Hello again! This story may seem confusing at first so be warned.
"Shoot him now, Turner!" said the leader of the gang, Big Larry. Timmy gulped. The fatal gun in his hand ready to shoot the innocent victim who was at the wrong place at the wrong time. Timmy's mind flashed back to earlier that day:
It was the typical average day for the 14 year old, bullying helpless little kids. You see, Timmy Turner was apart of the biggest, most deadliest gang in town. How'd he get there? By peer pressure of course. One day these boys came into town and out of the blue asked Timmy to join their gang. But there was a catch, once you enter, you can never ever leave. If you do well... use your imagination. Timmy being as stupid as he is, joined. The message was clear: Bully or be bullied.
Timmy looked in his bookbag. "Oh shoot, I forgot my lunch money."
One of the gang members came over. "Get some." He said. he then pointed to a weak 7th grader.
Without hesitation, Timmy went over to the boy.
"Give me your lunch money!" shouted Timmy to one of his victims.
"But... but...sir, this is all I have." sqeauled the person.
"I wasn't asking for an excuse, now give me your money!" shouted Timmy again.
"I..." but that's all he said before Timmy stared beating the crap out of him. When it was over, he was black and blue.
"And let that serve as a reminder to all of you people." said Timmy to the terrified group in the room.
"Timmy, what have you done?" said a voice behind him. He turned around, it was his ex-best friend, Maldovia. You see, Maldovia has been the only one to stand up to him everytime he tortured a helpless kid.
"Why do you care?" asked Timmy.
"I don't get you Turner, how can you do that to a person who hasn't done anything to you? Anyway, sneaking out of your house, turning your back on your family and friends and stealing. How could you?" Maldovia said.
Timmy chuckled darkly. "It's a piece of cake, I would do it a thousand times more too."
"We used to be such great friends what happened to that?" she asked.
"I can't be friends with a know it all softy." he said simply
Maldovia took out her black wand,(Maldovia is an Anti Fairy in disguse, daughter to Anti Cosmo and Anti Wanda.) made sure no one was looking, and then waved it at the boy Timmy had tortured earlier. Almost instantly, the boy was fully healed and confused. She sighed. "I may be a big softy, but at least I help others. Turner, sometimes I wonder why we even became friends." she said as she walked away. Big Larry came over.
"Hey Turner, I've got a job for you. Meet me in the dark alley at night."
"Yes sir." said Timmy. God only knew that he was going to have to shoot a person.
Timmy looked at the victim before him. It was just waiting for the shot to be fired.
"What are you waiting for? Shoot him!" yelled the leader again. Timmy looked into those fearful eyes like he did with all the others. For a second, he thought he saw Maldovia's brown eyes staring out of the victim's. How could you? rang the voice inside he's head.What kind of monster had he become? Stealing, sneaking out of the house,and hurting people, this was not how his life was suppose to be. I'm ruining my own life. he thought.
"Shoot him or I'll shoot both of you!" screamed the leader.
Timmy balled up his hands into fists. He had to stop this. With a scream, he dropped the gun and ran out of the alley.
"Stop him!" yelled Big Larry. Timmy could sense all of the gang members behind him. Their anger and fustration toward him. Sweat was pouring down his face, he tripped, and got back up. Despite the sweat, mud and blood on him, he kept running, would make it safely to his house, explain everything to his parents, if Vicky didn't first. He would ask Maldovia to help him resign from the gang and everything would be ok. He kept going, his heart beating faster. This time he slipped and fell into darkness...
Ok, that's just the beginning, it will get better. Also if you have any Q's questions about this story, review.