1 Chapter 1

KANG POV

"Kang," I look up from my computer where I was typing a report to find my co-worker standing over me with a stack of papers. "I need you to go through these forms. They all need to be signed and filed manually and ran through the computer," I nod as he drops the load in my arms before walking away. It had to be over a hundred papers in this stack alone plus the other stacks he gave me earlier today I would be here all night.

"This is what I get for being nice. Now I'm the pushover that is expected to do everyone else's work. I hate my job" my mind wanders off as I struggle to lift my arms that carried a truckload of work just to set it next to another headache of papers.

The lights were now off and everyone from before had already clocked out leaving me alone in a large building that overlooked the outside houses, and a convenience store that was very appealing to me. My stomach had been growling for hours and now I was under its control when I found myself leaving the building for mid-night snacks.

"Welcome," someone behind the counter greets me as I enter and the bell rings behind me.

"Hello," I wave back and immediately turn around walking over to the different chips and full lunches that lay on the selves. I grab a couple of already made sandwiches, chips, and a drink and check out trying to leave fast enough to finish my work and get the sleep that I had been lacking for some days now.

Stepping outside I take the same path that I had taken before but the air had gotten thicker. The wind was shuffling through my clothes in the middle of summer and it brought chills down my back as I tended to walk faster. The hairs on my arms and legs started to raise and I thought it was because it was very cold to where I started to lose feeling in those areas.

"Please… Ple- Don't kill me," I pause as my heart sank. Slowly I turn my head. In the alleyway that was once empty stood a very tall man dressed in black from head to toe with a blade already dripping with blood in his right hand. A woman was next to him but laid out across the ground holding onto her stomach while he stood over her. She was begging for her life tears falling down her face and blood oozing through the cracks of her fingers as her voice shook. The man said nothing but the loud deep menacing laugh was answer enough. He had no intention of letting this woman live.

"Hey," I yell not knowing where this courage came from. I was charging into something I knew I couldn't win but being naive I stepped in anyway. The man's head swung around and I see the shadow of his lower face as his hat covered his eyes. He had to have been crazy since he was still smiling as if he wasn't in the wrong. But I was running into a guy that had a knife in his hand so who is really crazy here.

"Let her go," I jump onto the guy grabbing hold of his right arm and restricting his movement but he flips me onto the ground as hard as he could and I could hear the sound of every bone breaking in my body. My back seemed to pop in many different spots more than the rest and I felt something within me stabbing into something it shouldn't have.

Again he said nothing as I stared up with a blurry vision. The woman had stopped breathing as I look to the left and the man's full focus was on me as he squats down over me. "Why are you-" I start coughing and blood pours out my mouth falling down my face and neck making the man smile wider. I could see his yellow, chipped, crooked teeth as he exposes the inside of his mouth. He looked over at the woman's body and dragged his hand down her chest towards the skirt she was wearing then he looked back at me and tilted his head. I was still out of it unable to move but he still held me down anyway taking the same hand and dragging it down my chest towards my pants. I hear the zipper unzip and I start to struggle to swarm around kicking my legs and trying to break the hold he had on my arms but I couldn't as he brought his lips down on my mine.

I try to scream but since he was on me my voice was muffled but I got an idea while he had his hand on my face to keep it in the same spot. He took a short breath and reconnected our lips and I sunk my teeth into his bottom lip ripping it off taking a chunk in my mouth and spitting it out as blood twinkles down on me and he stops. It only looked to faze him a bit as he punches me in the face slamming his hand down on me where my eyes only get more blurry. My teeth start to fly out and one eye closed completely before he stopped hitting me to grab his knife that he threw down recently plugging it down in my chest multiple times in anger.

I couldn't do anything I was weak. Maybe if I was stronger. I was only 26 I didn't deserve to go out like this I didn't do anything to anyone, why me? If I had one more chance I would have lived differently. I would get stronger have a better job and never end up like this ever again. If only I could turn back the time. Just one more chance. Just give me one more chance and I will do better. I will never be this pushover weak man ever again.

A tear rolls down my face as my eyes finally close. This was it. This was how I was gonna die.