Introduction

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You aren't supposed to be reading this. Heck, I'm not even supposed to be alive. But I've managed to escape my holding cell with this pen and journal and I felt that I had to tell my story before it was... too late. I'm currently in Honduras hiding from Mexican drug lord Lá Fuerte's group of mercenaries. I've gotten in a lot of trouble and my time is very close. I was thrown into a room on the peak of a Mexican mountain, not sure which one. The place was highly secured with armed men and very intelligent security systems. But I was smarter. This morning, a man with a buzzcut and a small mustache walked in, AK-17 on his back with two matte black desert eagles in either of his hands. I ask him if I can take a leak, and as soon as I am out of handcuffs and his eyesight I rush him. First, I grab this pen, that I am writing with and jab him in the back of the neck. This holds him off and gives me enough time to grab the gun before a swarm of armed goons burst into the room. I grab the guy with the buzz-cut and walk with him out of the room, gun blazing the whole while. When I get to the end of the hallway I throw him on the wall, cracking his neck, and shoot him in the skull for good measure. I yanked my pen out of his head and slid it into my pocket because I knew that I had to get moving, and FAST!

I run to the nearby ladder and climb to the roof. I look right out the door and see that the coast is clear, I back up, and then dash out of the door and off of the roof, being sure not to hit the tree in front of me. When I land, I begin to see lasers and here silent pistol ammo sting trees in front of me. I get up to gather my self and run, not sure where I'm going, especially since I'm running zig-zag to dodge bullets. One catches me in the leg but the pain fades away quickly due to my adrenaline. I know that I am going to feel it later. But that's not an issue now. I race down the hill and almost trip over a large log laid out in the middle of the mountain path. I swiftly hop over it and continue down the mountain for another 15 minutes. I reach the base of a mountain and trudge to a nearby abandoned building. I know that they are nearby. So I sit down in a corner inside of the building and here I am now. Let's take this story back. Back to the beginning, where it all started.

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How'd you all like the intro. It's my 3rd time rewriting so I hope it's good. Anyway, the next chapter should be up either tomorrow or the next day. Comment what you'd like to see at the beginning of the book.

-Plug

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