Soon all my hard work was coming to a peak. Phase one of my plan was already set, I had the man responsible for my parent�s untimely demise in my hip pocket, his destiny is now set by me.

Even if I wanted to I couldn�t back out now. I�m too far in; I must finish with what I started.

It�s sad to think if I do manage to make all this work that I won�t be here for the good people anymore. No more free medical attention, no more �prescriptions� for drugs they so desperately need, no more giving food to those on the brink of starvation. I can�t stay after I finished with my job, to many enemies all around me. I will have revealed myself to everyone around me making me a prime target for anyone who craves vengeance.

Hah, vengeance. They dare think they deserve it after what they have done to me! Oh yes, in there blindness they will see I have done them wrong and retaliate. No matter what they might have done to me and my little sister not to mention the uncountable other families who have suffered for so many years here. All that would matter to them is saving face and appeasing there pride, nothing more, nothing less.

Phase two of my plan required me to be more subtle, handle it with more finesse. This part I will have to put my network of information brokers to good use and hope I picked the right people and paid them well enough. This will be a delicate operation, but I have faith it will work. It has to work for my parents to finally achieve peace in death, even if it is only in my head.

I call each of my information brokers and clue them on some �street information� that is been kept hush hush. The Crimson Razors have had enough with the Wolf Pak and plan, any day now, to stage ambushes to eliminate there leading competitor in the neighborhood. Of course this isn�t true, but the Wolf Pak doesn�t need to know that. Go out and hint to your Wolf Pak connections that you have vital Crimson Razors information they would be more then happy to know, at the right price, of course. And by no means will you let any of your Crimson Razors connections know anything about this; information like this isn�t worth a thing if both sides know that the other knows.

I kept it simple and believable for everyone. The turf wars have begun again, its simple to believe one of them will make a move on the other. And there is no fear of this information leaking back to the Crimson Razors unless they have insider Wolf Pak information, but knowing those mindless automatons, they wouldn�t even conceive of such an idea.

This phase would take time and a keen eye to know it has been set into effect. Have my brokers keep an eye on the Wolf Pak to see if they started acting jittery, keeping a close eye on there backs. When the begin venturing out in only groups of other members, then I�ll know it�s come into full effect.

During this time I began purchasing untraceable shoe, false identities, for me and my sister and setting up a bank account out of the states under this false identity. I packed away some clothing, personal items, spare cash, and the ID�s in suitcases neatly tucked behind some supply boxes. Ready, at a moment�s notice, to be up and out of there within minutes.

All my plans where set into motion, I had everything planned down to the smallest detail.

Nothing can go wrong now.

As I was setting phase two of my plan into motion. I began wondering what would happen to the people in the neighborhood, the ones who had come to rely on me and my clinic. I have been so blinded by my need for vengeance that I didn�t allow myself to think all this. I gave to the truly needy a place to turn when there was nowhere else to go. No longer would they die of some easily curable disease or some horrible accident because they could not afford the corporation�s high market insurances.

I gave them hope, and my vengeance will then take it away from them.

I no longer sleep except for the occasional time I pass out. I�ve come to rely, nay addicted to, the drugs that I should be using to help my patients. The nightmares piled onto the guilt I am feeling for taking away the only good thing I�ve ever done in my life has put my nerves on end. It�s hard for me to hide all this from my baby sister Kali, she can see right into my soul. See that I�m getting worse with each passing day and she worries for me.

I can�t let her know what is plaguing me. She must remain innocent throughout this.

I have come to a solution to one of my problems. A young man by the name of Casey, who signed up to be an aid to my clinic, is showing remarkable inner talent. He only needs to see or hear something once then he can attack it as if he was doing it his entire life. He doesn�t shy away from all the work, nor all the death that surrounds any emergency clinic like this. He takes to it like a fish to the water.

In the last few weeks I have left, I plan on teaching Casey to be my successor. Despite being a high school drop out, more out of necessity to get a job and help feed his family, he has what it takes to be a good doctor. I spend every hour I can with Casey and teach him everything he needs to know, assign him medical text to read, give him homework to do. I was afraid all this would turn him away from my teachings, but he seems to crave it. I can see the glimmer of excitement in his eyes every time I show him something knew. Like a sponge he absorbs everything I teach him and applies it with ease. It seems I have found the perfect student, and he the life he wishes for. Allowing him to get the schooling he obviously so craves while still is able to earn money for his family.

Casey is the peace of mind I so badly need right now. The ray of hope that I can leave behind to keep up all the good I have done.

I have not wasted my life or time as long as there is hope in Casey.

Phase two of my plan is in full effect, the Wolf Pak is prowling the streets like little children afraid of the dark.

Casey has grown so much in the past few weeks, to the point I have felt comfortable leaving him in charge of the clinic at times. After all, he does need to be ready to do that on a full time basis. I�ve taught him all that I know and yet he still craves more. He has even taken it upon himself to explore online classes to learn what I could not teach. Soon enough, at his rate, the student shall far out pass the teacher.

