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Chapter 1:

Eminem

The sky was dark, like it always is. I sat at a headstone. Rain beat down upon me. I was in a graveyard, looking at a person long gone. Gangs, streets, and guns. I'm a street kid. That's probably why most people look at me as if I were a piece of trash. To them, yeah, I am. White trash, as they call it. Sound crazy? Yeah, it is. I live in Sanfransico. That's right, California. I've made quite a name for myself. I've grown up on the street, with no one to turn to. Sure, I have what most would consider a mom. She's not though. She's anything but a 'mom'. Never really had one to be exact. Her and her little hillbilly of a 'man'. Supposed to be my 'step father'. Don't make me laugh.

Growing up in a neighborhood full of people who dis' you at first only because you're a different color and having to earn that respect by beating them at their own games, isn't easy. Sometimes they get mad. Sometimes they don't. Doesn't really matter to me. Raps, skateboarding, and fights. This is what I do. Yeah, I go to school, but nothing changes. I'm not gonna say they're all black, because in fact they're not. They're brown skinned, but that doesn't mean jack shit to me. Today isn't any different. Not at all.

My name is Cyn. Yeah, as in Sin, the one you do only spelled different. You know, being a girl and having fire red hair that fades to a jet black and electric blue eyes that stands out like a motherfucker doesn't come easy. I could swear I was adopted. That bitch of a mother has blonde hair and she says my real father had black. So where the hell did I get red from? I don't even know. Sad huh? Well, yeah, I rap. I dance, I do all that. Even street fight. I'm also in a gang. We, or should I rephrase that? Who gives a damn, they call themselves Hell Hunters. Pretty cool? I guess you could say that. I'm their top member, next to Zack and Antwon. Antwon is the leader and Zack is what I consider a best friend. Top member, as in, best assassin or whatnot.

I've always had an attraction to Japan. Weird? That's the understatement of the year. They say I have the same birthday as some trillionaire's grandson. At first I shrugged it off, but things got weirder. I'd get mad, and when I say mad I mean VOLCANO ANGRY. Then suddenly everything'll go black and I don't remember anything that happened until later. It's all-confusing. Knowing that I was the one who killed all of those people. Those innocent people..... Wait. What the HELL?! What am I thinking?! No one and I mean no one, is innocent in this place. But soon all of my thoughts'll come back. Along with the guilt, pain, and destruction. The screams of those children and people will always haunt me. But the strange thing was, the only people who ever saw me in my 'reign of destruction', well, they aren't breathing and live six-feet under to put it bluntly. I don't even know WHAT I am. That's how I got my name.

I've always been in the wrong place at the wrong time as some people put it and every time I was, something horrible would happen and someone would be killed, and no one knows by who. They said I was a hex. A Sin. There. See? There HAVE been times where I have played superhero and saved people. That's how I met Zack. That's how he died. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time and he was killed for it. I looked up at the head stone engraved:

Here Lies Zack Angelas

1981 - 2002

Hell Hunters

Pst. Hell Hunters. Don't make me laugh. They didn't do anything for him, except get him killed. Ha. Zack was cool. He was calm, peaceful, until you messed with his friends. Then he'd kick your ass in a second, not caring if the police were watching or not. He was strong, the only problem was, he defied Antwon. I'll eternally hate Antwon for it too. That's why I'm running. I defied him too, against Zack's wishes. Zack always told me if I ever wanted to do something for him, he wanted me to get good at what I loved, skateboarding. He told me never to end up like him. To follow my dreams and win the X-Games S8Board Crazee. It's a contest for skateboarders, for the best in the world. He told me all this in a matter of seconds, before he fell to the ground cold, in my arms covered in blood. I remember it vividly. But I suddenly felt the urge to rap, for him:

You gotta live it to feel it, you didn't you wouldn't get it

Or see what the big deal is, why it wasn't the skillest

To be walkin this borderline of 'Sisco city limits

It's different, it's a certain significance, a certificate

of authenticity, you'd never even see

But it's everything to me, it's my credibility

You never seen heard smelled or met a real MC

who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me

But yet I'm still unsigned, havin a rough time

Sit on the porch with all my friends and kick dumb rhymes

Go to work and serve MC's in the lunchline

But when it comes crunch time, where do my punchlines go

Who must I show, to bust my flow

Where must I go, who must I know

Or am I just another crab in the bucket

Cause I ain't havin no luck with this little Rabbit so fuck it

Maybe I need a new outlet, I'm startin to doubt shit

I'm feelin a little skeptical who I hang out with

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

if the Salvation Army tryin to salvage an outfit

And it's cold, tryin to travel this road

Plus I feel like I'm on stuck in this battlin mode

My defenses are so up, but one thing I don't want

is pity from no one, the city is no fun

There is no sun, and it's so dark

Sometimes I feel like I'm just bein pulled apart

I'm torn in my limbs, by each one of my friends

It's enough to make me just wanna jump out of my skin

Sometimes I feel like a robot, sometimes I just know not

what I'm doin I just blow, my head is a stove top

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

Sometimes my mouth just overloads the ass that I don't got

I sighed. I was on a roll too. I could've kept going and busted all my anger out, but by now and by the number of people that have been massacred, I know better. I got up and walked out of the graveyard and to my next destination. Which I had no idea.....