When they first met Omar was curious about this beautiful looking kid who didn't belong here and was begging on the streets as he looked like a noble.

So he went to talk with this kid and he asked the boy "what's your name?" he answered "I have no name", the uncle then said "how old are you?" he said "I think I am 5 ". he said "you think?", the boy nodded yeah.

The uncle feeling pity upon this kid said "do you want me to teach you a few things that are interesting kiddo?" the kid replied with a naïve and innocent look having sparkly eyes and excited "yes, yes".

The uncle thought that he needed to have more basic knowledge about everything if he was to survive in these harsh parts so he then started to teach him what they teach kids in school, such as math, history and science etc.

He also taught him how to do business so that he doesn't have to beg on the streets. So He taught him strategies for business.

He taught the boy everyday his parents sends him out to beg. The boy was extremely smart and was quick on the uptake, you could even say he was a genius as he absorbed the knowledge taught to him on the first time.

he learned what we would take 12 years learning in a couple of years the uncle used to bring him books to read and learn on his own. The boy realized that his uncle is someone who is smart and started to respect him and love him. Even though he was an uncle to the young kid he was a 20 years old young man.

he knew mixed martial arts(MMA), he wasn't professional but he knew the basics so he thought that it would be beneficial if the kid knew how to defend himself.

so he began to train him after finishing his business. the first thing he said to him was come hit me. he did so to gauge his power and abilities. the boy lunged forth to punch him with a sloppy punch and no form just like how a child would hit.

'I've never taught anyone to fight before so i have no idea where to start i guess i'll do it the same way i was taught'. he then showed him the form to take with his arms up and one leg in front of the other. he continued teaching him about jabs cross and hook and how to harness your whole body through your footwork to have a stronger punch.

Mohamed adapted very quickly and his form became proper from the first time, Omar was taken aback by his quickness to learn especially since he was just a kid.

as the days went by, Omar trained Mohamed's strength, endurance and agility he made a routine for him in which he would jog everyday do push-ups, set-ups and when he is alone also do some shadow boxing.

Omar also took care of his daily food needs to ensure his proper growth

and in the flash of an eye five years went by, having grown a bit Mohamed now is considered to be quite tall among his peers but having inherited his mothers striking features he had a bit of girly features.

he has never stopped training; he kept grinding everyday. he would get up and go out to eat something then open his shop which he got thanks to Omar who bought it for him and he handled the supplier for his clothes shop and he got a share in it too.

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Omar would get the merchandise and Mohamed would promote and sell it and they would share the profits, the area in which they sold the goods didn't have any clothing stores so they were a big hit. it was the idea of Omar to open a shop in that area and it proved quite efficient.

once the opening hours he would start to train; after teaching him the basics he started to train on his own. Omar would also bring him books after he taught him everything he could teach, and Mohamed loved reading and learning new stuff so he appreciated that.

after he is done and nighttime comes he would return home to his drunk parents and give them the money he earned, although without his parents knowing he would stash the money in a hidden place around the house for his own future since they didn't care.

One day, the kid came battered and crying to the uncle saying "why do people hurt other people?" The uncle didn't know what to reply but he said "why do you ask that?"

he said with tears coming down his eyes and a sad face that is tired "do my mom and dad hate me? What did I do? Do they want me dead? Am I not their son? Why does this happen to me?" the uncle said "calm down and tell me everything".

with a sad face he said "since the day I was born I was never hugged nor did I have anyone tell me i love you, whenever my dad would get annoyed he would hit me and my mother doesn't even flinch when i bleed from his abuse and he always says how he regrets that he ever had me and everyday after the constant abuse my mom would put makeup to conceal the bruises and scars, so tell me why do they hate me when I have done nothing to them".

after listening to everything that happened to him the uncle said "why don't you run away?"

"even if they don't love me and hurt me and if they don't want me I still know that my mom gave up 9 months of her life for me and she had great pain bringing me and she has to get hit by dad because of me and even though dad hits us he is still there, you told me that some people have no parents, so I can't be ungrateful because I have someone and I am not alone" the boy replied with tears dropping down his face.

the uncle didn't know what to say and silence filled the air. In an attempt to cheer the boy up the uncle said "since you don't have a name I will give you one" the boy nodded joyfully wiping his tears off the uncle said "your name will be Mohamed which means "The praiseworthy" the boy was ecstatic and immediately hugged him joyfully and was the happiest he has ever been.

even his parents didn't care enough to name him. he was like the father that he always wanted but never got.

the night after, Mohamed was coming back home after working all day when suddenly a dark figure looms in the shadows following him. he sensed that someone was following him but he didn't flinch and continued walking as if he didn't notice.

after a few minutes Mohamed suddenly ran out of nowhere and made a turn to the left and hid behind a wall.

he footsteps approaching him so he took his form to prepare and attack him. he steeled his resolve and prepared to punch the looming figure that was approaching.

the figure took the turn following him, it was a very tall muscular built man with a menacing look. he was terrified by this figure that seemed to be that of a giant.

once he turned Mohamed delivered a punch in his crotch and ran away. after a couple of moments the figure recovered and went after him. but Mohamed was agile as he used to train everyday so he outran him until he lost him.

he then went home drenched in sweat 'fuck what was that, i think i almost got kidnapped or killed. i should start carrying a weapon with me if an adult that had the same height attacked me i wouldn't be able to punch his face properly and he would overpower me, adults had much more time to train than me so they are naturally stronger' he thought to himself.

his parents were passed out that night so he went to his father's room and stole a pocket knife, he knew that he had one because he once used it on him when he was drunk. 'he is always drunk so he would think he miss placed it and lost it he wouldn't suspect his little submissive son to steal it' he thought with a grin on his face.

the next day he told his uncle everything that happened and also told him that he stole the knife and he had it in his pocket. the uncle was shocked and said "are you okay?" and inquired about the assailants facial features but he couldn't get a good look as it was dark at that time.

Omar told him to go another path that he choose for him that was safe. and they continued their day the same as usual.

later that night, going this safe road proved to be futile as he got tailed again. but this time he directly confronted him in an attempt to figure out who it was since he didn't seem that he will stop otherwise.

but the assailant took him off guard by suddenly grabbing him. and this time he was with a group of people with him. they were four tall and menacing men. Mohamed struggled and reached for his pocket to grab the knife.

but the man holding him took his knife before his hands could even move as if knowing that he had it in advance. Mohamed terrified said "what do you want I have nothing to give you and i am sure that a fragile and poor boy like me wouldn't benefit anyone so no one would buy me if you sold me so what is your motive?"

the man chuckled and ignored him. then he knocked him out.