This has given me time to spend with my baby sister Kali. Since I�ve been back I�ve treated her like a delicate porcelain doll, I could not help myself. I feared the mental scares left behind would destroy her for the rest of her life. I misjudged this, she is more resilient then I ever imagined. With this time we did things we hadn�t done in ages. Have fun, talk, go for walks, play games, and laugh.

Oh god did it felt good to laugh again. I was beginning to think I would never do that again.

One day I will show her this journal I have been keeping to remind me why I do all this. Something I do to help keep me on the right track, help me not lose my way. Maybe one day, when we are older and this has all faded in our memories. When I know the pain of reading this doesn�t hold the sting it would now.

Though I shall not show her the rest of the information I have within this lap top computer. I have kept all the records that I have been gathering within this hard drive, including photo�s and details about the man who killed our parents. With that I also have kept all the video and sound footage from the security cameras inside the clinic. It was for posterity reasons I started this, but then later it became a security issue when I set the cameras to be motion and voice activated. Anything that happens inside this clinic is all on this lap top. It�s a testament to all I have done for this place. And a means for preservation of all that I have done in case something bad is to happen to me before my work is done.

Now the time has come. I must call in the favor I have demanded of that foul man.

The moment is at hand.

SUCCESS!

That vile scum bag pulled it off, and quite remarkably too. He ambushed a group of twelve Crimson Razors without a hitch. Even went so far as to desecrate there bodies with his own feces then followed it up with Wolf Pak gang symbols spray painted on what was left of there bodies. Disgusting as that is, he got the job done. There was no doubt for the Crimson Razors; they didn�t suspect foul play in this at all.

Do to my hand in the game; the turf wars will reach a crescendo on this very night. Just under the dual overhead train tracks, as seen in that picture, the war shall see its peak. There, what remained of the Crimson Razors, challenged the Wolf Pak to an all out brawl. The final fight that decides who shall reap the rewards, and who shall die.

Only I�m not leaving it to fate to decide if this is the real end of all this, especially that foul beast Bloodhound. I have hired a group of well trained mercenaries to take position at the �battle ground� before the time shall come. When it looks there is no fight left in any of the gang members that is when they are set to attack. First thing, make sure Bloodhound is beyond death and any form of recovery. As an after thought, kill the rest of them.

I know this is very cold blooded of me to do this, but did they worry as I do the night they killed my parents? Did they ever stop to think of all the harm they have done to countless others? All the families they have destroyed, have they pitied the actions they take to do this?

No, they haven�t, and for this time only I will not either.

Though I must admit, despite the price, I value these mercenaries for more then the money I spent. I could not do what I ask of them with such a precise, cold, professional manner. I could not do this myself, so I pay them to do the dirty work for me. A burden of death I must carry in my heart, but my hands will be clean of the blood that shall fall.

Forgive me. I have no other choice.

*Video footage of the security cameras positioned through out the clinic/apartment and cameras positioned outside.*

Doc Oc: Wake up Kali. Wake up baby girl.

Kali: What are you doing Jack? It�s three in the morning.

Doc Oc: Come on Kali, it�s not safe for us here anymore. It will never be safe for us again.

Kali: What are you talking about? You are scaring me Jack.

Doc Oc: I know baby girl, but we have to be out of here. I have all our stuff packed up, we are leaving this place.

Kali: What? You make no sense, are you feeling alright? Why must we leave?

Doc Oc: Please, I�ve never asked you to follow me blindly in the past. All I ask now is that you trust me and do what I say. Our lives depend on this. Do you trust me?

Kali: Yes, of course I do. I love you Jack.

Doc Oc: I love you too sweetie. Now hurry up and get dressed. We are hitting the road as soon as I get everything packed in the car.

*The outside camera clicks on and Jack steps out the back door to his car waiting outside. He is so busy fumbling the suitcases into the trunk that he doesn�t see the man sneaking up behind him from the dark.*

Bloodhound: Hello fuck face!

Doc Oc: What�how did you�

*Before he can finish his sentence, Bloodhound slips a gleaming knife from under his leather jacket. With blinding reflexes he lunges at Jack, jabbing the knife full force into Jack�s side. Clutching his hand to the wound, he crumbles weakly to the ground as a dark, thick blood leaks from between his clenched fingers.*

Bloodhound: OH! That has got to fucking hurt!

Doc Oc: Oh god�not like this�this isn�t how it suppose to be.

Bloodhound: What did you say bitch? I didn�t quite hear that. Maybe you should talk louder before you bleed out like a stuck pig.

