My name is Mark Thirty-Three. My mother died when I was at the age of three. She died trying to save me from harms way at the age of thirty three.
It was a stormy night, my parents entered into the house in a hurry panting and sweating from along chase by the bad guys.
They hid me in a cupboard and went to their different places of hiding, not too long after they had hid themselves the guys barged in.
One of the guys was lanky in statue and had a large head while the other was huge and tall, he was quite good looking unlike the other the other guy.
These guys turned the whole house upside down and finally one of the guys began to approach the cupboard where I was hidden but then my mother interfered and killed the guy who attempted to open up the cupboard where I was hidden.
The other guy had heard the thud on the floor and rushed down the stairs only to see his counterpart lying lifeless on the floor he brought out his gun and shot my mother from the back and then my mother fell on the floor lifeless and then he began to weep for his lost comrade who happened to be his brother.
Only then did my father come out, he took the guy by the neck holding a knife to slit his throat with.
He threatened to take the guy's life unless he had confessed who the sender was.
The guy had resisted at first but then my father asked whether he would prefer to die than to live with his wife and kids then the guy immediately confessed that it was Myles Barkley who had sent him.
(Myles Barkley - the leader of the notorious gang terminator who happened to be in the same gang as my father a long time ago.
The two were both good friends not until my father had surpassed him and then jealousy grew in him and he sought to kill my father).
My father had released the guy and began to weep for his lost wife. She was prepared for a small burial of just I and my father.
That was how my sought for revenge began.