Before Scouts

by ForeverJinxxed29

A nine year old Levi is in position to make it or break it in a thug's gang. With nothing but his smart ass, snide, clean freak responses and dark humor. He discovers that he had the talent to be brutal without getting too dirty. With a major issue of being not tall enough for majority of the thug's missions, Levi starts to believe the fact that he's only there as their housemaid.

5. Chapter 4: Clean Freak

Back at our hideout, Kenny tells everyone of how brutal I was to one of the MPs. I walked out of our dinning hall and went to clean up, since he told me not to. Once I was done with my shower and dressed, I went around cleaning. Making sure that the clean surface of the shower was clean. When I was done cleaning the bathroom, I continued around the hideout and cleaned. As I was doing that, I started to hear other members call me a clean freak. I laughed.

"That's right, because you guys like living in filth." I laughed after I said that, the others came at me in anger.

I dodged their attacks and got them on their knees which was perfect height for me to kick them.

By the time they were all unconscious, I realized that each one of them was missing a tooth. I sighed at the mess I made. I took a dust pan and broom swept up their teeth that I knocked out and threw it away.

From the looks of it, I kicked twenty of my thug mates unconscious. I was proud that I didn't even get a scratch on from them. One of them stirred.

"Whoa-what the hell, boy?" the guy, Jonathan-I think his name is-whistled as he talked.

I did my best not to snicker. "That's for calling me a clean freak in front of me. You could tell your disgusting friends that as well." I turned to leave. "See ya later asshole." I then laughed as I made my way back to the dinning hall.

I stopped when I saw Kenny in the way of the door of the hall.

"Jonathan, told me you kicked his and his friends butts."

"Yeah, so." I said as I tried to make my way around him.

"So fighting among members isn't right."

"Tsk….they started it."

"What they do?"

"Talking shit about me and added clean freak at the end of every sentence with my name in it."

Kenny laughed. "I don't get you kid. You said that...how did you put it? 'So...what if thats what I want them to think of me'."

"Yeah, I have no problem of them thinking that. Saying it out loud is different."

Kenny laughed again. What is up with him laughing at what I say? I don't get it. What am I saying that's funny to him?

"How is it different?" Kenny asked. Seriously man? You're that dull.

I sighed at his stupidity. "If their thinking it, I can't hear it. If their saying, I can hear it." I sighed again, when I finished talking. "I'm going to go to bed now." I said as I turned round to head to my room.