Doc Oc: You fucking bastard�you are dead. When the rest of your gang gets that file�

Bloodhound: Oh, you mean my boys are going to kill me then. Yeah, I don�t see that happening Doc. You see they�re all dead now. Seems I was a little late for the fight, had this bitch craving for my cock and man could she suck it good. By time I got there these mercenaries where slaughtering the rest of my boys. You know I�m a hell of a lot smarter then you think asshole. I know you did that. I know you set them up to die. And I bet I was meant to die with them too. Sorry to spoil your plans bitch, but no bookworm do gooder is going to take me down.

Doc Oc: I hope those mercenaries find you and frag your ass!

Bloodhound: hah, I don�t think so Doc. See, after I�m done gutting you, I�m going on an extended vacation far from here. Oh that�s right, I almost forgot the fun part of this! See, I�m going to leave you alive just long enough so you can hear that bitch of a sister screaming for your help. You�ve read my files Doc, you know what I do to fine little pretty bitches like her. Hhhmmmm I�m going to love getting my dick in that. I bet she�s still a virgin.

Doc Oc: NO! You sick fucking bastard! I swear, you lay a hand on her!

Bloodhound: You�ll do what, bleed all over me? Prescribe me an antibiotic in case I catch some shit from your bitch sister? Don�t make me laugh. You aint going to do shit to me. Now save your energy, you�re going to need it.

*From deep in the shadows comes a lone figure, moving slowly and quietly so as not to alarm the two. As Bloodhound kneels over Jack, wiping his blade clean on his shirt, the shadow figure strikes. Flashing blue light from a tazor wand arcs out and strikes the knelt Bloodhound, forcing a blood curdling scream as his whole body twists painfully. Seconds later the electrical charge stops and Bloodhound crumbles to the ground twitching and groaning. Stepping into the light is a young man clutching a tazor wand in one hand and a crowbar in his other. With a determined sneer on his face, he drops the wand and grips the crowbar two handed. Raising it high he brings it down with crushing blow after blow onto the prone Bloodhound tell he no longer moves. With a soft cry he drops the crowbar onto the ground then immediately rushes to the added of the fallen Jack.*

Doc Oc: Casey?

Casey: Please, stay still Doc. He got you in the kidney, the bleeding is getting bad now. I need to get you in the clinic fast.

Doc Oc: No�.I can�t be moved�its to late�

Kali: OH GOD NO! JACK!

*Tears streaming down her face she runs to Jack�s side.*

Kali: Oh god, Jack, please don�t die on me!

Doc Oc: *weakly raising a hand up to her face, brushing his thumb across her cheek, soft smile on his lips* Its ok baby girl. I will be with Mom and Dad again.

Kali: Please, Jack, don�t leave me! I can�t do this alone�I need you!

Doc Oc: You can do it, I know you can. Please, just take my lap top in the clinic, get in the car and go. Just get as far away from here as you can. Get away from this hell. Know I have done right by Mom and Dad, that I gave them the peace they needed.

Kali: Please..Jack please..I love you.

Doc Oc: I love you t�.

*The light in his eyes fade quickly as the hand raised to his sister�s face falls limp to the blood soaked cement below him. With a mornfull cry, a shattering of such a pure heart, Kali hugs her brother�s corpse tightly to her body as she weeps into his shoulder. Kneeling behind her Casey tries his best to console her as tears roll down his cheeks. With a few flashes the lights dim in the back alleyway, then the power cuts out and the image is no more.*

It�s been three months since my brother died. It has taken me that long to build the strength I needed to look at what he had on here.

Oh Jack, why did you do it? I wanted him dead too, but why did you sacrifice yourself for this?!?

I miss him so badly. Every time I sleep I can hear his voice softly humming to me a song that our mother sang to us as children. I can feel his hand brushing my hair away from my face. Feel his eyes on me as I fall asleep safe and secure in his presence. Sometimes when I wake up, I forget he is gone. I so expect to see him standing right there with that soft smile on his lips.

Reading this, knowing what he did, knowing what he did for me. I think deep down inside he knew this was going to happen. That he wouldn�t come out in the end of this, but I would. And he did everything for me so I would never have to worry again.

But I do, I worry I�ll never see him again. I worry I�ll never stop feeling alone.

I�m not angry with him. I could never be angry with him. He loved Mom, Dad, and me so much that he gave up all hopes of a future, and in the end, his very life. To do, as he said in his final moments �do right by us.�

That night Casey got me out of there. I didn�t want to leave, but he knew that�s what Jack wanted. It was the right thing to do, the only safe thing to do. I�m more then confident Casey will do that clinic good. Jack loved him like the son he never had. I could tell by the way he would watch him with admiration, like he was proud of Casey. Like only a father could be proud of his own child.

With the money and the identify Jack gave me, I plan on making a new life for myself. Leave Kali behind and become the woman I need to be in order to survive. No, that�s not completely true. I can never leave all that behind. In my heart rests all the loving memories I have of my family. I cherish these moments, use them to give me strength when I�m weak and the world feels like its going to crush me. With these memories I will always have the love in my heart that gives me the will to go on.

I am never alone.

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