DISCLAIMER: ALL CHARACTERS ARE OWNED BY STEPHNIE MEYER
Ok welcome to my story if you are UNDER 18 or don't like VIOLENCE, DRUGS, SEX, BAD LANGUAGE ECT... CLICK THE LITTLE X BUTTON IN THE RIGHT HAND CORNER and GO AWAY, I WARN YOU NOW!
I have had this idea in my head for a while, this is sorta Mobward
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Chapter One: Acceptance
EPOV
"Are you sure you want to be a part of this" Ben said shutting off the engine; he pulled the keys out of the ignition. I turned to face him, apprehension apparent across him face. The warning was clearly there in his voice.
"Once you step through that door there's no going back, no matter what, you in it for life" his voice deadly seriously. Was this a test, had he been sent to assess me, to see if I was worthy.
"Yes" the simple words left my mouth; I knew one day I would learn to regret that word. Ben briefly nodded; he gripped the car door handle to open it, and stepped out of the car. I quickly took one glace at the surroundings outside the window. Stood before me was a large building, evidently a nightclub. The neon green sign that hung above the door, DISTRICT, the front of the building was mostly glass, hundreds of people queuing outside the doors, wrapping right around the building, I could hear the faint booming of the music from inside the car. I thought about what had brought me here, I had no choice; I needed the money and the protection for her. She was the one thing in my life I had, I was willing to do whatever it took in order for her to be safe. A tapping on the window awoke me from my thoughts.
"You have to get out of the car" Ben's voice muffled through the glass separating us. I exhaled and reached for the handle stepping out; I quickly took in my surrounding once more. The nerves were starting to set in, I can do this.
Ben started walking towards the building, he pulled the hood on his grey hoodie, shielding his face, I kept my eyes trained to the back of his head, trying not to make eye contact with anyone. As we approached the doors of the club, six men stood all dressed in black surrounding the entrance to the club, Ben nodded in their direction acknowledging them. The one stood directly in front of the door stepped aside, his eyes trained in front of him. I followed closely behind Ben, the sound of the music was tenfold once we had entered district.
Ben's pace quickened as he shimmered his way through the crowd, my body grazing with others as I tried to keep up with him. He finally stopped at a door marked private, rummaging through the pocket of his jeans he produced a card, he swiped it in the slot and pulled it open. We walked through the door, bringing us into a long corridor, the walls painted black, the carpet was cream. Ben strode down the corridor, I followed, and we stopped at a black painted door at the opposite end to which we had come in. Ben made a move to knock on the door, his hand stopped abruptly, hovering at the door, without even turning to face me he spoke.
"Last chance" I stood frozen, my nerves finally kicking in, unable to speak, Ben took this as a sign of acceptance and knocked firmly on the door.
"Yes" a stern voice filtered through the door. Ben turned the handle and pushed the door open. He stepped into the room, I quickly followed. Ben stayed by the door shutting it, he stood still, as if he was waiting for instructions. The room was large; the reoccurring theme ran through the entire building black walls and cream carpets. All that occupied the room was a large solid wooden oak desk, one of the largest desks I have ever seen, two leather chairs were placed facing the desk, and a large black leather sofa that sat on right against the wall. Behind the desk sat a man, tall and skinny from what I could tell, dressed in an expensive black suit. A normal man to anyone who saw him, but it was the name he held that produced fear to anyone who was familiar to it. His brown eyes trained on me, his face showed no emotion, making it impossible to understand what he was thinking.
"Sit" he commanded, I moved toward the chair and sat down, I turned to face back to Ben to see if he had moved away from the door, he hadn't. I turned back to the man sat in front of me. In his hand was a black gun, pointed towards the middle of my head.
"When you join my world there are a few rules we live by, break any of them and you die, are you keeping up squirt" his voice hard. He rose from the chair, the gun still pointed at me, he moved around the desk, he walked until he was stood behind me; I kept my eyes trained on the chair he had just been sitting in, too afraid to move, frozen in shock. I felt the gun brush against the back of my head.
"You will learn loyalty is the fundamental part that holds us all together, I need to know that I can trust you no matter what, and in order for me to do that, I need you to prove it to me" I felt him move the gun from behind my head. He tossed the gun into my lap, my hands shot up out of my lap as if they had just been burned. I was wholly regretting ever coming here, I kept chanting her name in my head, I needed to keep my cool.
"Get the fuck up" he ordered, I quickly rose from the chair, grabbing the gun in one hand. The door to the room opened, one of the men from the front of the club had his arms encircled around a dark haired shirtless man, dragging him into the room, his hand were clearly tied, he was gagged, blood pour from his nose, his screams muffled by the gag, his torso was covered in cuts and bruises, they had defiantly done a job on him.
"This squirt is your first test...shoot him in the head" he ordered calmly, I looked to him, his face held no emotion; he stood with his hands clasped behind his back, he was rocking back and forth on the balls of his feet. I shook my head, unable to quite comprehend what he was actually asking me to do, was this a joke.
"Do it" he said more firmly, the man struggled, trying to wiggle his way out of the doorman's arms, his cries became hysterical, he was pleading me with his eyes, I turned my head I couldn't look at him.
"Fucking shoot him now" he ordered, panic setting through me, I looked to the door, thinking that as my best route to escape, Ben stood in front it, there was no way of getting out.
