I'll introduce myself. My name is Kerrina Chaolan, the daughter of Lee Chaolan. I'm eighteen, nineteen in 5 months, on 13th December. My mum is Anna Williams, who my dad was briefly married to, before he found out she had slept with another bloke when I was six. Not that I can blame him for breaking up with her, I mean, my dad deserved way better than my pathetic excuse for a mother. She left for her home country Ireland with her new lover and my little sister who at the time was only three weeks old.
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Alarm clocks. Who the hell invented them anyway? Whoever they are they deserve to be shot in the ass. Well, they're probably already dead, but one can still daydream, especially when it's about the only form of entertainment I can get here. This is the first thing I think most mornings. How I could make the inventor of alarm clocks suffer without killing him. It's more fun to put someone in pain than take it away from them completely anyway. Not that I have ever killed anyone, but I know plenty of guys that have. That's what happens when you live in rough areas, you fight to survive, or you die. The story of my life.
Every day here, is a battle for survival. You hear about gangs in America, where the fighting is all about turf and street cred? Here, it's simply because you exist, and THEY don't like it. Where is here, you may be wondering? South Korea, that's where. And they are the Japanese that live here too. My dad dragged me out here when I was seven because his adopted brother, my 'uncle' threatened to kill me, so what did my dad do? Only take me to a country where my life was in danger every single day anyway. Way to go dad. Not that I mind, living like this has helped me toughen up, able to face my fears head on. My dad's helped me too. He taught me martial arts when I was younger, but I found that ninety percent of my strength came from my legs, so when I reached thirteen, I secretly took lessons in taekwondo. When dad found out two years later, he nearly killed me, but I calmly challenged him, saying that if his martial art, based off Judo and karate, could beat me with taekwondo, I would quit taekwondo and complete my training with him. I was a long fight and we were both more dead than alive at the end of it, but just as he tried to use his finishing move on me, I suddenly spotted a weakness in the move and attacked it, knocking him on the floor, and straight into unconsciousness. Not one of my best decisions ever, but we can't all be perfect, right? Right?
Anyway, once he woke up a few hours later, he refused to talk to me for nearly a month, but one day I got caught up with a small gang of guys, and he must've seen me fighting the last couple before I realised that he wasn't mad at me, he was just hurt that I hadn't told him and went behind his back. We got over it though. We had to stick together, especially when SHE came back.
Yep. The whore is back and living with us, has been for nearly three years now. As you can tell, I have no love, time or patience for Anna. I don't call her mum, even to her face. What makes her think she's earned the right to be called that. Someone who just ups and leaves her husband and six year old kid behind isn't a mother. They're a bitch. I didn't know why she ignored me for all those years until I figured it out about three years ago. She ignored me because even at the age of six, I was my dad. Well, minus the arrogance (everyone has flaws, and my dad is extremely arrogant. I can be big headed at times, but thankfully, I try to not be arrogant).
My little sister Leah is twelve now. When her and Anna turned up at the house two years ago, I couldn't believe that it was my sister standing there. I had missed her so much. Unfortunately, she has grown up to be a miniature version of her mother, therefore as much as I love her and want nothing more than to be close to her, she will have nothing to do with me as she thinks I am beneath her in every way. I have come to resent her for that. Well, no, I resent Anna for turning her like that. She won't even have anything to do with dad, who may I add is her dad too, just because she's been led to believe that he walked out on them, not anna walking out on us. See why I hate my 'mother' now? I will give Leah one thing, she has both parents beauty. She has dads icy blue eyes, with Anna's brown hair and porcelain coloured skin.
I, thank god, look nothing like anna. I have blonde hair, not sure where from, but I have it, and I too have my dad's eyes, except mine are a slightly darker blue than his. I get my height from him too. My dad is about 6'2, and anna is about 5'2. I peaked at the height of 5'8, a sin and a blessing. A blessing because it aides my martial arts, but a sin when it comes to fitting in and getting a boyfriend. As I live in Korea, the average height is 5'4, so as you can imagine, I tower over both men and women. I'm taller than most guys I know too, and being taller than your boyfriend is not fun. Not that I can get a boyfriend anyway, Runo would never allow it.
Runo is the leader of RZ (Rayza). Rayza is a gang that was formed about twenty years ago to fight the Japanese. You see, though Korea belongs to the Koreans, the Japanese have a few bases here, and think its their right to take over areas of Korea, just like they did in china a few years back. What they weren't expecting were for the Koreans to fight back. It started out with a couple of gangs of around ten people, but soon turned into a huge battle with around thirty gangs on either side, each around twenty strong. I can't remember exactly how I got caught up in the gang life, but within a week I was in it too far to back out. Backing out only meant death.
Runo became our leader when his brother managed to obtain a permanent visa for America and left ASAP, and as no-one is stupid or strong enough to challenge Runo, which meant to fight him for the title, runo became the leader, even though none of us liked him. I didn't mind him so much at first as long as he kept out of my business, but since he murdered my best friend. I hate him. I also fear him because no matter how strong I am, I know he could probably kill me without a second thought if I were to challenge him.
Only one person was ever brave enough to challenge runo. At the time, the second in command was my best friend Kaarnay, who I used to call Kar. He was strong, but not strong enough. He tried to take on runo, but right at the end, runo managed to get his hand on a switchblade, and sent it straight into Kar's back. I remember screaming, I remember the tears, but more than anything I remember the hatred that flew through me. I went to his funeral, but his parents shunned me at the door, refusing to accept me. Guilt through association. That's the reason I train now. I train so that one day I can avenge the death of a great person, and take my rightful place as leader. I say my rightful place because I found out a few years ago that my dad was the original leader of the gang and was the person who formed it, so unlike runo who only had the right because of his brother, I had the birth right. Gangs are similar to royalty. If no one with royal blood claims the throne the next best thing takes it. Same thing here. I wasn't there, so runo took the gang.
I think runo can sense how strong I'm getting as he made me the second in command last week. I think, no I know he wants to keep me close to him. What's the saying? Oh yeah, keep your friends close but your enemies closer. This could be fun. Speaking of fun, I've just been sent a message. The gang are hitting the local nightclub and as second in command, I have to be there. Great, while they all get wasted, I'll just sit to one said and once they can't even remember their names, I'll head on to the dance floor. If only they knew that I loved to dance. I think they'd die of shock.
Oh great, the bitch is summoning me. I'd better go and see just what the hell she wants from me this time.
