I hear the voices of to police yelling in at me,today was like the last 364 days,spitting in the cops' faces when they yell at me to wake up,telling them to fuck off,but today,officer Wallace wasnt in a good mood i guess.

"WAKE UP!" i hear Detective Wallace screaming in to me,"GO SCREW YOURSELF ASSHOLE" i  scream back at him,rolling over to go to back to bed.I hear the Cage door open and feel sharp pains in my back,and turn to see Wallace hitting me with his nightstick. "GET UP BOY!"

"Did you just call me boy?!"  I ask with an attitude  "Yeah,you got a problem!?" He yells back,practically busting in my kneecap."C'mon its time to eat he says hauling me to the lunch room.

I walk in there,with all the prisoners looking at me like im some kind of animal,i almost felt like tacking Detecive Wallaces gun to end the life of all them bastards. But then i saw someone familier,a face i hadnt seen in awhile,a long lost friend.

"Luca!" i shout walking over to him. "How you doing kid?" Luca asks. "Ehh,3 meals a day,sleep, dont have to whack anybody anymore,so,when did you get here?"

"Its terrible KoolaidMann"Luca paused,"Its the damn detectives,the rest of our boys were hanging out in one of the Detroit bars,when a police car showed up,we were doing a drug deal and everything went wrong,most of us died,yet the unlucky ones like myself,get to go to prison." So luca and i sat together and had some breakfast,hours past and we were in the courtyard lifting weights,and that's when i saw it,everything hit me,The man,his car,him not telling me his name,the crew i killed,THAT WAS LUCAS MAN!

"So kid,plan on-"  "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" I interrupted. "whats your problem Friend? "DON'T YOU EVER FUCKING CALL ME FRIEND AGAIN OR ILL TEAR YOUR FUCKING HEAD OFF YOU SACK OF SHIT TRADER!" I yelled,everyone now staring at Luca and me,that was when Detective Wallace walks up to us,ready to take us back into our quarters i pulled out his pistol,and i fired,hitting Luca in the chest,I had some time before all the guards came rushing out,"Luca,why?"

"Why what?" "YOU KNOW WHAT!" I scream at him."I think spending a year in the join has made you crazy!" he says to me,then I couldn't handle any more of it,i wanted to find his man,the man that killed my don,but I knew he wouldn't tell me,so i ended it,right then and there,"Sleep well,trader." I say,dropping a gold laced neckless on him,the one he had given me for my 11th birthday,the day my father was whacked and the day I joined the family.

I had to do something,i hopped the gates,getting cut by a load of barbwire,I got stuff,and the police came running out,firing,thats when i got out,i ran,and i ran,and i ran,for days,all i did was run.Not looking back.I then saw a sign that said:Welcome to New York.

Too be continued....again.

nice keep them coming.

Il try,i plan on making a third one and then just start a new story with a new theme,or accomplish this mission and continue stories with these guys just different stories..know what i mean?

Trying to win the street cred award,also trying to entertain you all.

I didn't know breaking out of prison was that easy? I'll have to stop paying crew members to bust me out. Haha.

ehh i know the first was better,but i run my internet through a cable from my friends next door...haha cheap ass here...he had to unplug the cable cause hes working on his house right now so i had to go offline.