1 Chapter 1: Backstory and Rebirth?

POV: Samuel Boone

*Exhale*

"Perseverance always gets you through the tough times"

Everyone around me used to say that, like it would change my current situation, as if I am not suffering enough.

I have worked tirelessly, fought for everything I have ever had, and for what, for me to be poor. For me to be working 9-10 hour shifts a day while those entitled bastards spend all our money away.

Oh sorry…

You don't know who I am yet. My name is Samuel Boone, I'm 38 and I work in the low-level end of the shipping industry. I work 9-10 hour shifts from morning to afternoon and once had a dream of becoming an investment banker. I got into a great college after working hard on my SAT's and getting good grades. But then something happened to me, and I was forced to quit my dream job by those entitled bastards.

But being in the shipping industry isn't that bad, I get to relax when there are no shipments and it pays kind of well for the physical labor that we do. During those breaks I would watch T.V shows. One of my favorites is Person of Interest.

Why may you ask?

Reason being the characters and the machine. They each had problems in their lives. Look at Harold throughout the entire show, his guilt toward Nathan's death and his hope for the world is what motivates him to continue the mission. But, toward the end of the show his hope toward the world diminished and he slowly became a darker person.

But one of the many reasons I like POI is because they can disappear from almost any situation. And I wish I could do that right about now.

*WOO* *YEAH*

* I want to wake up every morning feeling better cos I know you're sleeping by my side

And every moment we're together I'll remember just to keep it all for you and I

I see that body in the sunlight Feeling the heat and it feels right*

I walked into a place with a massive chandelier, a dance floor, people cheering and having fun, and finally a KSI song, which is kinda weird.

If your wondering where I am currently at, I am at my schools reunion party because my parents forced me to go. Yup I am a 38-year-old man being forced to go to a 20 year later-reunion party because my parents wanted me to see my friends again. Knowing that I didn't really have close friends, just people I sometimes talk to, makes what's about to happen really suck.

3 hours later…

Oh god not going to do that again, I love my parent's but NO. At least Tyler wasn't here, if he was he would make my life miserable.

And, I guess I jinxed it, because not 3 seconds after I thought that, I turn around ready to get up and leave, and then I see this bitch looking at me. He walks over and says "Hey sam nice to see you again".

….

Wait what?

Hold up? He's not cursing at me? He isn't talking about the girl I embarrassed him in front of?

I guess it has been 20 years, maybe he's become like his father, a respectable MATURE police officer.

"It's nice to see you too Tyler, it seems like you matured, did you pass the police academy and become a police officer" I said to Tyler. "Yeah I joined 5 years ago, it was tough but worth it" said Tyler.

Surprised I said "Well it was nice seeing you but I have to sleep for work tomorrow"

I then proceeded to leave without noticing the smirk that Tyler had on his face and the trouble and the gifts that would come with that.

Pov: Tyler

"Yeah I joined 5 years ago, it was tough and worth it" I said to that little shit.

"Well it was nice seeing you but I have to sleep for work tomorrow" he said.

As he walked away I smirked knowing that he'll go to sleep and never wake up.

About an hour later

Thanks to some connections I know where that little shit lives and got the key to his apartment. I have been waiting for this moment for 5 years ever since I knew I had the power to do this.

Without any hesitation I open his apartment door, find him listening to some music and start strangling him with a fiber wire, then start setting it up like a suicide. And when my colleagues come to investigate I will hamper them every step of the way.

Pov: Samuel

As I am trying to get the fiber wire of my neck I ask "Why?"

"Why?! Why!!! You made me look like a fool in front of everyone at school!"

As the last bit of air leaves my mouth I manage to say "You petty bitch!"

Then everything turned dark.

I have no idea how long I was in the darkness, it could have been one second or 5 years.

But suddenly I woke up in bed that my poor self could not buy....…..

WAIT, WHERE THE FUCK AM I?

Author's note: An attempt to write something nice. I may not be a good author but I try my best. Give me some genuine feedback about the storytelling, the structure and characters so far. If I can improve, tell me and I will do my best.