• I knew this was all a mistake! The boy thought to himself as the roaring gunshots pierced the sky. But I just don't get it: I make one simple deal, and then I'm getting chased down by the Mafia! It's just plain wierd! But there was a reason this certain young man was being chased down by the Mafia, and he was just going to realize why.

    It all started two days ago from that very day where the man was getting chased. And just to make sure that you know this 'main character' of sorts better, let's just say his name was.... X. X was traveling across a beaten and battered road when suddenly this fat man appeared in front of him. "Why hello there, young man," the man said with a grin on his face.

    "What do you want?" X grunted as the man still had the grin on his face. "Have you ever wanted to be powerful?" The man asked. "Why?" "Oh, well it's just the fact, I could make you powerful." "How powerful?" X said with a slight smirk. "This powerful." A flash of bright light covered the area and in mere seconds the man was gone. In fact, everything X saw was gone. He was now in a mansion, with tons of gems and cash at his feet. He went to sleep perfectly that night.

    The next day, though, did not go as well. It turns out that X, overpowered by greed, gave a boss of a very renowned Mafia family, the wrong answer. "Do need our assistance, oh mighty one," the boss said trembling to X's feet. "No." Silence echoed throughout the halls of the mansion. "You'll regret that tomorrow!" The boss growled as he walked out the door. Poor X, however, was to occupied with his riches to notice.

    And now we go back from where we left off: with X running from the mafia. "Stop!" X's voice yelled to heavens when he reached a cliff. It was too late: X was shot and fell off the cliff to his demise. And one gangster went to the edge of the cliff and watched. It was the old man, and when he looked back at his crew, red horns sprouted from his head.