Hello!
This is my first fanfic so bear with me.
The reason I chose to do a story about Fagin was because of these two reasons, ONE: There are not very many Fagin storys out there. TWO: I thought since I like all the charicters in "Oliver Twist" when you think about Fagin's life you have to think about all the other charicters too, if you know what I mean.
Well, here we go with the first chapter, and I hope you all enjoy it, and want more!
CHAPTER 1
THE DEATH CELL
The Magistrate banged his gavel on the desk and looked at the defendant and asked, "Do you have anything more to say?"
"I'm an old man, I'm an old man."
"Very well," came the reply. "You are sentenced to the gallows to hang until dead."
Until dead, until dead, until dead.
Death
It was a dark, fearful word.
Fagin sat on the cold, stone, cell bench murmuring, "I'm an old man, I'm an old man, I'm an old man."
"Keep quite can't ya?" Snapped the guard, looking up from his paper, and taking his pipe out of his mouth. "You'll be half out of your mind before your time is up."
Fagin winced, his time was coming, the clock ticked closer and closer with each tick, closer to the time he would be taken out of this cell, and hung.
His heavy head banged against the hard, cell wall.
In twenty-four hours Fagin would be at the end of his rope.
He knew that.
What had he accomplished in his life? He had had a long life yes, but what had he accomplished? The question slipped into Fagin's head. He thought back, far, far back to when he was a mere boy of ten years old, he thought back on how innocent his life had been…………………….
Here we will stop and look back into Fagin's past starting at the point when he turned ten years old.
I know it was short, but it's kind of an introduction.
Well I hope you all enjoyed it!