Chapter III : The Quest part I

At a very tender age the idea to find his past is burned in his head, and so the child embarks in the quest for his origins. He realizes that in this place he will never find a trail of his identity. In a dark night he ties his sheets to the bedpost opens the window and jumps with the sheets around his chest he falls in the dark and soon he touches the ground unties the bound and runs as rain falls on his face and the cold strikes his bones. He runs and runs without a destination in the road that opens before him; he is free to find a trace of where he comes from.

Without a shelter or food his quest hits a wall, hunger, thirst and the cold strike him and he is forced to solve them. He begins to steal and hide in deserted buildings until one night when a gang finds him on their turf and the boss of the gang without hesitation catches the poor kid and with a quick move hits him in the chest without air, on the ground crying and scared by the monster which begins his terror on him. The night just filled the city and the terror of a little kid was just beginning. He thought that his life will end tonight so soon without finding who he is, just another lost soul dead in the darkness because he tried to fight his own destiny. Alone surrounded by enemies ready to harm and hurt him, fear filled his heart his hands begun to shake but no sound was heard his mouth was shut as even in the moment of his death he had no words to say. They jumped on him and hit him hard with fists and legs, and the boss took the kid by his hair and raised him on his feet dragged him on the other side of the building and hit him in the face with his knee, the child drops in his blood barely living hanging on a thread but the boss is bored and grabs the kid and throws him outside from the second floor through a broken window. They leave from the scene as nothing happen just another night in a damned city. But the child in his fall hits a rail that stops his fall saving his life but he his still badly hurt enable to move he looses conscience. The shadow of the night embraces him as to offer comfort and help, the moon enters in the clouds and his body disappears in the dark night without a trace. Hours later he awakes in pain near a river with his wounds cleared still dizzy from the blows he raises in his feet now more determined than ever to find his name. After a dark event that shook the poor boy but not his faith in finding who he is and where he comes from.
A new day began with hope and light but from now on things will change as the boy realized that what happened last night could happen any time so he took measures and precautions to bee safe knowing that after last night events he was lucky to even bee alive.