Chapter 1: Beginnings

Have you ever heard, that when a baby is born, their parents already know what they were gonna be? Yeah, my dad and mom both knew exactly what the hell I was gonna do, and if I refused, my life was gonna be on the line. I was a lil bad ass by a year old. I learned how to shoot that same year, and how to handle business. I was my parents' trophy son.

"Scourge please, I'll suck you off for some." My worst customer, Yasmine begged. This bitch don't have no money for anything.

"Get out my face Yasmine, come back when you have money." I said.

"Please-"

"Don't make me hurt you Yasmine." I whispered.

"You're just like yo damn daddy."

"You know it." May I mind you, I'm 7. My dad would sit on the porch behind me, and watch me handle my business. If I fuck up, he would yell and scream at me and I don't have time for that.

My little brother, Carlos walked out the house and sat next to me on top of an old car.

"Hey Antonio."

"What you want man?" I asked.

"Nothing, why you talking to me like that?" He asked.

"Don't make me-" I felt a gun against the side of my head. I chuckled and took mine out and put it under his chin.

"Looks like we're both gonna die." Carlos whispered.

"You know it." I whispered back.

My dad walked over and separated us and chuckled. "That's enough. You two are little gangstas, only being a year apart and shit."

"You raised us like that Papá, I owe it all to you." I said, taking out the money I made and putting it in his hand. My dad is a fit man, green hair and blue eyes, a big gold ring on his index finger, and a shiny white smile. People say I look exactly like him, but some other people say I have my mom's face.

"Carlos, what about you?"

He pulled out the same amount as me and smiled. "Sorry Antonio, Carlos beat you by a dollar. Good job man, I'll tell your mother to make you favorite meal tonight."

"Okay!" Carlos ran in a second to the house happily.

"That boy moves at sonic speed." Dad joked.

"That should be his nickname, Sonic. He's one of the fastest runners in the business."

"Good idea, come on. Let's go inside for we get shot down."

My dad did have a sweet spot, he loves all of us on the down low because when we get his money, he acts like we got an A on a test or whoever collected the most rocks. But when he's in front of business, we have to act like he's not our father. We say Tyler, not Papá, not dad, not father, shit not even Mr. Erizo. But when it's not business, he acts like them fathers that live in the rich parts.

Mom was cooking with my kid brother on her hip, Manolito. He was 3-years-old and already knew how to hold a gun, but not shoot because that's dangerous.

"How was work guys?" Mom asked, kissing my dad.

"Great, made at least $200 thanks to those two."

"My boys are little business men, Manolito, take up after you brothers." Mom cooed. Manolito babbled and drooled over his hands.

"Valentina, I'll finish the dinner, you go chill out."

"No, no, no. I'm the wife."

"You're also tired. Go sit." Dad said. Mom sighed and sat at the dinner table and bounced Manolito around.

"So, how was school today Scourge?" Mom asked.

"Normal." I answered, glaring at her.

"That's not what your teacher said." Fuck. "You wanna tell me the truth?"

"Fine, me and Terrell's son got in a fight because he said that that my dad owes his dad money and if he don't get it he was gonna blow us all up." I explained.

"Well tomorrow, I want you both to go down to Terrell's and tell him that he's pussy for bringing my best runners into it. I don't owe him shit. Oh, and make sure nobody catches you with a gun." Dad ordered.

"Are you sure Tyler?" Mom asked.

"Positive babe. You two eat and go straight to bed, do you understand?" We nodded and ate.

A couple minutes later, I was getting in my bed when Carlos just cursed. "Shit!"

I ran into the bathroom to see him bleeding from the side of his shoulder, and that's when I called for Dad. He ran in and muffled Carlos sobs.

"Shh. What happened?"

"Somebody shot me, it hurts!"

"Shut up Carlos, yelling is not gonna help. Show me." Dad whispered. Carlos slowly dropped his hand and there was a hole and maroon colored blood coming out of it.

"Scourge, go get a towel and a mop to clean this up. You're gonna be okay man, just don't pass out." I got the towel and mop, and cleaned most of the blood up while my dad tried to stop Carlos from bleeding out.

"Am I gonna die Dad?" He whispered.

"I don't know. I'm gonna take this bullet out okay, just scream in this pillow." He grabbed the pillow and waited for my dad to take it out of him. Dad pulled it out and Carlos started screaming, like bad. Dad started to wrap it up and stopped the bleeding.

"Good job. You're not going anywhere tomorrow, you too. I'm going out and gonna get one of my guys to run. Okay? I love the both of you."

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(7 years later)

"Wake up bitch." I whispered, waking Sonic and Manic up.

"Shut the fuck up." Sonic whispered.

"I have to go to work and make sure you two don't die." I said. I put my shirt and jeans on, then grabbed my bag. "Come on bitches!" I yelled.

I walked to the kitchen and grabbed something to eat, when my diva little sister started bragging about how good she is at whatever, like she always does.

"Shut up Sonia." I said, throwing a piece of an apple at her. She has pink hair, like my grandmother, and green eyes like my mom.

"You're just mad because you can't double dutch."

"Um, I can't do that in general because that'll fuck up my reputation. You know I would get killed on the spot."

"Don't remind me." Sonia whispered. Okay, she saw people get killed a couple times around me. At least she don't have to sell shit, she's a girl so she can't.

"We're ready man." Sonic said. Sonia got up and walked outside without us, so I had to hurry up and grab her by her hair.

"Hi Scourge!" Girls yelled and squealed. I would usually say hi to them, but I had to catch up with Sonia.

"Have you lost your damn mind? Who taught you to go by yourself to school? What's your last name?" I asked.

"Erizo." I pulled her hair again, making her yell.

"You don't tell no one that! Have you listened to anything I tell you? Manic, make sure she doesn't kill herself." I growled and stormed off to school.

"Damn Scourge, who pissed in your coffee?" Asked a voice. It was my friend Sleuth.

"Sonia." I answered. Slamming my locker, causing it to dent.

"Damn, you're mad." My main bitch, Fiona said. The only reason she's not my girlfriend because I have shit to do and I don't want her to be in my way.

"Sonia's ol' stupid ass wanna walk off by herself knowing damn well who her people is. She gonna get her stupid ass killed one of these days."

"It's Sonia. Your dad spoils her and sugar coats shit, that's why she thinks everything is good." Sleuth explained.

"I know, she'll learn one day."

One day, I know this was probably bullshit, but I wanted to get this shit in. I was kind of inspired by Icy Knuckles's Emerald Avenue, but you know, with a 2016 twist and this is more based on Scourge and his people. I suggest you check you check Icy Knuckles out.

I don't own Sonic, Scourge, Sonia, Manic, Sleuth, or Fiona, they are for SEGA and the Archie Comics.

I own Valentina and Tyler.