A new story I started but haven't gone too far into. Hoping someone can give me some fresh ideas for this story.

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In a dark alley, in a third world country in the east far away from prying eyes, as rain trickled down from up above, something that would o r day be mentioned in the history books was happening.

“Quickly! This way!” A dashing man in his early twenties yelled to the group of twenty is so men following behind him.

As you may is may not have guess, this dashing man of course is yours truly. You think that I'm being arrogant when I refer to myself as dashing but let me ask you, how else am I supposed to describe myself? I mean I'm no model but in pretty good looking, well at least that's what I tell myself in the mirror every morning.

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Alright let's get back to the main point here, you may be asking yourself what am I doing with a group of men in a dark alley in the rain with swords out, and before you get any funny ideas I mean swords as in the kind you use to cut things. So now with all weird thoughts aside, I can tell you we are definitely not on our way to some kind of medieval sword convention or anything, these guys are actually here to help me move a few of my belongs, just a few boxes filled with drugs and cash that a friend is holding for me.

That being said, these “belongings” don't really belong to me and the guys we are about to run into aren't exactly my friends either. Basically we are on our way to rob a rival gang, but then you may wonder why the heck do we have swords when a gun would be so much more useful, simply said if I or any of my guys were caught with a gun here we would be sent on a one way trip to death row.

However if they caught us with these swords, or rather katanas imported from Japan, katanas that can lob off a person’s head with a single swing I might add, we would only face life sentence in prison.

Luckily a life sentence here means paying off a government official and then getting out back on the streets after spending a few months bars.