Prologue: The School Of Hard Knocks

Darkened Alley Way, Outside Leonettis Restaurant, Temple City….

Unyielding and merciless hunger pains ripped through the body of a small and incredibly thin lad with slick black hair down to his shoulders and crisp blue eyes as he attempted to make himself move through the dark black puddles on the rain slick sidewalk as the cold and disorientation brought on by his slow starvation made it quite difficult for him to navigate the vast streets and winding alleyways before him. He was shirtless, one could see the thin build of his muscle tone and a bit of his ribcage from one glance when anyone bothered to look upon him. His legs were covered in torn and ill fitting brown trousers that seemed to ride up his caves as he ran. His feet were bare, a mistake if ever there was one to be made given all the dirt and grime on the streets and sidewalks. They were covered in water and filth as he continued his long run zipping by establishment after establishment in fear for his young life and desperately trying to avoid being captured by infamous scalp hunters known collectively as The Boys In Black.

The Boys In Black, were armed to the teeth with pistols of the old era and future high-tech gadgets that enabled their ” retrieval jobs ” all the more easy for them when employed by certain government officials. The boy had been an escapee of sorts although, he had not began his life in such conditions. Hed been born in the Irish Region Of Munster. His family had been quite poor, like most people born after The Great Reset of the world that took place in the 2000s crime, starvation, and over all rage had been at an all time high and the scumbags whom fancied themselves in charge thought they could run an entire world full of unruly people by starving them, causing discontent, and gender confusion and separation. Needless to say, they poked the bear one too many times and people who were around long enough to remember the old days sparked a new kind of revolution.

Tired of being corralled like cattle and treated lower than peasants, the people revolted massively on a grand scale causing the privileged to take refuge elsewhere while the angry people took over their left behind mega cities where all the wealth and privilege had been splurged on for the sake of vacation spots for those thinking people were beneath them. The rage festered and the people took back what they would have had in the glory days. There was no government, no de facto leader but those with means eventually managed to conquer states like they were individual countries and territories of their own.

It was a time of utter chaos and rampant scientific experimentation that both advanced technology and broke all the rules when it came to human decency. The wealthy and powerful ended up creating a secondary race of genetically altered human beings that lived among the traditional race. ”Grafties ”, or the derogatory name ”Garrafas ” resulted in the second race being treated like the animals they were spliced with.

The lungs of the running boy, were burning as he gasped for breath which only served to hurt his already aching lungs the more he took in. The dry heat had not been much in the way of assistance for him as he felt his muscles began to stiffen and cramp due to how long hed been running. Desperation had finally lead him to an Italian restaurant on the corner of 4th and Hill Street, where he could see the flashing of the red neon and the darkened alleyway that he longed to slip into. Try as he might, he had not quite made it to the alley before his legs gave out and he found himself tripping over his own weary feet and tumbling into the grey garbage cans that were promptly lined up behind the restaurant and near the darkened alley.

The loud ruckus had gotten the attention of the gentlemen whom had been doing business inside and they came out with guns blazing. The Boys In Black were pelted with bullets and were forced to take cover and return fire, but found theyd been out of their league and outmanned in the exchange. The owner of the establishment, had not been much for government officials and rightly despised the twisted freaks whom were rumored to go about kidnapping helpless peoples children and carting them off to be experimented and who knew what else on.

”GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY NEIGHBORHOOD! ” shouted the owner of the establishment enraged at their very presence. ”YOU TWO BIT CHILD THIEVING ASSHOLES! ”

His crew were also dressed in black suits with white pinstripes and shiny dress shoes with what had been known to have been fedora hats, but had a more refined look than mysterious as they continued to fire off shot after shot of their high powered weapons at the intruders to their neighborhood. They mirrored the gangsters of old like it was their own identity from way back when after coming across old footage of digital films and emulating the style to soot them in the so called modern age.

Having no choice, the fiends backed off their pursuit believing the boy as good as dead with the normies about in the first place once they found out what hed truly been. The crew had gone back inside as per the instruction of their leader, whom had taken notice of the now unconscious boy amid his toppled trash cans.

”Pieces of shit have no decency. ” he muttered.

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