And it all began. Simeons madness, he jumped up and down endlessly his mouth filled with his own saliva.
" Stop this." The doctor screamed, he was an old man but the family would not let him die.
His son Adams came in.
The violin played, it was healing to Simeons wounds. And when the doctor least expected it Adams killed him.
" He is now at ease, you are welcome."
Adams packed his bags, his talent was being buried in this dusty village and now nothing held him back any more.
He was going to the big city.
"How will you survive?." The doctor asked.
"I kill to live." Adams said and walked away.
That was six years ago, and it still felt like yesterday.
"You there where is your Id?." The cops asked, Adams looks sometimes got him in trouble.
How would he próove that he was more than 18.
Adams looked at the officer and smiled. He poured the alcohol on the officer and fled.
" No one will let you live here in peace, if you do not work under another scarier than they think they are."
A stranger said with a cigarette in his mouth, Adams had no idea who he was but was eager to listen.
"Go on!." He urged.
The stranger gave him a card and drove off some people can be crazy, what is he going to do with this piece of paper?.
He threw it away.
The stranger asked his servant to give him another card and show him where to go.
"Is this yours sir?, don't loose it it's a special invitation for singers and guests in that hotel."
All Adams heard was singers, he was excited he took his violin with him.
Adams saw the man that was in the car earlier.
"What can I do for you?." The man asked him.
"I am as powerful as the president just name your wish."
Adams was about to utter a word, when he was interrupted by an unlikely scene.
A tall brown skin man, walked up to the stranger and kissed him on the lips.
"What was that all about?." Adams asked looking worried.
"This is how things are done here, why don't you wait for me in my room and I will explain things there."
The stranger gave Adams the key to the room. Adams understood.
"Oh I see, you think I'm some kind of whore, I have never being even more insulted in my life."
The stranger narrowed his brow, this was the first time someone rejected him or was about to.
"You can keep your money, and your promises, I will be back for you."
Adams Walked away from the hotel.
He noticed the way a young lady stared at him, she was the only female there.
"Wait!." Adams heard someone call his name from behind. It was the same woman.
"Please, what ever you do, do not reject the minister or he will make your life miserable."
Adams shrugged and scoffed, he was not interested in anything anymore, he would rather return to his old village.
He lifted his head and saw goons approaching, it seems the lady was right, he might not leave here alive.
As they ran towards him with there clubs and weapons.
Adams stood patiently before reaching for his violin.
The goons stood still and they were taken aback by the magical tone, one by one they felt dizzy and fell on there faces.
Adams wasted no time in killing them all. He looked back and saw the woman running.
That night the minister could not sleep, he was tired of having the same folks on his bed, he needed someone new, he needed Adams.
Dead or Alive.