CHAPTER 1 At a young age,he always heard and saw what he wasn't supposed to hear nor see. His mother was a cracked whore who didn't care about fucking or doing nasty things with men when he was at home. A lot of times, Elias asked about his father but his mother never told him anything about his dad. He wanted to be with his father instead...maybe his father would shower him with love and attention. But sadly,Elias was stucked with this woman who couldn't take proper care of him.She was a drug addict and from time to time,she would spend a few days and nights away from home leaving her five years old son all alone to take care of himself. He couldn't cook and when the snacks got exhausted,he would be so hungry and sometimes try to steal from the neighbours. Elias was a sad and angry kid who craved love and affection.

And the way he saw how happy his fellow classmates are always made him mad. "How was school today,honey?"

Elias stood and watched a mother patting her son on the back. "It was great,mom, I learnt a new poem,will you like to hear it?" "Awwn,get into the car and sing for mommy"

The boy giggled and got into the car.

He looked sideways and saw a man holding the hands of his two children as they crossed the road.

He wanted a father and a normal mother....he hated the fact that his mother most times behaves like a crazy woman. When he got home that day,he found his mom at home.

She was sniffing a white substance that he had become familiar with.

He had always seen his mom sniffing this and thought maybe it was good since she kept on doing it...then he tried it one day.

He still couldn't remember how he survived that day...his head had felt heavy and it was as if he everywhere was spinning around him until he passed out.

Since then,he had avoided that substance like a plague and he wonder why his mother still takes it. "Mom,I learnt a new poem at school today,will you like to hear it?"He asked,half hoping and half doubting that the woman would give him some of her attention.

But she barely glanced at him...she seem so out of it so he walked away, dejectedly. One night,his mother didn't come home and the next morning,some cops came to his house...they had found her dead body by the side of the road.

It turns out that she had been high on drugs when she tried to cross the road...a truck had ran over her.

Elias barely cried because he wouldn't miss her.

One of the police officers took interest in him...it turns out that he had been childless for years so he volunteered to take in the boy instead of sending him to an orphanage.

Elias was finally happy....the man was very nice to him.

But his wife was mean.

She didn't want him in the house and she kept on reminding him that David,her husband would never be his real Daddy.

All hell broke loose when she finally had her own child..she wanted him out of the house.

She wanted him gone.

When David was away....she maltreated him and beat him up at the slightest opportunity. When she scalded his skin with a hot iron...he realized that he just couldn't take more....he ran away. For days,he lived on the streets.... sleeping under the bridge.... hiding from the police so that they wouldn't take him back to David's house or the orphanage.

He concluded in his little mind that he was unworthy of anyone's love.

He was seven years old now when he tried to survive all on his own.

He ate mainly from people's garbage.

He was dirty and unkempt.

He always fell sick and battled to get better on his own. He was walking passed a pavement when a car pulled up beside him.

His first instinct was to run when the person called his name.....but before he could run far...the man caught him. "Let me go!Leave me alone!"He yelled, struggling with the man. "Stop fighting me,Elias... I'm your uncle...Stephano... your father's brother"

Hearing the word "father"

He stopped struggling and turned around. Stephano stared at the dirty boy in his arms.

Finally,his search was over.

When Raul was alive....A stripper named Tatum had approached him.... claiming that he was responsible for her pregnancy.

He was the only one she had slept with without using protection because she liked him.

Raul had asked her to abort the baby but she had discovered too late that she was pregnant and getting an abortion now was a big risk in her life.

She had refused and then he denied being the baby's father.

She went away but after the birth of the child...she had come back and ordered for a DNA test.

It was conducted and truly Raul was the father of the baby.

Stephano had advised him then to take in this woman and start a family with her since she was willing to change her promiscuous ways for him but he was still busy chasing after Sophia...To him, Sophia should be the only woman who would birth his children.

He rejected Tatum and her baby and threatened to kill her if she comes anywhere close to him. After Raul's death, Stephano had been filled with rage and he needed someone with an equal rage with him to carry out his Vendetta.

