04-10-2010, 04:46 PM
Chapter One: Nomad Hate
Some years ago in the Ghettos of Pittsburgh.
[color=#999999]Yeah, in the streets, that's how its working here, right.
Takin' money from others and hope they wont gettin it from ya.
It's live going on in the streets.
Sadun was thinking.
He is walking through the Streets, little boy, 15 years old, going to get some food for himself and his mum.
The last money for the month, and its just the 13th. Dirty streets, full of criminals, drugdealers and Sadun,
walking the street to the supermarkt, flipping his coins up and catch them again, flipping it up, and catch them...His hands are empty. A dark voice appeared:
"Pretty much monay fora' kid hm?!"
"What'cha thinking how ya are?"
Sadun goes one step to the shadow of the man, he shows his fist and said some aggressiv words. The man only laughs.
"Think'ya big boy? Could be dangerous lil'kid"
The man steps out of the shadow, he is a large man, wearing a black cloak, Scar in the face and golden teeths. He is pointing his gun right between the eyes of Sadun.
"You think you are a bigman with you gun, stealing money from a boy, by force! Go to the dirt you've been raised from!"
Everything went black...
He opens his eyes again, lieing down in the streets, face in a puddle. Life isnt easy in the streets of Pittsburgh!
Here he is, empty pockets, nothing to eat for the rest of the month,
so he had do to what he has learned out here. Go and get the food without paying for it.
His mum alwasy told him not to do this, but which options does he have,
not eating for the rest of the month? No, has to get something to eat.
Pockets full of meat and vegetables he arrived back home. He opend the door:
Mum, i'm back, sorry that it taked me so long. Silence...
Mum? he shouted again, but no response. Then he could hear something, seeing a picture, its like he was dreaming.
He sees something looking like a gem or something else. Then suddenly a sound woked himup of this daydream.
Was it really a daydream, he heared voices and saw pictures never so clear in his dream.
But this sound, what was is? It was the sound of a gun. He ran to the bedroom and saw his mom, bleeding all over the body,
her eyes are staring at him, but they are cold. His mom got killed, he doesn't know why, they dont got anything special.
They are poor, without money.
And what does this daydream have to do with it?? Story will go on!