Ramone would laugh loudly look back at his two 'Associates' and send a fist towards Tyrek's head, instinctively blocking he would quickly arm himself with his own gun and begin to ready his own gun at the man's gut before feeling a heavy thud smashing through his side one of the men had sent a fist straight at him and instantly sent him rolling to the floor, he felt as if a bone had been broken in that simple punch and knew these men were nothing to be taken lightly forcing himself to his knees he would attempt to apologise once more 'I am sincerely sorry sir I did not mean you no harm as for the gun it was a mere reflex'

The man would chuckle again before sicking his boy's on Tyrek whom attempted to get up and dodge but was hit in the jaw too quickly sending him sprawling back upon his back, he felt his jaw crack and blood fell from his mouth, however next time an attack was sent for him he manage to roll himself safely out of the way lift himself hardily back to his feet and send a hit of his own, his fist would connect with one of the men's jaws sending him into a slight daze before he would manage to send a roundhouse kick upon the other's neck knocking him back an amount and forcing blood from the man's nose. Tyrek felt his ribs pain him as he hit the two men overexertion of possible broken bones he guessed.

He quickly aimed his pistol and sent a shot straight into the forehead of the dazed man knocking him instantly dead, he knew these men would kill him if he didn't kill them and so would resort to drastic measures, as he aimed towards the others head and was ready for another shot he felt a crunch on his leg as it was pierced by a bullet knocking him to one knee. the larger man would charge him now forcing him to the ground but Tyrek would use a piece of a nearby broken bottle to slit the man's neck before he was caused too much pain and suffering.

His breath was heavy and ribs pained badly his right shoulder had been dislocated by the man's charge and he was no longer capable of firing back so he would run for it using the large man's body to stall a small amount of time he would be forced with a limp to run as he ran through the alleyway losing blood on his way he would throw his bag into a bin to allow him easier mobility.

This man Romane would fear him yet, he would gain his revenge even if it took time disrespect was disrespect no matter where it came from and Romane deserved what he had planned for him.

Tyrek would stop running finally arriving at the end of the alleyway there was wire fence between him and a road but he could hear Romane nearby and was not willing to risk it he had to figure out a way for him to climb with his dislocated shoulder and bullet hole ridden leg, alongside most likely broken or at the very east badly bruised ribs.

His phone had sounded a few times while he was running for his life approximately four he would think and thus he had put the phone to vibrate, he had yet to make any contacts so knew there was only one possible perpetrator of the calls, Bala.

He would use a piece of nearby pipe connected to a building beside him to relocate the arm pushing his harm strongly against it letting out a grunt as he did so, he would then proceed to gather a mix of cardboard and wooden boards and create himself a viable stand to at least allow some form of aid on his climb.

Forcing himself over the metal fence he would find his body badly cut as he fell over the side onto his back his hoodie had been torn and his stomach and arms were filled with small bleeding cuts, it was painful. He kept lying on the pathway beside a busy road in which he had fallen for a few minutes deducing that Romane had stopped chasing him but not willing to take any chances.

He would notice his phone vibrating on the road nearby, and deciding to answer it he would outstretch his right arm grimacing in pain as he did so to grab the phone and answer. He would listen not hearing anything for a moment before finally beginning to listen to voices speaking nearby the phone it seemed was sprawling upon the floor not unlike his own was but moments ago, finding it strange he would not reply but listen hearing the voices clearly he would make out two men and what sounded like a scared girl the first thing that came to his mind shot him straight to his feet...Bala.

he would listen for any distinct sounds of where she may be he could hear a rat scurrying past the phone, she was in an alleyway somewhere but...where may that somewhere be he would lift two fingers to his head in deep thought using all that he had analyzed about this girl she seemed well off.. rich even, he would begin cutting through the possible estates of which her apartment may reside upon he at the very least assumed that she was on her way home and knew it was rather late, cutting through the possibilities he would narrow down the possible estates thinking of those which may have an unsafe alleyway nearby, he hit himself in the head annoyed at himself he had to think he had created his own inner map of this city and he needed to browse through it it was a step in his growth, how else would he ever rise through the ranks and fly past all those whom stood before.

he listened more intently hearing the sound of wind blow through he knew it was definitely an open location he could hear an electrical disturbance nearby, perhaps a possible location which may consume large amounts of energy, as he continued to browse through his mind banks he would eventually narrow it down to one single location, it was not far from here if he could somehow force himself to run again he may be capable of reaching it within the next 5 to ten minutes he thought.

e could not allow a woman to be harmed it was the most dishonourable act on which he could do, he valued chivalry and it took a large amount of his life values, after all his Mamma had raised him in such a way and she was quite possibly the most noble person she had ever seen a tear would fall from his left eye as he ran his body telling him to stop ready to collapse.

