Sticky Situation

"Hurry boys, get him!".

I could hear them gaining on me and I felt like I would pass out if I didn't get some rest; I can't.

I felt like they're gaining on me and there's absolutely nothing I could do about it, seems it is time to give in... or not. I spotted a huge crowd and dashed through it like my life depended on it, which, it did. There's surrounding buildings filled of people so I just randomly hurried in one, fortunately it was a clothes store.

I bought myself feminine clothing for a makeover. I found a dressing room and got changed, and boy,I'm the hottest girl I've ever seen - no lies there.

I know you're here maybe confused why all this is necessary, well I'll give you the details later.

The name's Apollo Maxwell. The most feared and respected is who I am - or was - until a week ago my whole world turned upside down, literally.

You were always at the top, the biggest gangster or whatever you call me, and then one day you awake to find you're a completely different person, trying to be who you always were. You're thoughts are the same but your acts, they change, like being controlled by some advanced technology not yet discovered by men, or is it just you. Well this guy I speak of is me, and I'm not going to say my life is hard because I've made others lives much worse.