A/N: This is my first fic so please review it! If any of you think I copied your ideas on your fic, you're wrong. I haven't got round to reading on anyone else's so how could I. thanks for reading!
Gangsta Dragon
Prologue
He waited breathlessly behind a cold, marble pillar waiting in the silence. He heard a few footsteps. He had to quicken up with the planning of his escape. He looked round the room as far as he could see without being seen. He quickly looked round the pillar and luckily wasn't seen. He saw two men both with guns of some sort. He couldn't tell what they were since he didn't have enough time to look but with these guys he knew they would be able to take him out with them with no problem. Then he saw the window. His black leather boot stepped out into sight of the men and he was spotted. There were four pillars in the room and the men positioned themselves behind two of the pillars ready to fire. The men started to fire at him. The bullets hitting the pillar. He then saw a huge window straight in front of him which he could escape out of if he had a chance. He heard one of them run out of bullets and found his chance. He had his knife at the ready. He turned round the pillar and threw his knife at the man and it went straight though his neck. Blood spilled out of his throat as he collapsed. This distracted the other man from firing at him as he ran towards a huge glass window and he jumping threw it, rolling on the tarmac of the road and escaping to freedom. Cradon came into the room with two of his best men only to find two of his bodyguards, one of them bleeding on the floor and dead and the other bowing his head in shame. In Cradon's business a man can't make a mistake like letting a man escape. The bodyguard came over to Cradon, knelt before him and begged for mercy. Cradon pulled out a gun and shot him. He then pulled out one of his tailor-made handkerchiefs and wiped the blood of his hands. He walked to the dead bodyguard and retrieved the knife. The knife had a ridged edge but was straight until the tip were it curved and had a extremely sharp point. The handle had black with a red dragon over it. He put this in his pocket and then walked over to his men and ordered then "find him!"