Prologue

Prologue of my newest unnamed project.

Prologue

 

I have been anything but good.

Perhaps I should start from the beginning.

I guess my badness started to develop in the usual ways: stealing and lying as a child progressing to schoolyard brawls. I started smoking when I was 13 and drinking the year after. I tried drugs once but I’ve always been more of a beer kind of girl.

I was disowned by my father and kicked out of his house as soon as I turned 18. My mother stood idly by as she always did. I’ll just say that my father was abusive and leave it up to your imagination to connect the dots.

Made to live on the streets, I lived for a year as a prostitute. However, no one really ever wanted that anti-social, slightly anorexic girl, and soon I was closed for business.

That was when I met Tino.

It was raining buckets on a cold November night, and I was in an alley trying to get some sleep. I was freezing and sick. I had not eaten in four days, and I didn’t know when I would get my next mouthful. I remember a blinding light, which I suppose must have been his car. Then, everything went black. The next time I came to, Tino was the first thing I saw. He offered me food and shelter and it wasn’t long before we were housemates.  I never found why Tino decided to take me in. Perhaps I just looked too pathetic for him not to. Whatever the reason, we remained together, rarely speaking but always communicating in our own way with the doors to our respective rooms locked at all times.

We co-existed quite harmoniously for 3 months when I figured out Tino’s dark little secret on a day I will never forget.

Tino was a hit man of the Italian Mafia.

Tino was absent from the immediate vicinity of the apartment building where we were living. I decided to do some snooping around. I didn’t expect much, so I was astonished when I discovered that the door to Tino’s room was unlocked. Unsure of how to proceed, I hesitated for a moment before entering the room. In the room, I found a stark living space, devoid of personal effects. I poked around for a bit before finding a book. In that book were all of Tino’s instructions for past and future targets.

It didn’t come as a shock. I suspected he was involved in some kind of illegal activity from just looking at him. Tino looks like the Hulk without the green skin. I estimate his age is between 45 and 50, and he has thinning gray streaked hair. The most distinguishing feature though of Tino is a jagged scar running down from his left temple all the way down to the right side of his jaw. I never asked about it, because really, who would be stupid enough to? Tino doesn’t seem to be nor is he the talking type of person. He is more of a silent, ominous giant. And really, the silence suited me just fine.

I took the book and put it on the kitchen table and then proceeded to take a knife and some food into my room with me. Tino returned that night. He found the book and went to my room. He stood in the doorway for a longtime, staring at me. Being my defiant, stupid self, I stared right back at Tino. I was so sure he was going to kill me. Then Tino said something that did surprise me.

“Training starts at 10.”

He walked down to his room, leaving me in my stupefied state.

From that point on my badness really started to bloom.

Under Tino’s guidance, I learned how to fire a gun accurately from great distances and some hand to hand combat. I am to take Tino’s place one day and I hope to make him proud. I am after all his protégé.

I owe my life to him.

My name is Luciana, and I have been a bad girl.

 

Author's Note

Ignore grammar and menial things like that. I mainly want to see how this goes. This is the beginning of my first idea for a book that I really want to write. Remember it's just a prologue so it isn't supposed to be super detailed.

Reviews

[Between the grey]

i like it, it's interesting. Like the detail & imagery.

[Tala]

Hmm, well i like the idea i suppose and i like how you started and finished the prologue and other parts but some of it just got on my nerves. i mean saying badness sounds almost childish. that coulda been the effect you were going for, contrast and all that. I dont really like the backstory of the girl, i mean it's a bit cliched really, although i guess as it's not important to the main story it doesn't matter too much. i didnt like the 'he was a hitman for the italien mafia'. it just sounds a bit stupid, i'm not sure how to explain it but it has a sort of ridiculousness to it. I do really like the style? of this. like the way that the girl talks, it's like you're having a conversation with her. i think you're a good writer and this has the potential to be a really good book, keep writing!

[Wren]

I like it. It really draws me in and makes me want to read more. I especially like how you tie the beginning and end together too. Very good start ^^

Thank you for sharing