One sultry evening early in August, a young man has emerged from the small furnished lodging he occupied in a large five story building in the Maine, and turned slowly, with the air indecision, towards the bridge. ePiC is fortunate enough not to meet his landlady on the stairs. She occupied the floor beneath him, and her kitchen, with its usually-open door, was entered from staircase. Thus, whenever the Youngman went out, he is obliged to pass under the enemy’s fire, which always produced a morbid terror, humiliating him and making him knit his brows. He owned her some money and felt afraid of encountering her.

It’s not that he had been terrified or crushed by misfortune, but that some time past his parents died in a car crash accident. He had withdrawn from society and shut himself up, till he was ready to shun not merely his landlady, but with every human face.  Poverty had once weighed him down, though, of late, he had loose his sensitiveness on that score. He had given up all his daily occupations. In his heart of heart there is no way to continue his life. ePiC makes to the stairs, on this occasion, however when he gained at the street, he felt surprise of himself at this dread of meeting the woman to whom he has debt.

“You need to leave the house today, you are due for 5 months for your rent and I have been patient with it,  you have to leave now coz there will be new tenants that will arrive tomorrow morning that will occupy your room” said the landlady.

ePiC expression is blank, he goes back to the house and go directly to his room and packed his things up. In his mind, there is only one question “Where am I to go now? I have no place to go, what the hell am I going to do.” He go straight down from his room and leave the building as fast as he could, his mind is point blank.

“Why should I be alarmed by this trifles when am contemplating such as desperate deeds?” thought he, and he gave a strange smile. “With this time I will hold my own remedy on my own hand, and let everything goes on its own way."

On his way he had found an abandon building he goes inside it and said to himself. “This will be my new world.”

In the morning he woke up thinking of what to do first. He goes out, the city is already busy. “This will be my new life” he uttered to himself."

He goes to look for his first victim, he found a young lady wearing a precious necklace. He goes near without attracting any attention of the others and snatches the necklace, before he could run a man grip his hand and push him back to the pavement, then another man came he never knew this is all her bodyguards, he never knew that this young lady is a DON of mafia. The two bodyguards held him up  holding his arm at his back. The young lady goes in front of him, “you have the guts boy but you don’t have the skills yet, come with me I will show you my world” the young lady said. This is how ePiC goes to the family of ScreamingButterfly.

The family showed ePiC new world they thought him everything he had knew, they became his guide to the shore of crimes, he had done everything to make his family proud of him he excel in everything, even to a crime that is so impossible to do he make it happened, he became one of the asset of the family and many has envy him.

One night he never knew it will happen to him, he was asleep by then when he heard a noise made at his house, all of his dog barks, it was raining that night. A man wearing black coat appeared to his room and pointed a gun on him. He dodge himself on the bed and try to run windows and jumped, the man followed him to the window and started to fire his gun emptying its bullet. ePiC run as fast as he could he sheltered himself to the forest near his house.

The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The stars appeared as broken remnants of lightning, but now silence prevailed over all, as if Nature's war had never been fought.

At that hour ePiC is  dripping wet, his coat was all soaked up, he sheltered on one of the trees, breathless because of an hour running for his life. He looks left and right and sees nothing, in a moment he hears a gun shot. He looks at his torso, it was bleeding he has been shot, he agonies on it, it seems that it will be a very short night to him, death has come near him, he never realized this day will come to him. Face to face with the death God.

Quietly a man appeared in nowhere aiming a gun at ePic’s forehead. “Any last word?” the man had said.

ePiC see’s only the past, “Is this really my end?” as he closes his eyes, he remember all what had happened the first time he had been adopted at his new known family, the way of their business, how he accomplished all of them.

The passing years rendered the youth a robber, killer and destroyer of souls; he crushed all who opposed him; he amassed fabulous wealth with which he won himself over to those in power. He was admired by colleagues, envied by other thieves, and feared by the multitudes.

His riches and false position prevailed upon the Emir to appoint him Don of that city - the sad process pursued by unwise governors. Thefts were then legalized; oppression was supported by authority; crushing of the weak became commonplace; the throngs curried and praised.

Thus does the first touch of humanity's selfishness make criminals of the humble, and make killers of the sons of peace; thus does the early greed of humanity grow and strike back at humanity a thousand fold!"

“Any last word?” the man had asked again.

“At least let me wear my hat before you kill me” ePiC said.

And a gunshot has been heard in the silence of the night.

Prophet lowered his gun, Prophet then went over to see who the hostage was. Prophet picked the man up and recognized the face, "ePiC?", Prophet said looking the man from head to toe to make sure. "Gee it's really you! How'd you get into this mess? I haven't seen you since the boat ride over," ePiC looked confused, "Wait why were you in the forest?" "

Prophet laughed and patted ePiC on the back, "Um... Let's just say waste disposal and leave it at that hmm?"

"Alright, thanks for the save but..." ePiC never got to finish the sentence, a car came races past bullets flying from it's windows Prophet had only just tackled ePiC in time to dodge the bullets, "Christ who'd you piss off mate? And how'd they get that bloody hunk of junk through the forest?" Prophet said before ePiC grabbed his arm and sprinted for the top of the woods, "No time, I'll explain when we get to safety!". Prophet didn't have any choice but to go along with it and run with ePiC.

As ePiC and Prophet talks what had happend this night while walking towards ePiC's house.

"They are our family thugs" ePiC started.

Prophet look at hiim puzzled. "You heard me its a thug from our family, maybe some other Dons are planting to our family to get rid of me, and i will not stop hunting them if I found out who did this." ePic told Prophet as he open the gate of his house.r

"Count me in, I will help you investigate on this" Phropet said.

"Thank you my friend you truly save me there, I thought it was my end but your my savior I hope I can repay you someday"  ePiC smiled to phrophet and really glad to see him again.

"No problem turning on a friend... especially a friend I've known since the boat ride over..." Prophet paused, "Um... Well let's just say it ain't happening. So we got any leads, some evidence? A bullet shell? A fallen gun? Maybe a photo?" Prophet says taking a seat on one living room sofas. "No, nadda! Actually just a photo..." ePiC laughed, "You think I have nothing on these guys?"

Prophet shrugged, "Well, they seem to have a lot on you"

"Pfft! Like what?"

"Your address?" Prophet says with a smirk.

"That's nothing anyway..." ePiC says walking towards a file cabinet next to the shelf filled with books on boats, guns, jail, "Jail?"

ePiC looks up, "Huh?"

"That book it's on jail?"

"Just in case"

"Of what?"

"I don't know it was half price" Prophet laughed. "Ahh! Here it is" ePiC pulls out a photo, Prophet gets up and moves closer and looks at the photo, "This the guy?" ePiC nods, "I know this kid, he sells little bit of merchandise on fifth street up the road from here." "Right then what are we waiting for?", "He's a good kid." "Who tried to kill me?" "Fine but when we get there, let me do the talking so we don't cause a scene, you can shoot him just let me clear it up," "Fine I don't care I just want to get whose behind all this shit against my family." ePiC grabs his gun and then follows Prophet out and locks the door behind him. He then slides over the front hood and gets in the passenger seat, Prophet laughs under his breath and the two are on their way up the road to fifth street.