Chapter 1 -The Revenge Of The Uzaki's
"Find him and bring him to me!"
"But sir, we don't know where he is, we've searched the entire city and still no sign of him."
"I don't care what you've done so far, I'm telling you what i want done now!"
"Yes sir, we'll get on that right away."
"So, Otos, you think that you can hide from me? No one get's away from the Uzaki Family, NO ONE!"
They searched the entire city over and over again. If they thought someone knew Otos, they would prosecute them. This process usually involved beating and or killings. After hours of searching they came to a small house. They went up to the door, looking around to make sure no one was around, just incase they had to use their own version of prosecution. They knocked twice on the door. "Bet you an old lady answers." one laughed. "Heh guess we might have to show her the door." the other said with a smirk of pure evil on his face. No one answered, they began to get frustrated. "We know someone's inside, so why make this hard for us, just open up and we wont have to kill anyone." Still no answer at the door. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way." The man took a few steps back and kicked at the door. It moved, but didnt breack. "One more should do it." He stepped back again, this time unleashing a fury of kicks to the door. "Why wont this damn door break?" The two men looked at each other puzzled. "Give me a hand, standing around isnt helping at all." The second man took a step back and readied himself. "On three ok?" "Ok", said the other man. "One, two, thr...", before he could finish his words the door flew open. A barrage of bullets went flying towards the men. The door opening had startled them, unluckily that startle was just what Otos needed to unleash a fury of deadly shots into the two men. The two grunts, badly injured from the well placed shots, fell to the floor screaming in pain. "What do you want here? Who sent you?" They didnt answer. "I said who sent you!" The two men still paid no attention to the questions. Otos walked over to one of the men and grabbed him by the collar. "Look I'm asking you a question, shut your damn mouth and listen." The man looked Otos in the eyes, making sure he got a close look at the man incase he needed to describe him to the Boss. "Who sent you, this is the last damn time i will ask you." The man cocked his head to the side and said, "Who the hell do you think you are? Going against us? Do you know who we are?" Otos looked at the man and before the man could say anything, Otos pistol whipped him. "Do you think i would be asking you who the hell you were if i already knew the answer to that question? Ask another dumbass question like that and i swear your blood will paint my steps!" "Ha, you dont know what you got yourself into, these people will stop at nothing to find you, and now that we know where you stay, your life is as good as dead." Then the man looked at his partner and sighed. Then he turned his head back at Otos, looked him in the eyes and spit. He spit right into Otos's face. Otos just looked at the man in disbelief. "What the hell, why would you do that? What in God's name would make you spit in the face of the man who is holding a gun in your face?" "What gun i dont see a gu..." Before the sentence was finished Otos had a pistol in the grunts mouth. "Hmm, what was that?" The man struggled to get the weapon out of his mouth, but as soon as he tried to lift his hands, the pain of the shots from before would intensify. "Now let's see if your friend will be more polite and tell me what i want to know." Otos stood up, "You have absolutely no respect, i just can't tolerate that here." He aimed the pistol, and pulled the trigger. Nothing, the man shook in terror as the grim feeling that his life couldve been taken from him that very moment sank into his mind. "Gotcha!", then Otos pulled the trigger again, this time a loud bang was heard, and Otos's stairs had a new paint job.
"But sir, we don't know where he is, we've searched the entire city and still no sign of him."
"I don't care what you've done so far, I'm telling you what i want done now!"
"Yes sir, we'll get on that right away."
"So, Otos, you think that you can hide from me? No one get's away from the Uzaki Family, NO ONE!"
They searched the entire city over and over again. If they thought someone knew Otos, they would prosecute them. This process usually involved beating and or killings. After hours of searching they came to a small house. They went up to the door, looking around to make sure no one was around, just incase they had to use their own version of prosecution. They knocked twice on the door. "Bet you an old lady answers." one laughed. "Heh guess we might have to show her the door." the other said with a smirk of pure evil on his face. No one answered, they began to get frustrated. "We know someone's inside, so why make this hard for us, just open up and we wont have to kill anyone." Still no answer at the door. "Looks like we're doing this the hard way." The man took a few steps back and kicked at the door. It moved, but didnt breack. "One more should do it." He stepped back again, this time unleashing a fury of kicks to the door. "Why wont this damn door break?" The two men looked at each other puzzled. "Give me a hand, standing around isnt helping at all." The second man took a step back and readied himself. "On three ok?" "Ok", said the other man. "One, two, thr...", before he could finish his words the door flew open. A barrage of bullets went flying towards the men. The door opening had startled them, unluckily that startle was just what Otos needed to unleash a fury of deadly shots into the two men. The two grunts, badly injured from the well placed shots, fell to the floor screaming in pain. "What do you want here? Who sent you?" They didnt answer. "I said who sent you!" The two men still paid no attention to the questions. Otos walked over to one of the men and grabbed him by the collar. "Look I'm asking you a question, shut your damn mouth and listen." The man looked Otos in the eyes, making sure he got a close look at the man incase he needed to describe him to the Boss. "Who sent you, this is the last damn time i will ask you." The man cocked his head to the side and said, "Who the hell do you think you are? Going against us? Do you know who we are?" Otos looked at the man and before the man could say anything, Otos pistol whipped him. "Do you think i would be asking you who the hell you were if i already knew the answer to that question? Ask another dumbass question like that and i swear your blood will paint my steps!" "Ha, you dont know what you got yourself into, these people will stop at nothing to find you, and now that we know where you stay, your life is as good as dead." Then the man looked at his partner and sighed. Then he turned his head back at Otos, looked him in the eyes and spit. He spit right into Otos's face. Otos just looked at the man in disbelief. "What the hell, why would you do that? What in God's name would make you spit in the face of the man who is holding a gun in your face?" "What gun i dont see a gu..." Before the sentence was finished Otos had a pistol in the grunts mouth. "Hmm, what was that?" The man struggled to get the weapon out of his mouth, but as soon as he tried to lift his hands, the pain of the shots from before would intensify. "Now let's see if your friend will be more polite and tell me what i want to know." Otos stood up, "You have absolutely no respect, i just can't tolerate that here." He aimed the pistol, and pulled the trigger. Nothing, the man shook in terror as the grim feeling that his life couldve been taken from him that very moment sank into his mind. "Gotcha!", then Otos pulled the trigger again, this time a loud bang was heard, and Otos's stairs had a new paint job.
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