A well lit room lies in one of london's many streets.
A single private room held one of england's most skilled programmers.550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUjFpyoBneF
Tidus logs off his device. Covering his face with his long fingers, he releases a breath.
And another.
The second breath was shallower. He wishes he could remain in the office.
He was alone in the office. The silence was exceptional.
The office is safe. It is the only place where he could safe in sweet solitude.
He gently rubs his fingers down his scarred neck.
It was warm. He wasn't used to being this warm during the winter
He takes yet another breath.
It quivers.
This is a moment he wants prolonged
He see's his pale face in the glass of an empty picture frame.
The face was conflicted. Eyes longing for peace, and mouth that hungers for the excitement of his past.
He slowly stands up glancing at his watch. Glancing at the wall clock and back at his watch, fear filled his powerful mind.
The room contains a solid oak door, and window he keeps shut, tightly.
He opened the solid oak door, leading to the exit.
His only hope is to be unrecognizable.
A sudden chill seeps through the loose sleeves of his black jacket.
He walks out of the well lit building into the shadows of other structures.
Tidus smiles as he walks in darkness, rendering himself hardly visible.
"Yo Tidus" A voice cries from the shadows.
Here it comes, Tidus thinks to himself.
He clenches his fists.
The man steps under the street light to the left of a deep blue dumpster.
A chill suddenly filled the air.
Scratch marks cover his dark arms, his eyes, bloodshot. A smirk creeps across his slim face.
His hands are covered in a white powder.
"What are you doing to yourself?" I shout at him.
"Nasty habit mate," he replies pulling a small bag of white powder from his pocket.
He tossed the bag of speed at Tidus
"I don't want a part in it." He says trying dropping the drug.
Titus tries to turn and walk away.
"Yes you do."
Titus remains silent. He knows what's about to come.
He shifts his body to the right. A switch blade soars past neck.
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"The scar will never let me forget that night"550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡwWZO8Ur0eR
The australian begins to laugh.
"It will fade."
"It's been three bloody years!"550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcyWFwYRhV2
Tidus wishes he could just leave, walk away, but he knew that wasn't an option. He knows that isn't an option, if he shows weakness on the streets it would make him a target.
Tidus clenches his fist.
"You ought to watch your back, mate." Laughs the australian, "The streets are a dangerous place."
"Is that why you brought tommy along? to watch your back" Titus says picking up a rock.
"Tommy? hmm Tommy? Tommy?" The australian repeated.
Tidus hurls the rock at the side of the dumpster creating a large crash. The sound of quiet cursing comes from inside the dumpster.
"Oh Tommy? Yeah, I brought him" The australian giggled.
"You're a bloody coward!" I say to him, "And your addiction has cost you your judgement."
The austrians face turns suddenly serious.
"Your job cost you yours. You used to be one of us."
"You would've done the same." Tidus spis into the Australians face. "I know you've been planing to kill me for months."
"You going to sook?"
Titus thinks for a long moment. he knows backing down will only make him a bigger target.
"No."
"Tommy, Leave us." The australian shouted to the murky sky.
"Me head" Tommy complained climbing out of the dumpster.
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Tommy slowly waddles away holding a very strong drink.550Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCuEkiM69dR
"Tell me Tidus," The australian begins to circle around Tidus. "Have you forgotten the law of the street?"
Titus takes off his dark hoodie, embracing the cold air.
"No weapons," Titus recites, "No allies,"
"And?" The australian challenges.
"No mercy."
"That's right." the australian says raising up his fists.
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