(So here is my first Fan fiction. Woo. This is about Red X's past, how he had never really had what he wanted in the first place.)
So there Red X was, not to far to be caught, but close enough. Red X, who was originally know as Damien, stood in a tree just watching the one he loved descending to the Earth's core. He had known his last name but has forced his mind to willingly erase it, Damien wasn't himself anymore. No, no he was someone else now, he just didn't know who...
That day was the last day anybody had ever seen 'Damien'. He was long gone, refusing to ever return. But mere days ago, he... this boy... was glad to be Damien. Damien had a good life, he may not have a father for he had ran away with news of a baby, but Damien's life was contempt. His mother worked very hard and loved him to the ends of the earth and he was very athletic thanks to early gymnastic lessons. Everybody had respected him at school and by the time he had hit eleven, Damien had his eye on a very pretty girl.
Her name was Scarlett and she was beautiful! Damien had to have her, he had to hold her. Damien was willing anything to be her boyfriend, so he had thought up of a very cunning plan. Damien had become a thief. Damien had tried to find out everything about her, what she likes to eat, her favorite colour, even the type of hair bands she uses. But doing this legally was far to difficult, so Damien had a bigger plan.
At night he would sneak in to her house! her room! and try to find every piece of information possible. One night Damien had found something. A request. It was what she had always wanted... the Scarlett Ruby, it not just any ruby though but he didn't care. Right then and there Damien promised to get Scarlett that ruby. He knew she had heard of this ruby from a book, many people had believed it to be fiction. But Scarlett believed... that was all he needed.
Damien had heard this ruby had last been seen somewhere in South America, but Damien didn't care. He wanted to try. So Damien had started pick pocketing, he needed the money and Damien decided it was for a better cause. Eventually Damien had enough money for one flight, there and back. In the mean time he and Scarlett had become quite close and the day he said he was leaving to find the Ruby would be 'Damien's' last.
Damien and Scarlett had arranged to meet in a park, close to the busiest part of town. Damien was about to break the news that he was going, when Scarlett decided to go get ice-cream. And Damien knew how much Scarlett loved ice-cream. They were just about to cross the road when a truck driver, (dunk) hadn't seen Damien in the middle of the road until the last second, thankfully Scarlett was still on the sidewalk. But he swerved...
The hit killed Scarlett instantly. She lay there motionlessly, on the curve, just... dead. her legs and arms were stretched out, to form and 'X' with her body. She was tainted with red sticky stains, just swimming in a pool of blood. That image will never leave Damien's mind, the 'Red X' that was once a beautiful young girl had become no less than a blood stained rag doll.
And it was Damien's fault...
Damien didn't wait for the police to come, for even the traffic to stop. He just left. Never to be able to hug his mother again, never to be able to talk with his friends and mostly never see that beautiful, pristine face of Scralett Von Detta. But he will keep his promise, and find that ruby even if it takes a thousand banks to rob. He will find it. Red X will find it, that was who he was now. A thief who resembled a letter.
X.
Okay, here it is. Sorry if it lost the plot half way through or got slow but I had a lot of fun writing it. Thank you The Odd One95 creating the idea to give criminals such a history. No flames, but Critiques would be great. Until Next time, Peace out.)
