As Selene and senerity had begun a new chapter in their lives, somewhere else across the world a storm was brewing.
Endymion POV
A young 18yr old boy ran through the streets of Sclicli,hiding a loaf of bread under his tattered shirt. He clutched to it like it was a life form. Having not ate in 4 days he worried only for his mother’s hunger. You see young Endymion was not always in such a state, he once had every thing a person could dream of. It was all snatched away from him and since then he’s been living this difficult fate.
Dymion (short for Endymion) was a son to a drug lord in Sclicli, his father wanted to change his ways for his family and become clean but his uncle had other plans. His father was murdered in cold blood by his own brother. Dymion and his mother (Alana) were forced out their home and were robbed of all their money. You see Dymion’s father was a wealthy man he had enough money to buy anything the heart desires. When Dymion was 16 his uncle tried forcing the family drug business on to him but when he declined he and his mother were thrown out onto the streets. The worst thing was the town people all turned their backs to them so they had no one and no where to go.
Dymion’s mother was a very beautiful woman, many men tried to force themselves on to her but Dymion always made sure to protect her. He would get beaten so much and tortured by his uncle’s men that he would be close to death on many occasions. Regardless of all this hardship Dymion never showed any weakness. He was very strong for a young man, standing at 6,8ft one would think he was a machine, it would take several men to bring him down. He was also very handsome if it wasn’t for all the bruises in his face and body he would probably be fit enough to be a male model with his toned muscle ripped body. His facial features were to be admired a straight nose, amber coloured eyes a chiseled jaw line and a light stubble. He had dark brown hair that was cut short from the sides and had a bit of length at the top. The sun kissed tan on his body was like looking at someone from a magazine. This young man was every woman’s fantasy.
Dymion POV
My mum’s just getting weak as the days pass, all the stress of life is getting to her. I don’t know how much longer I can keep up with caring for her , I won’t give up but I know deep down she has started to drift away , not wanting to live this difficult life anymore . I made my way in to a our little cottage, mum managed to keep this place secret to my uncle, since I couldn’t work any where in this town I’ve had to scrounge and steal food for me and mum to get by. I can’t wait to leave this place, I’ve got a high school friend who pulling some strings to get us out of here soon.“ mum I’m back where are you”Silence.. I walk to the dining table and see a note and my blood runs cold,they goin us and now my uncle has my mum. Fear and panic set in as I realise the situation I’ve got in to. The note states I need to be at the town square with in an hour or they will kill my mum. Great just what I needed when will that bastard let us feee! He’s so set in the old ways he won’t hand the family business to anyone who’s not family and since he has no heir I am the only one left. I’ve told him time and again that I want to be clean like my father intended but the fucker won’t agree. I walked slowly through the streets of my home town realising how quiet i know it I’m at the town square and my thoughts of why the street were clear before seemed to give me answers now. The whole town is here to see the show, my mother was a tied in the middle on a make shift cross and beside her are my uncles goons holding their weapons close to my mum. I looked around to see if anyone would help me but all I saw was pitiful eyes stare back at me. Hah why would I think these people would help when they kept silent to all the abuse we faced through the years . My uncle walked out of his limousine that was parked on the side, he seemed thrilled to see me, I wonder why
Ahh nephew long time no see, is this anyway to greet your one and only uncle. He hugged me but I didn’t move or flinch, I hope it indicated how much I loathed him“ so Endymion tell me, have you changed your mind yet?”… “ uncle release my mum she has nothing to do with this.” He laughed and indicated something to his men. One man walked in front of my mum and ripped her blouse open , wtf are they doing “ mum ill get you out off here just wait, please uncle put me there and let my mum free” my mum was just sobbing and praying loud enough for those sound to hear, to be rid of this world. I couldn’t bear to see her like this ,so if he wants a fight he will get one . I walked forward to my mum when my uncle raised his hand and a man I didn’t notice starts whipping my mum. She screams from the pain .“ please I’m begging you let her go” the close I tired getting the more they beat her. She must have lost consciousness because her body went limp and the screams turned silent. Another man moved forward and poured gasoline all over her , my eyes bulged open to the realisation of what they were going to do.
I tried to take a few more steps to get to her when 4 men approached me with sliver chains , f**k I’ve done this a lot I can take them on. I doubt them when a hurdle of 12 men came and pulled on top of me not leaving me any room to live they managed to restrain me with the silver chain. “Nephew tell me will you finally take your rightful place or do I have to force you on it ?” I stayed quiet thinking but I knew the answer when I looked at my mother frail body, just as I was about to answer my mother woke from her daze and said “ no son, be free and avenge me when you you can but don’t you ever become their prisoner .” With that my uncle looked pissed, he walked right over and threw his lit cigar at my mother’s foot.The flames engulfed her right away. The picture of her burning alive etched in to my brain. I couldn’t look away her screams were something else. People ran away from the site, some vomiting from the smell and the view of what was happening. I tried to be free of the silver chain I pulled and pulled but nothing, I was left to watch as her body tired to ashes. Everyone left, my uncle smirked at me before he got in to his limousine and then it was just me and my mother’s corpse.