[ WP ] The hero beats the villain by stooping even lower .

I was a fool and a child. After the incident I was determined to make a difference, corrupted by the idea, to never let something like this happen 
 again. As a kid growing up it was just me and my sister, two orphans against the world. We were living in an abandoned house 
 just on the outskirts of the city at the time. It was n't our home because the places would change constantly, no hide-out ever 
 lasting long enough to make an impression. It was okay though because it was all just temporary, we were going to be rich one day. 
 
 I was always gone all day from dusk till dawn doing anything i could for money to provide for my sister 
 but we never seemed to have enough no matter what i did. I just kept thinking the more i work the more we will have and that is 
 what drove me to get through it. However i did n't think of what she was going through and how she was dealing with it so when 
 she overdosed on drugs while i was away it shattered my whole world. Everything i was doing became meaningless. She was just a 14 year old girl, who would sell drugs to a kid?... and how did she afford them? 
 
 No one knew and no one cared what happened. That was the moment my perspective changed. I became an adult and could see the world with clear eyes. No one gives a fuck about anyone but themselves. 
 Begging? fuck that. I started taking. I robbed houses, stole cars. Did i know how to drive? Hell no! But after 
 about the tenth stolen car i wrecked i got the gist of it and you know what? I finally had money. 
 I knew the streets better than anyone. I knew where the homeless slept, i knew were the gangs hung out. After hitting up 
 all the known places and a couple extremely close calls i knew i had to move on, it was getting to risky. 
 I actually made contact with the local gang. petty small stuff but they had connections that brought me further up the ladder and deeper in the rabbit hole. At first I wanted to stop drugs from being sold period but along the way learned that if you take out an enemy that is known, they will be replaced by an enemy that is unknown. You ca n't stop it but you can control it. 
 For the next forty years I stole/lied/scammed/ and killed my way to the top. I became the number one drug distributor 
 across six states. Taking out all the competition with only one rule. Do n't sell to children, High-schools and anyone 
 under 18 was off-limits. It took awhile but after having to wipe out whole branches, they got the message. 
 
 Sleeping inside my million dollar mansion looking in 
 the mirror at night, the reflection is of a monster in a children's story. Scars and tattoos plaster my skin, 
 my sister would n't recognize the man i have become.I have gone so far over the edge that I became lost in the darkness. 
 
 I knew this would n't last forever. Someone would come take my place just like I have done to them, thus is the way of life. 
 However if for my brief time in the span of the world with my rule if I saved even one child from falling silently off the face 
 of the earth it was worth it. 
 
 It was then when my daughter was born, a little girl of my own named after her aunt of course, that my life finally caught up 
 with me. I wanted out, I wanted her to live life without a worry in the world and without knowing the horror within. However, 
 you can never just get out. I got sold out, was it my second-in-command? probably. There is no room for weakness in this life, 
 The second your leadership is in question you already lost it. I do n't blame whoever it was that struck the deal with the cops, 
 I planned for it to happen, just not so soon. My child and her mother have already made it over-seas to my retirement mansion 
 on the beach. I could n't leave with them for fear of causing suspicion.I had to keep face, If i was to make it out without 
 anyone following it had to be perfect. 
 
 I have walked this road for so long i could see the gates of hell waiting for me in the distance. 
 *Cops start banging on door* 
 As I stared in the abyss of what has been patiently waiting for me my whole life I froze. 
 *Sounds of multiple doors being kicked in* 
 What is this feeling? Regret? My bone-deep hatred for society... is n't that deep anymore. I want to be there for my daughter. 
 Glass shatters in the distance snapping me back to reality. I hear guns firing down-stairs, must be my guards giving their 
 last stand and kids? 
 KIDS! 
 I forgot my live-in maid had her kids staying for the weekend while she moves back into her mother's house. 
 I run down the hall towards the crying children as footsteps rush up the stairs behind me, I hear blurred yelling as I slam the 
 door behind me. 
 Scanning the room I see 3 kids huddle in the corner on the bed and lung at them grabbing the eldest looking one. 
 I have never involved kids in my business before but i know there is no way out without a hostage. Besides he is not MY kid. 
 
 I put him in position in front of me just as the door busts open and SWAT charges in 
 
 **DOWN GET DOWN! ** 
 
 *Shoots kid in front me* 
 
 **'' WHAT THE FUCK! You were suppose to be the good gu --! `` ** 
 
 *Shots fired*. 