He thought about Raul's son.

But he had no money then to take care of the kid so he laid low and met Declan's son.

Declan was the leader of the cruel bastards....the gang Damien had brought down.

The boy was equally hungry for revenge.

But he needed Elias too. Slowly and steadily,he created his own clan...his own gang which he named *Wild Elites*

They were wild and they were powerful.

They were hitmen,robbers and criminals who couldn't be brought down.

And then it was time to recruit Elias.

When he got to the house,he was told that Tatum had passed on.

He got a picture of the little boy there...he was just a replica of Raul...a smaller version whom he was going to train into something else.

He managed to find Elias but he was living with a cop.

A fucking cop of all people.

He kept stalking the boy... looking for a way to kidnap him and when Elias ran away.

He started searching for him all over again...the boy was fast, always moving from one place to another as if hiding from someone.

And now... finally...he had Elias in his grasp....Raul's son. Stephano watched the little boy devour his food like a hungry Lion.

He had taken Elias to his home...given him a bath...wore him clean clothes and now he was eating a good meal. After eating,he finally had the strength to ask all the questions he had. "Uncle,where is my father?"He asked, curiously. "You can just call me Ano,Elias.Your father died before you were born."

Tears streamed up on Elias' eyes taking in the painful reality that he would never get to meet his father. "What happened to him?" "He was murdered in cold blood.He was killed by the woman he loved.Your father was a good man...he had a simple goal in life...to get married to Sophia but then she met this rich man and left him.Your father was heartbroken...he tried multiple times to get her back...to beg her to come back to him but she refused.And finally,he was ready to move on...he was ready to move on and have a happy life with your mother,but he was wrongly accused of attempted murder against Damien O'Connell...the rich guy who took his woman away from him.He was set up and Sophia killed him without thinking twice. I think she probably did that so that her husband would never have any cause to feel insecured. There was nothing I could do... Damien O'Connell is a powerful man" "She killed my father just like that?" Stephano was a pretty good manipulator.

He had rehearsed this encounter for years and he would not stop until he planted the seed of evil in this child. Stephano brought out a picture and gave it to him. "These are Damien,Sophia and their children"

Elias stared at the picture.

There were three happy and healthy looking boys in the picture.

The woman was carrying a baby. "Your mother turned out the way she was because of the painful death of your father.Because of you,Elias,I have strived to make something out of myself so that I can take care of you and together we need to avenge your father....we need to show these wicked people that they aren't the only ones with the power to do anything"

Elias stared at the family's picture again.

He thought about his years of suffering.

Her poor mother who was like a psycho to him.

His father that would have loved him.

He would have had a happy life with his parents.

But the O'Connells took all that away from him.

His squeezed the picture in his hands.

They didn't deserve to feel any bit of happiness.

And just like that,Elias was gone and Stephano created a monster called Hawk.

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PRESENTLY.....

*HAWK* From my vantage point,diagonally across the street, I observed the girl I had been monitoring for the past two weeks.

Damien O'Connell's daughter.

As usual,the rich bitch looked so elegant as she got into her car and drove off, probably heading to class.

She's in her third year in college.

Too bad she won't be graduating because she's dying soon.

Finally,the time was here.... to start my vendetta.

I was sick of waiting.

I wanted to have her right here in front of me....wanted to press my hands into her soft skin... gripping her so tight that she would cry out.

I wanted to bite those plump pink lips....make her scream into my mouth.

I wanted to fuck her pussy so hard that she wouldn't be able to walk for a week.

I wanted to destroy her.

Right fucking now.

My gang and I would torture and break her like the doll she is.

I wanted her to be scared of us.

I wanted her to be terrified when I finally lock her up.

I wanted her tears...her anguish...her pain.

I wanted her on her knees....Stark fear in her eyes... begging and pleading.

I'm starting my vendetta tomorrow with the least member of the family.

Leah O'Connell!