Chapter 1: "Karma is just a Double Edged Knife"

15:50PM

LOS ANGELES, Hollywood hills..

Present day..

I am driving back from Work. I recently landed a Job as a Lawyer for some firm. I make a left into the friendly neighborhood I have grown to love..but something was off and I was right. two blocks down. My house the symbol of my change is set ablaze. Fuck. I step on the gas and make a hard left into the driveway and step out hurriedly. No! NO!! NO!!!. My wife, Emily, is in there. it takes two hard kicks to break the door. I was too late. Emily dead. Sprawled out in her own blood, Her pregnant belly, a stab. i instantly grow cold when i look at the wall she was resting on, AFO. Those initials. I frown deeply as i take out my phone and look at the number i never wanted to considered or even thought i would call. Me 9 years ago would have been pissed as shit. I dial the number and with a calculated Gaze and clenched Jaw and forced Reluctance i sigh "Boss. it's me..Yes..I want to take back my name. because it seems..people forgot about me". I forgot myself and now i'm ready to remember. I pause mid-thought when i smell gas. i quickly look and see the stove is still on. I widen my eyes in shock. oh shi-. I didn't have time to cover myself. It blows. sending me and everything in its path flying. I groan in pain when my back makes contact with the window shattering it and lay there on the grass. I'm bleeding from my mouth and probably from glass punctures. i feel myself loosing consciousness but before that i see someone i have never felt more happier to see. Thomas fucking Cerilin. "I'm so happy to see you tom". I didn't have the energy to listen to his Response and just pass out.

Thomas' POV (I'm doing this POV to kind of put the things together in a way)

I look down at Alexander. His long shiny Dark brown hair covering his injured face. i tsk as i use the tip of my boot to nudge his shoulder but he doesn't respond. i then take a minute to look at the burning house and quickly grab him from under his armpits and pull him away in case of another Explosion. Damn he's so heavy. who fed this man?!. I finally move him unto the sidewalk and collapse from exhaustion. I take out my phone and dialed my father's number "Hey boss....Yeah I have him he's unconsious but in an okay Condition....i need a car here stat. thanks bye". i sit there and about 30 minutes later a black slick clean Jeep pulls up and two Goons step out and take Alexander from me and help me up and proceed to drive us to the Nearest Hospital under my dad's name. 

Two Hours later..

17:20pm..

St Harper's Hospital..

They finally attended to him and i listen to the doctor's report from what she's seen. "Your brother here suffered 10 broken ribs, smoke Inhalation AND Gas poisoning". All of that?!..of all fucking that?!. I break into a coughing fit then break into an all-knowing sadistic and Jealous smile. Your reputation and Your name doesn't even do you justice for what or who you really are. I pay for the bill and just leave i pause at the doorstep and look at the doctor "If he wakes up..just tell him a man paid for his bill" and with that i just left. whoever just did what they did to him you have not only woken up the boogeyman's Greatest Fear..you have released the dead man who walks with the living May the gods help you..That's if they can even try to..nothing can stop the dead man walking..except himself. And i just walk out cold and just silently prayed that whoever the person or people were..they were going to live to tell the tale.

BACK TO ALEXANDER'S POV:

3:00am..

I open my eyes and grunt it's blinding due to the lights. EMILY! fuck NO!. I try to sit up but a hand forces me to lay back down. A..doctor". She clears her throat sternly glaring at me as if warning me to challenge her. i just stay still and look back at her with an empty cold and Angered gaze but to my surprise she doesn't even flinch not even a twitch from her. "You're finally awake Alexander..Welcome back to the land of the living..sir. Your presence has been expected for so long now". I just nod back at her then reply coldly "You have manners that's good..so tell me what happened to me?". she just eyes me with disdain but not a trace of fear "You survived 10 broken ribs, smoke inhalation AND may i mention..Gas Poisoning..". those?..oh those are lightwork. I nod as i sit up fully "Thank you how much i do i owe this hospital?". she just turns her back on me and just coldly says "A young man paid your bills..get better and get out there.." she then looks at me with a pleading gaze..like a worshipper praying to a god. "Enemies have been waiting..Allies have been preparing..People are stalking waiting for you..The Ferryman..Boogeyman's Greatest nightmare..". and with that she just leaves me alone. I get up and go straight to the bathroom and take a good look at my body. Toned Abs..as usuals..come on alexander. the tattoos of last words of my Victims..tattoos of skulls under a large cross on my back and the line of "Qui venit ad metendas plantas et certandum cum messore tetro... est vector portarius"..meaning "He who comes to reap souls and fight against the Grim Reaper... is the Greatest Nightmare of Spam Man.". I notice that there is a Cleaning welldone Three piece suit and well polished shoes lying in the corner of a bathtub. that Nurse knew. I quickly bathe and apply some bandages on myself and put on the suit and shoes and quietly stalk out of the room and down the quiet halls of the Hospital and out into the cold breezy night. i see my black Ferrari f8 Spider sitting in the lot. i enter the car and start it then i see the talkie i haven't used in years, the talkie the ferryman uses to call for his next meal. I smirk as i turn on the talkie and chuckle in surprise when it crackles to life. i turn calculated, cold, Angry and very Vengeful i menacingly lower my head to the talkie "I'm..back. By the order of death..The ferryman has been released...this time..not to collect souls..But to reap those souls". And with that i pull out of the parking lot and drive towards the Port..

The ferryman's back AND everyone's going to see the devil they forgot.

Somewhere in New York..

Unknown's POV:

I sensed it..I knew it..the devil he's here..There is shift..all to pay...He's back..He's back..i shall alarm the world..they must wake and prepare..he isn't here to grant mercy he's here to KILL.