Capitollite Life [Nameless]

My latest delivery was to a real shady guy all the way up in the Capitol. I had no idea what HE wanted with the stuff, but he payed good. REAL good.

I was instructed to make deliveries once a week for 3 weeks to a back alley on the very edge of the shadiest part of town, which was STILL better than my neighborhood back in 12. Why do the Capitolites have to be such snobs? Even in their slums, THEIR FRICKEN SLUMS, they have more money than me. Untill today. By the end of the week, I would have a little bit more money then that homeless drunk guy that I see hanging out in the alleys around here. Just by a bit.

Since I had some time to spare, and I had some time to kill, I decided to go get some food for th ereturn trip. I walked around town till I reached a grocery store. Seemed like a good enough place, so I went in. This place was BEAUTIFUL!!! So much food, so many people, so many COLORS!!! I felt as though I had walked into an alien paradise, full of completely unneccesary wonders! I stood in the doorway, marveling, 'till I got poked in the back by an angry man with 3 sheets of paper in his hand, and an attitude.

"Move it, buddy." He said, annoyed.

"Oh, sorry." I said, and walked away.

I had never been in a grocery store, so I had no idea that I would need this thing called a "cart" to hold all the food. One of the first places I visited was the "produce" section, because it smelled like apples. YAY! After gathering plenty of fruit, I moved on to the can fruit isle. I proceded to grab the last can of yams, which were very tasty back in 8, when I realized someone else had grabbed it too! I concidered backing off, but the rumbling in my stomach persuaded my not to. I gripped the tin can so hard, it shattered in my hand!

"You broke it, ya brute!" I proceded to say, knowing in the back of my mind it was me who broke it, but not caring enough at the chance to embarass a Capitolite, and on her own turf, too!

"Listen, chickey. I don't know about you, but I KILL people for a living. Whoever I dont kill I arrest and collect the bounty on their rotten little skulls. So before I slit your throat, I'm going to do the mature thing and walk away." I spoke with force. Although I was younger and taller than her, I knew that my parents would be proud of me, provided they lived, of course. Unlike hers.

[glow=blue,2,300][/glow]"Hey, I don't kill pedestrians. I'm not a criminal. I loyally defend hardworking, impoverished, screwed-by-life men. Now, if its all right with you, I'm going to take what I own and leave, to find a new can of yams."I spoke with growing rage and annoyance for this snob. I turned to leave when I saw the smoke.[glow=blue,2,300][/glow]

[glow=red,2,300][/glow]I couldn't believe this was happening again. I stopped in my tracks. No... No, make it stop... T-t-they can't go again... NOOOO!!! The memories flowing through my head were too much to bear. I ran through the maze of aisles, searching for an escape, a salvation, a sanctuary. Nowhere did I find what I seaked. While fleeing through the store, I ran into a completely unexpected sight. The man whom I had delivered coal to had a knife to that snobs' throat. Completely by instinct, I retrieved my sword from my pack, where I had concealed it from any peacekeepers that wished to confiscate it. since I came up from behind the man, it was easy to cut him down, but not out. I slashed at his legs, surprising him enough to drop the knife.

"AAAGH!!!" He wailed, surprised. His terrified scream was sickeningly satisfying. There was something about getting out of that situation scott-free that just gets me in the mood that I can take down whatever life throws at me. I ran to one of the walls of the store, able to tell that the wall was about to fall, and hacked away. I fled from the store in a burst of smoke, snow, debris. I'm sure I looked heroic and barbaric at the same time.

All was awesome, until I turned around at a sudden scream. The snob was on the ground, asleep, as she had a pulse. I then felt a prick in my neck, and it all went black. [glow=red,2,300][/glow]

[glow=red,2,300][shadow=red,left,300]I woke up in an alley, with no idea how I got there. The snob from the store was there, pretty much passed out next to a wall. As I rose from the floor, I realized that I waas not alone with the snob. There were 2 men in black coats and hoods, armed with knives at either end of the alleyway. I decided to take the smaller one at the north end of the alley first. Thankfully, I still had my broadsword, shurikens, and knives. I skillfully threw a knife into the man, which he proceded to dodge and charge at me with his own. I drew my sword and, not really in the mood for a fight, I cut him down with a heavy slice to the arm and through to his torso.

Even though I had been taking down baddies for years, I had gone a little overboard and cut off his hand, which tends to cause a little grief. I turned just in time to stop the other thug from sttabbing me in my neck. I was in a deadlock with the thug, although I usually talk during these, I didn't feel like it today, so I screamed and won it. As the man retracted from close into mmid range, I already had a shuriken ready from my pocket and into his arm. He wailed in pain, and threw his knife unproffesionally at me. the hilt hit my arm and bounced off without so much as ruffling my hoodie sleeve. I laughed, and he fled for all his worth
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[glow=red,2,300]" Hey! What's that supposed to mean? No, never mind. Look, I have just about as much of an idea as you do about why these dudes are after me. All I know is that someone does not like either me or you, or both." I said, not fully comprihending the situation either.

" Oh, we could ask him," I said, turning my attention to the now handless man on the north end of the alley. [/glow]