PROLOGUE

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A black haired teenager rode past the big apple, pushing his skateboard and taking shortcuts through the alleys. His brown eyes narrowed in concentration as he dodged a few pedestrians by a hair.

He huffs as he gets closer to his apartment. "I swear Casey Jones, if you're not home tonight I'm going to kick your ass." He mumbles under his breath, the area had become deserted and no people strolled through the sidewalks from this point.

He rolled his eyes, rich people. He stops his skateboard by placing a foot down onto the concrete. He lurches but doesn't fall off balance, getting off, he plucked his board from the floor and tucked it under his armpit.

He rushes up the small set of stairs and opens the apartment door by jiggling it a couple times. The raven haired teen closes the door behind him before running up the large steps, two at a time. He gets to his floor and curses at the noises coming from his apartment.

He frantically twists the doorknob, knowing that the keys wouldn't be in its usual hiding place. He starts roughly pushing and pulling but the door doesn't give. A high pitched scream echoes through the room and his eyes widen. "Suzie!" He yells in alarm, placing his weight on the door.

It doesn't give and there's no sign of his little sister opening the door, instead the cries become louder. He runs his hands through his hair. "Shit." He hisses before running down the long flight of stairs again. He bursts the front door open and rushes towards the next building over.

The boy throws his board up into the lowest fire escape and then jumps up. He grunts in effort but manages to hold on, shuffling his hands up and swinging upwards swiftly. He manages to get up onto the fire escape and grabs his board, tucking it back under his arm again before rushing up yet another flight of stairs.

He is panting by the time he gets to the top but decides to shove his skateboard into the back of his shirt and into his pants. "Here goes everything." He sighs, jumping up yet again and pulling himself onto the roof.

He turns on his heel and eyes the windows that accessed his adopted family's apartment. "For Suzie." He whispers, bracing himself. He takes a running start and jumps, catching himself on his room's tiny ass balcony. His entire body jolts and he feels his shoulder nearly dislocate and he groans at the feeling. "Fuckfuckfuck." He chants like a mantra, climbing up and through his open window.

He takes a moment to breathe on the floor, crumpled and pained. "I have really got to practice that landing." He pants. He hears glass break and girlish screams again, quickly reminding him of his objective.

The teenager takes out his skateboard as if he was unseathing a weapon and holds it up in defense. He kicks the door open and tenses, ready for an attack. The ruckus comes from the kitchen and he braces himself for what he'll see before charging into the living room.

There, he sees Mr. Jones yelling at his adoptive sister. Suzie lets out a hopeful cry of his name, "Huro!" Fury bubbles up in his chest for his adoptive father and he runs forward, striking the man in the back. Fear overtakes him as he realized what he'd done.

Mr. Jones turns and directs his attention towards him. "Come at me you bastard." Huro challenges, holding up his board threateningly. Mr. Jones is able to snatch the board away at the moment of hesitation that he gives and throws it across the room.

Suzie scrambles backwards towards the bedrooms, whimpering, silent tears rolling down her face. Huro directs his eyes towards Mr. Jones and the man seizes his neck. His grip is crushing and Huro holds back the urge to cry out, pushing his fingers under the older man's hands. He makes a shrugging motion, ducking before being hit in the stomach by a flying fist.

𝕀𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕙𝕒𝕕𝕠𝕨𝕤 ☭ Leonardo HamatoWhere stories live. Discover now