Rain showered lightly on the ever bright city as the night slowly ascended to its reign.
Revving his prized sport bike, a mean construct of chrome and carbon he couldn't afford to lose.
Kalen stopped in front of a shabby run down shack. Parking the bike he walked to the door, finding it locked with an eviction notice pasted on it.
' I might have to sell my bike after all ' Kalen muttered folding up the eviction notice and slipping it into his pocket, he fumbled through his wallet in search of a key.
He found it finally, opening the door to the strong smell of perspiration and charred instant noodles.
Reminiscing about his high school leaving examinations as he got into his house, he could remember, it was tough for those who weren't comfortable enough to pay the logistics fee.
Once you paid, you could use your phone again and gain access to a secret exam chat, where answers for exam papers would be kept.
Government invigilators would be tipped to keep their mouths shut and the corrupt system carried on.
Kalen remembered writing that paper through literal sweat and blood, those who didn't pay were subjected to harsh strict treatment by the school and government invigilators.
You weren't even allowed to look over to your neighbor, Kalen at a time battled a teacher who tried taking his paper before the time was out, it led to the teacher being in need of treatment.
Kalen himself suffering only a nosebleed, if he could remember clearly, he had fights almost every day during that examination period.
Even an argument with the principal, normally when he was still a schooler he didn't fight that much, not because he wasn't a fighter, no, but he made a vow to someone he deeply cared about.
He, introverted during his early days, hated humanity, he wished nothing but to see them all go extinct, however during the second year in junior high, someone changed everything in his life.
A crush at first, he had had one during his first year but broke out of it and now hated the girl. He thought the same would happen, that his unwanted feelings would fade away, but it never did.
It lasted, it grew to the extent he couldn't breathe properly when she passed by or was around, because of that, he was ridiculed by some boys were close to her and had former relationships with her.
That was when he snapped, he destroyed his introverted nature and built a calm sociopathic personality, he would get into regular fights by just what his classmates would say to him.
Beat anyone to a pulp if you crossed his path, but his feelings still remained, she was Lucia, they got extremely close with Kalen being able to know her true tomboyish personality no one else knew.
After a few fights which bonded him as the most feared kid in the school, she made him bow never to fight again, nevertheless he went back to his former ways after he left her.
Not because he lost interest, but he thought he could never be the best person for her and he severed ties on the second year of senior high, then sank into deep depression and anxiety.
He poured his heart into what he felt could redeem him from depression, fighting. Since his father disappeared, he indulged himself in the arts of kickboxing.
With his brother Jason, they stole their father's left behind tapes and books on the fighting style, they trained brutally, and devoured the knowledge from the tapes.
All without their mother nor sister's awareness.
Jason got tired at some point, however Kalen pushed forward, fully mastering the mixture of Muay Thai, Karate,Taekwond and Boxing called Kickboxing.
Training with blood and brutality, he got so skilled it made him feared everywhere, at school and home, and this led to the part he hated the most.
With gangs everywhere, school, home, streets, every where a group of humans exist, the were ever present.
By the time his sister turned sixteen, she looked eighteen and had eyes over her, so much so, a kid of the local gang boss, who was also his sister's classmate, had a huge crush on her.
The boy tried using his influence to get her, when that failed, violence came, fortunately Kalen was there.
That was the first time he had ever shown his deadly side to the streets and beat beyond recovery six gang members simultaneously, they were pathetically weak anyway.
Joining for money and power with no formal training was their nature. It took effort, six men were no joke.
The lover boy was beaten badly and thirst for revenge, he came for Kalen, overpowered him with a squad and was dealt with him, till he submitted and was made a slave of the Seven Mice Gang.
Since that was the only way to protect his sister, he obliged. Discreetly he would pose as a delivery boy who delivered pizza from the pizza place.
But inside those boxes were stashes of hard drugs, wads of cash, sometimes bionic weapons, which Kalen secretly stole from.
He only stole from it when it was in huge amounts, like when a local bank was robbed and he kept a cut of a million dollars which went unnoticed, stealing it before anyone could count.
He hid it away from the authorities, the Seven Mice and even his family. Michael, Kalen's only true friend since junior high was the only soul who knew.
They kept the money for a long time, when the case died down, Kalen purchased an ultra rare sports motorcycle for a hundred and fifty thousand dollars.
The rest went into Bitcoin which Michael sadly announced ended up in a failing scam, so it was gradually forgotten about, it was stolen money anyway.
Sinking into an old worn-out couch, Kalen snapped out of his daze, neither his mother nor sister were present so he felt a bit lonely, however his phone suddenly buzzed with notifications and an immediate call came in.
Checking the caller ID, he picked it, " What's up Michael " he said, " Why aren't you reading my texts " the voice on the line bickered.
" You just sent them immediately then called Moron, which university did you get assigned to? "
" It's F.U.O.T.D, same as yours, but my father is enrolling me in a private uni " Michael responded, " That's not even why I called, we are rich bro, hahaha. "
" What do you mean rich, speak sense idiot. " Kalen questioned inpatiently.
Michael paused for a moment before answering, " You remember that Bitcoin fail from seven months ago ", " Yeah, I just recalled, why. "
" It wasn't a fail after all, Kally boy, haha, your eight hundred and fifty grand plus my fifty grand just accumulated enough Bitcoin to amount ten trillion dollars, we're multi-trillionaires ".
Kalen froze, ' What on earth ', " This is no time to joke around and mess with my mind Michael, why do you even sound so excited for a prank I wouldn't believe. "
" Doubtful Thomas, I will send you a holograph now just wait, rejoice with me brother, we are now the richest people in the God damned planet and beyond, hahahaha " Michael said and hung up.
Kalen checked his messages, < Michael : Bro we're made for life, God the IRS are going to be after us, quickly pack your things, we are traveling abroad. >
' This kid is crazy ', his phone buzzed, another notification, a screen record, it showed Michael scrolling through his phone, ' I will kill this guy for wasting my time ', the screen changed.
It entered a crypto trading app and the screen with some icons to sign in, Michael signed in and it changed to a black layout with rising and falling red and green vertical rectangles.
On the top left corner of the screen was an icon with some digits, 10,920,667,341,002.
Michael did a transfer and went out of the app to check his Paypro account balance, immediately he entered the account, the balance of five thousand dollars became sixty five thousand dollars.
Kalen's brain ceased function, the only thing now was to verify with his eyes, his phone rang and he picked.
" Tomorrow we head to the bank and get ourselves a platinum card with a fake business name, don't worry I've got us covered, so see you tomorrow early bird "
His voice calm and serious, hanging up before Kalen could even speak.