A junkie den... This is what I'm reduced to!!?!? A dammed junkie's den!!!???
Alex yell as he threw a syringe at the wall. He unwrapped the turnkit around his arm. Alex rubbed his head and paced waiiting for the speed to kick in. The reason he was inn this mishap was last week there was a presidential motorcade that rode threw Jump... You can use your imagineation for the rest... Anyways now he had gotten the fame he so desperately had wanted, but it did not go as planned. Eventually all his assets were taken, his empire stolen by the criminals he took it from, and he was reduced to nothing but a lowly fugitive (couldn't have happened to a nicer guy right) and now he had a bounty of 25,000,000$ on his head.
GOD DAMMIT WOMAN ITS NOT KICKING IN!
He yelled to the speed whore that shared the residence with him. Alex went to the kitchen of the rundown house and started rummaging through the canbinet. He finally pulled out another syringe , and needle, three little green pills, a spoon, a small packet labled sterile water, and a lighter. He filled the spoon with some of the water, crushed the pill into it and heated the spoon with his lighter. Alex then loaded the syringe up with this combination and stuck himself with the needle. Injecting the concoction into his system. He would do this two times more before standing up looking triumphant.
Nothing like a bit of Venom to get the old spirits up!
H's said walking back to the living room to the kitchen. It was obvious he had done it. The long lanky teenage boy had been turned into a hulking monster. He then got on the old weight machine that was in the junkie's den. He had loaded the bar with atleast two tons but he was doing it one handed. All of a sudden he heard a knock at the door.
Woman! Get the door!
He yelled to the other much younger junkie girl that was living in the hell hole. She got up and looked through the peephole.
Who is it?
She said shakily.