Alex stood, towering over the crippled body on the rough, cracked cement with a smile on his face. He picked at his nails while watching the victim try to escape on the slippery and bloodied cement. Alex chuckled as he walked up behind the man on the ground, swinging his scythe near the man's face teasingly.
"Now, now. Where the fuck do you think you might be headed? The golden gates? The Devil's playground?" Alex bent down, putting his knee on the man's chest as he gasped for air.
"Help. Help… me" The man whispered hoarsely, trying to find anyone who would help him. Alex looked around the alley, there was nobody in sight, just dumpsters full of trash, alley cats, rats, and them.
"My my, who would help you? After All, you're just a male fucking whore who deals people drugs. I think that sentences you to a… death penalty, by me." Alex said slyly, chuckling after finishing his sentence. He looked down at the man who was trying to escape the weight of his knee, but the man was too weak.
"You've outlived your usefulness to my mother and I… It's time that you pay your rent for living." Alex said, slowly lifting up his knee and scythe.
"And that rent is paid… with blood!" Alex said harshly as he swung down the scythe, chopping off the man's head as his blood splattered everywhere. Alex looked at the man's limp body then up at his head. Alex put on the black leather gloves in his cloak pocket, then proceeded to chop up the man's body and stuffed it into separate bags and threw them in the multiple dumpsters in the alley way, only keeping the head. Before he made his way out, he took some of the blood that pooled where the neck used to be on his middle finger and he drew a grim reaper symbol to show that 'the grim reaper was here'.
"Mother will want your head, Felix," Alex stated as he stuffed the head in his bag and walked to the quiet end of the alley. Alex climbed the fence that separated the two sides of the alley and climbed up to the rooftop, walking parallel to the road. He watched the cars and trucks pass by the recent murder scene, with no clue as to what happened as he walked across rooftops to his mother's base.
"Father would have been disappointed in me, but father was a disappointment himself," Alex whispered to himself as he remembered the warm embraces of his father when he came out as trans to him. He remembered all of the kind things his father used to do to make Alex happy. Then he thought about how his mother had trained him to be a heartless killer. She forced Alex to kill his father for his very first mission.
"I will not disobey mother's trust in me like my father did," Alex said, mainly to stop the pity that welled inside his chest for the man that he just killed. Alex climbed down the fire escape of the building then walked into the abandoned warehouse just across the deserted street from it. The area was never busy, as it was the rundown part of town.
"My son. Have you completed your job of killing that man?" Alex's mother said as she walked out of a door off to the side of the warehouse, eyeing the bag. Alex pulled out Felix's head and handed it to his mother with a straight face. She looked at him with a pleased expression and put her hand on his shoulder.
"I know Felix basically raised you here darling, but you know traitors must be killed so it doesn't harm our operation." Alex's mother explained. She walked with Alex all the way to the stairs to below ground near the warehouse then sent him down stairs. Alex walked with compliance to the bed chambers. He walked through the door of the bed chambers and quickly changed out of his uniform and into a nice white and navy striped shirt and a pair of navy ripped jeans. He walked out of the chamber and into the commons area, where all of the members were gathered. Everyone was talking and enjoying themselves in either the small bar area of the commons or watching the sports games. Alex walked through the door of the common room and walked over to one of the taller female gang members.
"Hello Alex. Your mother has gone to a meeting with another gang leader, she took two members with her and she should be back by tomorrow." The lady said. Alex nodded as he took a seat at the bar and watched everyone get excited over the games on TV. Alex pulled out his phone and looked at the news, waiting for anyone to find Felix's body. Alex scrolled through his phone, looking for something interesting to do. He looked down at his watch.
"It's already 1pm? Wow, time flies by fast." Alex whispered to himself as he got up to go to the kitchen. He walked to the large silver fridge and pulled out the ingredients to make Shepards Pie. Alex chopped up the fresh vegetables, mashed the potatoes, ground the meat, and mixed the spices. He filled an oval cooking dish with layers of the ingredients, carefully making each layer even, ending with the mashed potatoes on top. He placed the Shepards pie in the oven at 400 and set a timer for 30 minutes. Alex then sat down at the island across from the stove and watched as the food cooked. He looked down at his phone in his hand as it vibrated, his mother's name showing up on the screen.
"Hello , what is it you need?" Alex asked, looking at the timer next to him, 25 minutes still on the clock.
"Alexandra, you're this woman's daughter, right?" a male voice said from the other end of the phone. Alex's face shot cold as he listened to the sounds of the background. He took a deep breath as he walked away from the oven.
"Actually, I go by Alex and I prefer son, sir," Alex replied, keeping his firm tone for the audience on the other side of the phone.
"Ah, my apologies. But somebody has taken your mother. I was supposed to meet her, but all I found was her phone." The man replied. Alex relaxed at knowing this man was somebody his mother trusted enough to meet herself.
"Shit. Thank you for telling me sir. Do you know who might have taken her?" Alex asked as he pulled out a notepad and pen. He listened as the man listed off the names of everyone who knew that his mother was going to meet him and didn't like the idea.
"Thank you sir," Alex said as he looked over the list of names. Alex hung up the phone before getting an answer from the man on the other end of the phone.