An Empire for The Fallen

Chapter 1
Breaking Out

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Chapter Description: A quick background history about the main character, an introduction into the story. Then the actual story begins. References made include: Richard Sandrak and Lenny Kravitz.

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In the beginning (Prologue)

Bryan was always the Golden child his parents had always dreamed of.

He started his career of body building at the young age of 3.

He told his parents one day that he wanted to grow up to be a body builder or a wrestler and so they helped him pursue this dream with intense training.

By the age of 5 he was already a muscle machine and was not only that, but an adorable kid. People often referenced him to Richard Sandrak, in terms of having so much muscle at such a young age. Although the amount of muscle he had already packed on at such an early age was frowned upon by other parents, they nevertheless all gave him praise.

His parents never cut his hair letting it grow out into a gigantic curly afro which they put into a ponytail or even braided often.

He soon began entering Weight lifting, body building, boxing, and modeling competitions alike and even getting offers to model various clothing lines, which he refused since the thought of being a model was too girly.

Although children body building is often said to harm the child his parents disregarded this and simply pushed him onward to his dream.

Eventually he grew bored of the constant training and wanted to spend more time playing with his friends but his parents, mainly his father, wouldn’t allow it.

While he would want to play with kids from school his father would force him to stay inside and train to keep his muscles toned and defined. His training and maintaining his muscle eventually went from him doing it for himself—to being something his parents could show off. His training was intense and only got tougher as he grew older.

Eventually around the age of 9 he began to rebel and what started out as petty crimes grew to be things that couldn’t be looked over. It started with him stealing a couple toys out of a local Toys R Us and beating the guard into submission using only his fists.

His parents had a long talk with him but it didn’t seem to get through to him, or rather through to them either since they continued forcing him to train.

“Dad why can’t I just go and play with my friends even for a little while?” he would often ask, to which his dad would respond, “You need structure.”

Over the years he packed on various charges of Violence, Robbery both armed and unarmed, and even rape, and every time his parents would hire the best lawyers to help him get away with it after spending a few weeks or months in the juvenile penitentiary.

This resulted in him often being in the in juvie more than actually growing up as a regular teenager. His life was a back and forth push between crime, and juvie, no fun.

Eventually at the age of 17 he knew he wouldn’t be able to get out of his latest act of violence unscathed and decided to simply rob his own parents and run out of state. Although he hated his father completely he always loved his mother dearly and made sure to take the money and possessions he needed forcefully from his father while his mother was out of town.

Sadly the working out and training he once was forced to do by his parents became second nature even after he parted ways.

He was caught a few months later and sentenced to 50 years in prison for the abduction, abuse, and murder of a teenage boy, as well as multiple counts of arson, robbery, and various other charges.

Although his life of crime had only lasted from the age of 9 up to the age of 18, he managed to get away with so much because of his parents that his crimes were much more numerous than the average prisoner.

Even while incarcerated he started a gang and drug circle within the prison which got him even dirtier and hated by even more people. The years of killing, setting people up, killing prison workers, their friends, families, and others that got in his way, caused him to be well known and hated by everyone in the community.

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Chapter 1: Breaking out

“Are you sure this will work Boss?” Terry asked shakily looking questioningly at his Boss—Bryan.

“Of course you fucking idiot, just follow my lead” Bryan said while pulling the visor of his blue cap over his eyes a bit more.

“You’ve got to make this seem real Terry, if we’re going to get out of this shit hole of a prison you’ve got to make them believe we’re the cleaning men taking our leave alright?”

Bryan and Terry continued walking down the hallway to the side-door that would lead to their freedom. Bryan had been planning this out for months and everything was now in preparation. He bribed a few guards, had others killed, and even had someone to keep the warden busy.

He managed to beat two cleaners senseless for not properly handing over their uniforms and did it all in the sanctity of the prison employee restroom which he was able to sneak in thanks the aid of the basket of a paid laundry collector.

He prepared everything months in advance and received assistance from his newest drug employer, a somewhat new company which had been underground for a while that wanted to try out a new type of drug and wanted Bryan to be their right-hand man.

Terry walked shakily beside Bryan’s gigantic muscular form looking like a frail child shaking and fidgeting at every sound.

He was somewhat new to the business and anyone could see that he was frightened. “B-Bryan, I don’t know about this…what if we’re caught and executed?” Terry asked looking at the floor trying to steady himself and walk in a sense of commandment the way Bryan did.

“Terry, if you fuck this up for me you will be executed, do you fucking understand? This plan has been in the works for months, nothing can go wrong except for you” Bryan jabbed a finger at the side of Terry’s’ head for emphases and terry nearly fell over dragging down his garbage can with him which caused a huge amount of noise.

