naruto1246
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I got bored and wrote this awhile back. feel free to hate
I was 12and was with my dad ... we were in new York. strange place I got to say.. the people have strange accents but then again so do we lol... anyway we were there because my father was on a business trip and he wanted to bring me along... why? I honestly don't know. we were heading to our hotel but it was getting late so we decided to cut through an alley...
"dad we shouldn't go this way" I told my dad
"why, if we go this way we'll be there sooner" dad said in a rush.
"don't you remember batmans origin story? his family walked through an alley and his parents were killed in front of him" I said scared for my life
"son that's ..." he never got to finish because just as he started that sentence he was stabbed by a man clothed in all black...his eyes showed worry and fear he fell over, landing with a thud against the cold hard ground. a pool of blood slowly started forming. the man in black just stared at my fathers "corpse" eyes void of any kind of emotion he bent down toward the body and with the same knife he used to stab my father went to stab me...
my instincts kicked in and I dodged his initial strike by just a hair slice, dodge slice, dodge it went on and on...until he glared at me eyes holding a paralyzing amount of hate and malice. fear gripped me and it felt as though my legs were made of lead, I couldn't move and the man smiled knowing that I was scared...
he slowly inched the knife to my neck laughing all the while when the blade pressed against my throat. he said to me in a voice colder than ice "you know why I killed your father?...
because I could, you see if there's one thing I like its seeing that fearful look in someones eyes as they realize that they are about to die.. that pitiful look on there face and the sadness in their expression ... its amazing haha... but I didn't get to see your old mans face when I killed him ... no he was talking to you, so I guess ill have to make your death slow and painful to make up for what was lost"
he chuckled maliciously. then knife moving from my neck to my arm which he held firmly ... images started passing through my mind ... of my father being killed ... it made me angry then remembering his words ... I started to see red my hands balled up into fist and with all my strength I grabbed the man and threw him out of the alley... he was surprised but I couldn't stop there for I knew he would strike any second I ran at him full speed, I no longer cared about my safety... I jumped, all I wanted was to make this man pay for what he did... my feet went straight into his face he dropped the knife as he flew back people watching from afar gasped and called 911. the man while still on the ground was quick to get up .. gone was the overconfidence, gone was his laugh, his weapon. I grabbed his weapon and placed it in my back pocket, i quickly ran up and hit him straight in the balls ... his expression being one of pain while he bent down to protect his jewels... only to get a knee to his face I pulled the knife and sliced behind his ankle... cutting the tendon the man cried out in agony tears running down his face begging me to please let him live... I lifted the knife ready to finish the fight ... but I didn't... end him ... I thought to myself
"what would I be proving if I killed this man... that I am no better than him ... no ill let the police handle him I need to get to my father" I dropped the knife heading back into the alley sirens were in the distance... I kneel down looking at my fathers corpse and I see ... breathing my father was alive!!
I had to get help and soon.. I turned to exit the alley and get a paramedics help... three days later in the hospital... I told my father ....
"lets never go into an alley again" .... and end .... this was somewhat dark .. I was thinking a mixture between batman and dragonball z lol ... I put alittle more detail into this story than my last.. the lessons here were don't rush be patient because you'll get where you're going eventually ... there are some crazy people out there don't do anything that could put you and your family in danger and last but not least be the better person ... lol
I was 12and was with my dad ... we were in new York. strange place I got to say.. the people have strange accents but then again so do we lol... anyway we were there because my father was on a business trip and he wanted to bring me along... why? I honestly don't know. we were heading to our hotel but it was getting late so we decided to cut through an alley...
"dad we shouldn't go this way" I told my dad
"why, if we go this way we'll be there sooner" dad said in a rush.
"don't you remember batmans origin story? his family walked through an alley and his parents were killed in front of him" I said scared for my life
"son that's ..." he never got to finish because just as he started that sentence he was stabbed by a man clothed in all black...his eyes showed worry and fear he fell over, landing with a thud against the cold hard ground. a pool of blood slowly started forming. the man in black just stared at my fathers "corpse" eyes void of any kind of emotion he bent down toward the body and with the same knife he used to stab my father went to stab me...
my instincts kicked in and I dodged his initial strike by just a hair slice, dodge slice, dodge it went on and on...until he glared at me eyes holding a paralyzing amount of hate and malice. fear gripped me and it felt as though my legs were made of lead, I couldn't move and the man smiled knowing that I was scared...
he slowly inched the knife to my neck laughing all the while when the blade pressed against my throat. he said to me in a voice colder than ice "you know why I killed your father?...
because I could, you see if there's one thing I like its seeing that fearful look in someones eyes as they realize that they are about to die.. that pitiful look on there face and the sadness in their expression ... its amazing haha... but I didn't get to see your old mans face when I killed him ... no he was talking to you, so I guess ill have to make your death slow and painful to make up for what was lost"
he chuckled maliciously. then knife moving from my neck to my arm which he held firmly ... images started passing through my mind ... of my father being killed ... it made me angry then remembering his words ... I started to see red my hands balled up into fist and with all my strength I grabbed the man and threw him out of the alley... he was surprised but I couldn't stop there for I knew he would strike any second I ran at him full speed, I no longer cared about my safety... I jumped, all I wanted was to make this man pay for what he did... my feet went straight into his face he dropped the knife as he flew back people watching from afar gasped and called 911. the man while still on the ground was quick to get up .. gone was the overconfidence, gone was his laugh, his weapon. I grabbed his weapon and placed it in my back pocket, i quickly ran up and hit him straight in the balls ... his expression being one of pain while he bent down to protect his jewels... only to get a knee to his face I pulled the knife and sliced behind his ankle... cutting the tendon the man cried out in agony tears running down his face begging me to please let him live... I lifted the knife ready to finish the fight ... but I didn't... end him ... I thought to myself
"what would I be proving if I killed this man... that I am no better than him ... no ill let the police handle him I need to get to my father" I dropped the knife heading back into the alley sirens were in the distance... I kneel down looking at my fathers corpse and I see ... breathing my father was alive!!
I had to get help and soon.. I turned to exit the alley and get a paramedics help... three days later in the hospital... I told my father ....
"lets never go into an alley again" .... and end .... this was somewhat dark .. I was thinking a mixture between batman and dragonball z lol ... I put alittle more detail into this story than my last.. the lessons here were don't rush be patient because you'll get where you're going eventually ... there are some crazy people out there don't do anything that could put you and your family in danger and last but not least be the better person ... lol