"Do it Edward...come on...I know you have it in you...you can't become one of us unless you prove you're worthy" he taunted me.
"I...can't" I whispered, the gun felt do heavy in my hand. This man had done nothing to me.
"Yes you can...think...what about Alice, do you really want her going back" I shook my head, don't bring her into this.
"Think of horrible things he will do to her Edward, you know when she lying in bed at night and he..." memories flashed through my head, Alice... screaming...blood. I raised the gun to the man's head, I pulled the trigger instantly, it clicked, but nothing happened.
"YES" he screeched, I realised it was a blank; there had been no bullets there in the first place. I fell to my knees, wiping the wetness from my left cheek. He approached me and patted me on the back. I felt him kneel down to my level, he leaned in and whispered.
"You had to do, what you had to do, in order to survive, take that away with you squirt, its one of the most important lessons you will ever learn", he clasped my shoulder one more time and stood.
"Welcome to the family Edward" I gazed up at him; he held my gaze for a second then turned and sat back down at his desk.
"Tell him what he needs to know Ben" he commended quietly, Ben gave him a brief nod and turned to me, he walked to my side offering me a hand; I took it and stood, he started to exit the room, I followed without looking back. Once we were outside of the office and the door had been closed Ben turned to me.
"Don't worry it will get easier, you did good Cullen" Ben said smirking at me. I looked at him in disbelief.
"What...you thought you were the only one to get that sort of treatment, we have all been through it, he's just testing you, you need to earn his trust, don't worry you're going to fit right in" he turned his back and walked back down the corridor, back towards the club, I followed.
Once we made it back outside of the club, we walked straight to his car, getting it Ben started the engine and started to drive, I had no idea where we were going.
"So are you going to tell me what I need to know?" I asked quickly, wanting to know what this actually entailed.
"You're get straight to the part guy aren't ya, that good, you will go far with that" he chuckled.
"Tell me what you already know" he stated, eyes trained on the road.
"I don't know anything, an old friend told to come here, he told me I could earn quick money by delivering things, I assume the packages he was talking about were drugs" I told him truthfully.
"So you came into this not really knowing what you had gotten yourself into" I shook my head.
"Do you even know who Charles Swan is?" he asked in disbelief.
"Yes, he owns district and deals in drugs, that about pretty much all I know" Ben laughed.
"Deals in drugs, he does more than just deal with fucking drugs, try illegal weapons , murder anything you think goes on in the underworld, Charles Swan is involved in, he is one of the most connected and feared persons in America, it's like being part of the fucking mafia" I nodded, letting the words set in.
"With this job there are rules and responsibility that you must abide by at all times. Rule one, don't fuck with Charles Swan, listen to instructions given to you and follow them, no if no buts, do it. Don't ever try to go behind his back, he knows, he has eyes and ears everywhere, betray him and you die, trust me I have seen it. Last year there was a boy around you age, thought it would be fun to get a little high off the drugs he was supposed to be running, he thought that no one would notice. Charles noticed, we were told to bring him in, the next morning I was called to clean up the mess it wasn't pretty, killed him real slow" I gulped, it wouldn't be a problem for me, I had never taken drugs and wouldn't be stupid to steal something that was not mine.
"Rule two, keep your nose out of where it is not wanted, there are a lot of guys you will meet through this job, most of them you won't probably like, but remember there all doing this job for a reason, they all have their own stories" I nodded again, unable to think of anything to say.
"Rule three, the most important one of all, stay the fuck away from Charlie's daughter" my head whipped around to face him, my eyes were trained on him, Charles Swan had a daughter, was she involved in this, she couldn't be no older than me.
"Ok" he said
"Ok" I repeated.
"It's ok Edward, once you settle in you will realise it's not that bad, we are like a family, Charlie will warm to you, it just takes time, you just need to stick to the rules and you will be absolutely fine" he smiled gently. I blew out the breath I was holding, night had been so eventful, if someone had told me it had been like this I would have never believed them.
"So the job, you will be running drugs mostly, maybe delivering other packages that Charlie might need to be delivered or be picked up, you will start off small, when you gain his trust your responsibility will be more, which means more money. Get the job done quickly and effectively and you will move up in no time" I glanced out of the window to get some inkling of where we were since I had not been paying attention as I was too concentrated on what Ben had been saying. The car slowed, we pulled up to a set of black iron gates, and Ben rolled down his window and spoke to a little intercom, the gates opened.
He drove the car through the gates, following the dirt road, it was surround by trees nothing else, it was as if we were driving through a forest. I tried to look out of the windows to see if there was anything that I could see, it was too dark though. I saw specks of light in the distance, but couldn't work out what it was, we drove past the last of the tress, the land just opened out, there sat a huge white house, the light was filtering from a few of the windows. There were dozens of cars parked in front of the house, as if a party of a wedding was going on. He pulled up next to one of the cars, shutting off the engine.
"Get your things" Ben quickly said before getting out of the car. I leaned over to the backseat and grabbed my duffle bag; I got out of the car. Ben walked to the front door, I noticed a sign attached to the left side of the door Swan Residence, by breath caught in my throat, Ben chuckled.
"Remember I told you he had eyes and ears everywhere, what better way to keep an eye on us than his own god dam house" Ben laughed, I swallowed the bile that had risen in my throat, there was no room for mistake.
"Come on let me introduce you to a few of the others" he said pushing the door open...
TO BE CONTINUED
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