I woke up hearing a sound that I had heard before. I ran down stair's to learn about the cause of the noise. There I saw a man that I had never seen before, holding a gun smoke still coming from the barrel, aimed at my father. BANG. The second shot was fired. I looked at my father, now lying on the ground clutching his chest trying to hold onto the tiny amount of life he had left in him. "Father I yelled out." As the man turned towards me I ran towards him. As I tackled the man the third shot brushed my arm slamming into the wall. As I held onto the man he raised the gun and slammed the but of the gun onto my head. Dazed I loosened my grip and the man shoved me off of him. Still dazed I stood there and looked at the man as he raised his weapon and fired 6 shots into my chest. The man then left without bating an eye towards my father or me. "Father" I barely managed to say.
"Son take this," said my father as he struggled to pull a 5 shot revolver from his jacket pocket. "Take this wherever you go. Use it to protect the weak or to make them pay. What ever you wish to do you have my blessing. But only use this when you absolutely need it. For my soul and my love are now binded to it. And in your darkest hour this gun shall give you light."
That was the last thing my father ever said to me
Chapter 1
My name is Jason. That's all you need to know about me. Right now I'm in my last year of High school. You might be thinking "hey your only 17 years old". Well your wrong there. After the death of my parents I took 2 years off. So I'm actually 19. So enough about me. This is the story about how I created an empire that will never be able to fall.
