Prophet gave a cold laugh as the lights turned out, everyone in the room freaked. The laugh echoed like a knife through butter, fear spread like the plague. He donned a mask, like the one of clown, he didn't know what it was... but clowns were poetically evil. With those painted smiles they hid behind, making other people laugh when they couldn't do it themselves. The kids that had once loved the clowns of the circus that had past through once or twice in their short life.

"Alright," Prophet laughed, he had peaked a new level of insanity and it all from a single line said on the radio, he knew everything he needed about the local gangs. Where they lived, where their target businesses were, and even who was their family. He had broken into Toni Cages house on the night of his sons birthday. "Toni! You stole the only thing that mattered from me now you're going to pay, you are going to fucking pay!", Prophet said with the skill of a ventriloquist, his words bounced around the room causing confusion, adding to the mayhem to calm the screaming kids.

"My Son! He was fucking eight! You Bastard!" Prophet spoke as if he was foreign to the way he was speaking, and in a sense he was. He was always respectful, a doormat almost. But Toni had taken his pride away, and when a man loses his son he has NOTHING left to lose. Prophet knew that he was probably going to die after this evening but he didn't care.

Prophet pulled out his gun, but it was swiftly knocked away by Toni. Both men had know grown accustom to the dark, it was a free for all brawl... but in Toni's cage. Prophet had taken three punches, two to the chest and one straight to his shoulder. This staggered him but he came back with a vengeance and had thrown just as many and more; all in the area of Toni's chest. Prophet didn't care where he was landing his blows, all he wanted was to inflict as much pain as possible, he knew Toni's boys were already heading over. Toni fell to the ground unconscious after the volley of furious punches, his son then came and started yelling, "DAD where are you I'm scared... Help me Daddy Help me Daddy," Prophet then started to cry, he felt ashamed by these tears... a grown man crying. His father had always told him 'tis not how men act son, be strong for your loved ones'. He couldn't help it though his son had sounded so much like Toni's, Prophet dropped to his knees, "What have I done? Fuck this mask, Fuck me, Fuck everyone..." Prophet wiped the tears from his face and sprinted to the door he entered through. No gun, No protection, No idea where he was heading. He just needed to get out of Detroit, far away and fast. An attack on a big time thug wasn't going to go unnoticed with or without a stupid clown mask, but as he left he dropped a note he had made earlier hoping to deter Toni, but he knew Toni was an idiot and would still pursue, but hey? Anythings possible.

ToNi,

ALl i SaId wAS "ThE GaNGs cAN't RuLe ThIs ciTY muCh LoNgER" aND noW i HaVE pRoVeN it.

YoU WoN't COmE AfTer me, BecAusE iF wOrD gEtS OuT tHAt some PuNK cAMe iN And StARted to wRecK "THE TONI'S HOUSE!" yOuR GoInG to StaRt LoSing BuSINess. iF wOrD gETs oUt thAt OnE StrEEt PuNK coUlD dO tHaT, ThERe'S gOinG tO Be aN UpRiSINg wIthiN YouR oWN rAnKS.

sO GoOd LuCk CovERING tHiS uP

FrOM -PrOpHET-

When Toni read this he was infuriated and ordered every single man in his power after the rogue who had trashed his house, the main description was "Look for the fucker with the goofy clown mask." And into the night the whole of the Cage crew set out into the night for one lone man...

To be continued...

Singer thought about Prophets Story over and over in his head.

A clown mask huh? Thats a great idea though. Prophet im ready to hear more brother.

DarkFlame listens intently to the story phophet was telling " Wow, now that was a good story love the climaxing emotion from the loss of the son and the tear ac king resemblance of Toni's boy, simply love it"

Can't wait to see the second part of this amazing story keep up the good work XD

great shit man keep it up

Would the three gentlemen who just commented please read your local flyer about street posting standards. I have no clue what you three are talking about - "a story" -Prophet- is lucky to be alive after that all took place and I congratulate him for his planning and am interested in what further moves he or Toni take in this feud now going on between them.

Prophet listens to what is said and before leaving the area he says, "I have talked about my second endeavour through this story, go this location maybe there's some people left to tell the tale again." Prophet smiles and goes to prepare his next speech about his sins and his journey to recovering his lost son...