Running through the road with oncoming cars he would face the glares of pissed off but also confused drivers and pedestrians alike. His running would continue until he finally arrived outside of the location in which he assumed they may be falling to a single knee and panting in exhaustion he would begin to formulate his ideas as he knew he was not the most capable of a fight as of current yet he still couldn't leave a girl alone to be harmed.

Finally speaking into the phone he would in a clear and cold voice 'I don't know who you are but you've made a horrible enemy today, your nightmare shall come to life and it shall do more than haunt you.'

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Tyrek would take in some breaths deeply before continuing on his quest, he would raise his bloodied arms to his neck painfully cracking it his jaw was still broken and his words had probably been slightly slurred but he would still get this done, first thing he needed was a weapon of some kind, tearing some cloth from his trousers using a piece of barbed wire which had found itself stuck atop his back he would begin to head into the alleyway hearing a thud and the slight sound of speech he would begin to crouch attempting silence he would hide behind a bin for a moment taking a look at the area nearby, he had hung up the phone so as to not give them much of a chance of spotting him.

Quickly turning the phone completely off he would begin to look through the contents of the bin finding a few glass bottles he would break them into smaller shards and begin mixing the wire with alongside the trousers to create a string of blades using further scrap metal of which he had found within the bin and mixing it with his own powers he would create a handle for a make shift bladed weapon there were multiple jagged pieces of glass covering it to make it assume deadly properties and his powers would allow to help in its effectiveness holding it in a backhand and finding it worked more like a whip he would begin to head on his way the weapon was rather long about 2 metres altogether, it should do the job for him he thought but just in case he would take another piece of broken glass this time from a broken dish sharpening it into a refined blade he would begin mixing it with some other components creating a scrap metal handle and a pushed button of sorts to create a possible projectile he would then place it in his pocket and begin walking towards the location of the thud slowly creeping up on it he would walk in on two teenagers engaging in a consensual sexual relation and turning his head quickly he would begin walking again his limp still apparent and his body still badly hurt but confident.

Walking through the alleyway he would eventually stumble upon two young males carrying something and in the midst of throwing it into a bin he knew instantly from the shape it was Bala. Anger surged within him and he began to speak whipping the ground with his newly created weapon to gain their attention, he enjoyed the feel of this weapon and decided if it worked effectively enough as well that he would create an updated and more refined form of it for his own possible use 'Now your nightmare comes to life' A sadistic smile covered his lips as he watched the two men turn to them, he would quickly send the whip flying through the air and into his throat quickly lacerating his neck, the blood would squirt a beautiful colour landing upon both Tyrek and the man's own friend. Tyrek would chuckle and lick his lips a creepy smile piercing his lips as the man began to charge him with an iron pipe but his attack was in vain for Tyrek managed to pull the lip straight through the mans head cleaving the man's head straight from his head more blood would fall glorious blood all that could fill his head was...Success he had made a weapon of great valuability and maneuverability and perhaps he could upgrade it to be even more versatile and useful.

After a moment of his mind going through the thoughts of success he would quickly refocus on the task at mind saving the one known as Bala a sweet girl he thought he hoped she had not suffered too badly. Opening the bin and fetching her from it calmly leaving her upon the floor leaning next to a nearby wall he was shocked to see her bleeding and her clothes seemingly tattered, these men did not deserve to be called men for they were beasts of true vile intentions.

Looking into her eyes an intended warm smile which may look more psychotic ue to the blood across his face he would say in a gentle voice 'It's okay now, perhaps you should have wished yourself good luck' He would begin to think of two possibilities for he needed to get home as soon as possible and he could not take her to her own instead, his choices were were to either leave her here alone vulnerable weak even or bring her to his apartment he decided he would wait on her a bit wait until she was okay and then hopefully bring her home with him safely despite the shittiness of his apartment he couldn't take any other choice.

His look swayed off to the two men he had killed and his smile grew wider as he began to browse through their pockets and steal from their dead bodies they didn't need it anymore nor did they deserve it when they lived, he finally ended up with a packet of cigarettes which made his grin grow even larger and 20 bucks in cash. He would sit across from Bala his own body nearly void of energy.