It was two-o-clock on a crisp morning in the bustling city of LA when the young man noticed he was being followed. He continued to walk at a quick pace, hoping his pursuer would lose interest.

"Fuck, why won't he stop following me?" He questioned himself under his breath.

The young man decided to veer off into an alley in an attempt to get away from the man. He readied his hand on the 9 mm in his pocket, just in case. However, he was not ready for the man that came out of nowhere in front of him. Before he knew it, he was on the ground.

He knew the only thing he could do was fight them. He turned his body slightly, trying to gain better position over the man holding him down. With his training in martial arts, he had the man in an arm-bar within seconds. These guys were inexperienced, only able to get this far by the numbers. With a quick jolt, he had broken the man's arm. He so loved to hear the sound of cracking bone.

After breaking the man's arm, he slid out from under him. Quickly kneeing the man in the face, shattering his nose into the brain. The second man came barreling around the corner, thinking they had caught someone. Instead, to his surprise, he was met by the young man. The young man threw him against the cold brick wall of the alley. He shoved his gun against the man's throat.

"Who the hell are you?" He questioned the man.  "I a-a-am just a n-n-nobody sir." The man answered in a shuddering stupor.

The young man decided he did not like this answer, shoving the gun into the thugs mouth and pulling the trigger. The thugs brains splattered all over the alley. Pulling out a handkercheif, the man cleaned off his face. As he walked out of the alley, he declared, "Fucking thugs."

Wow, how graphic a discription you have made. Im pretty happy no thugs have followed me so far. Since the new burger van opened down the road from me ive lost all my ninja skills :(

Mr Beast approaches Panda and lights a cigarette.

Listen up Panda, everyone gets a few of those wannabe Mafioso try and take a stab at them at first. Most of them are trying to get noticed so they can become part of "This thing of ours". Most new young mafioso don't realise that you don't have to have killed anyone to become a good assest to a organisation. You simply have to exert some effort, get themselves noticed for some positive input.

Don't worry about these guys, once you get your Button, they know not to try anything with a "Made" guy. Once you reach the honour of becoming part of a family, you will notice the respect you gain from becoming connected.

Mr Beast steps over the bodies and glances around.

Now, let me get in contact with a few people and get this crap cleared up before we gain any unwanted attention.

Mr Beast walks away...

ahh..graphic violence! this is the shit man! thanks.

Ok...then. Hahaha. Very graphic. But whatever works I quess.

Nice man i like it so graphic

Very Dagenham-like. You're fitting in with the other two Dagenham chaps quite easily. Although, I find that using football boots is far more effective than some of this martial arts stuff.

Well, thank you very much Cryptic. If I achieve even a portion of what the Dagenham's have, I will be content. You would be surprised what sometimes flows from my mind.

Panda shrugs

lol well...hahaha

i did not find it to be too graphic. it was tastefully graphic,though the point was definitely taken.   keep it up!