They both stopped moving and looked at each other, Bryan knew Terry would end up getting him caught and he couldn’t risk it.

In order for them to exit they both had to look like men in authority, men without fear as if this was an every day thing and Terry just wasn’t up to it.

Hearing one someone yell, “What was that noise” Bryan quickly held out his hand to Terry who was still on the ground in shock. With a blank stare Terry simply grabbed Bryans hand

“Get the fuck up” Bryan growled.

Terry stood shakily but just as he got to his feet Bryan gave him his well renowned punch to the stomach and it, as it always did everyone else, caused terry to double over.

Bryan then put him inside of the garbage can and pushed him into a close by storing closet and whispered “If I were you I’d take off the janitors costume so they at least won’t think you were trying to escape”.

Terry snapped out of it and looked up at Bryan nearly in tears “What do you mean? I thought we were getting out together—You can’t leave me here please!” Terry said trying to get himself out of the garbage can.

Bryan began closing the closet door but paused “Terry you’re too weak and childish and you were going to ruin my chances of getting out. You’re kind of like a little brother to me—but you’re also useless in my current effort. Don’t be a bitch and take it like a man” he said calmly before slamming the door and walking down the hallway.

“Bryan! Bryan!! Please you can’t do this!! We’re like brothers man come on wait for me don’t do this!” Terry cried out,

Bryan continued walking down the hallway intent on not letting this stop him.

Terry burst out of the closet and ran towards Bryan only to be stopped dead in his tracks and lifted by his neck as Bryan gripped both of his hands around Terry’s neck.

“I told you to stay the fuck behind” Bryan snarled looking into Terry’s eyes.

Bryan then proceeded to use one hand to grab Terry’s arm and snap it behind his back breaking his shoulder and forearm easily in one swift motion and then letting him down.

“Now be silent and go back to the closet” Bryan said calmly once again as he walked down the hallway.

Terry stumbled and limped back to the closet in tears feeling betrayal.

Bryan jogged down the hallway and paused at the corner to gain composure before he walked past the desk that was right before the side-door. That desk was Bryans final obstacle, once he was past it he’d he could leave out of the side-door and through the open door and simply make a run down the road and to the city where he’d wait at the spot he planned to meet with his employer.

Bryan straightened his back, put his chin up and his hat down and straightened out his jumpsuit.

He began walking past the desk straight to the door before he heard one of the guards shout “Hey!” his heart jumped and started beating fast. He was only 10 feet away from the side-door but he turned around to face the guard.

“Uh, yes what is it?” He said in a scruffy tone.

“Weren’t there two of you earlier?” the guard asked raising an eyebrow.

‘SHIT’ Bryan thought, he had to think of an excuse quickly.

He felt his palms beginning to sweat and his heart beating faster, he was so close to freedom, He had been in prison for 20 years and his empire he built had finally made way for him to be free, he had to get out.

“Well you see he stayed behind to clean up a mess that happened on our way out and told me to go on” he said grinning.

The guard looked him up and down, The young man before him was a muscle bound well built figure with broad shoulders and arms that could snap someone in half. His pectorals were shown through the tight fitting jumpsuit and his smile was shining white and bright enough to make any girl melt. He was a good-looking guy, with his light caramel skin, he reminded him of someone.

Bryan stood there in wait as the guard stared him down “Aha!” he said remembering something.

Bryan was ready to make a run for it then the man said “Lenny Kravitz!” pointing at him.

“Huh?” Bryan said confusingly

the guard smiled and continued pointing, “You look like a young Lenny Kravitz, but more buff, you’re like Lenny Kravitz on Steroids! You know who ol’ Lenny is right?” the guard said smiling proud of himself for remembering such a thing.

“Oh, yeah I see what you mean I guess haha, well I’ll be on my way then” Bryan said heading towards the door.

He put his hand on the door handle and just then the other guards voice came

“I saw both of the guards earlier, one was Caucasian and the other was Asian—who the hell are you?” he asked,

“Charles you’re always so damn sleepy all the time you probably missed when this guy came in let him go” the other guard said playfully as he went to the restroom.

“Nah, show me some I.D fella” The guard said getting out of his chair and heading over to Bryan.

Bryan felt his heart pounding once again, his heart-rate speeding up.

He calmed himself down and knew what he had to do.

Charles’ hand crept into Bryans shoulder

Bryan gave a deep breath and slammed his own head into the guards knocking him out cold before running out the door.

 

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