This time, it is not about crime, but it will lead to it. Come to think of it, how are bloodshed and chaos considered heinous acts of crime? It comes in two domains: the one who committed it and the crime itself. People are diagnosing themselves as psychopaths without any further proof that will validate themselves as the mentally ill, and how have they come to that situation so critical, it becomes aggravating.

It is not just an insult to the people who suffer from Psychopathy, but then again, a misrepresentation has been done. Relatively speaking, the adolescent people who tell everybody that they are psychopaths is rather insulting for the other ones who go through it. It is like a phase you couldn't get rid of or some void that keeps it going no matter what actions are done.

Meet Grant Wallace, a graduating student that lived his entire life being outcasted until he chose the path of dissociating from people around him. The thought of him not having a proper mindset has been replaced with chaotic actions and obscenity had corrupted him, and even he couldn't get a hold of himself.

He was always filled with boredom as he lacks something else that will fulfill it, and it goes darker as he has now lost a piece of empathy, though he was always an understanding person. He doesn't care if he would hurt people physically or emotionally, but what comes to his mind to express what his thoughts were in an honest method.

If adolescent people were portrayed as freaks partying, having sex, and disregarding responsibilities all the time, Grant was something different from how they depict the generation he came from. He always didn't like how they depict teenagers in any forms of media, or is it just him? Grant drastically changed but did he progress as a person?

Even he doesn't buy his action, he couldn't help but react violently towards anything he doesn't approve of. The worse case is, he won't admit that he is now a man full of hostility. He would always blame the people that allegedly did something awful to him, a sign that he is being irresponsible and manipulative towards everyone he encounters just to get away with things he had probably done.

After being expelled from the university he was in, Grant chose to live by himself, and by that, it meant him and him only in an apartment he is renting. The fact that he doesn't like how he turned out in his final days as a college student broke him down, it felt like it was over for him. There were no opportunities for him to pursue. But the question is, is there none left for him to go after?

Fast forward, Grant's separation towards being socially active had affected him fully. If others do brag about their psychotic tendencies, Grant does the contrary. He keeps it to himself so that he wouldn't hurt people physically and by the fact itself. So basically, he doesn't even like how he turned out at this crucial point in his life. And with no one by his side, how would one deal with such horrendous symptoms?

He couldn't distinguish what is right and wrong anymore, he just didn't care about what they say about him. Is he deranged? Absolutely. But did he consider himself as one? The answer? No, he couldn't help turn himself into a so-called madman. And for his needs of survival, he started to do anything that would suffice his needs by disregarding that forbids him to do so.

One day, in a local gun shop, Grant was there and doesn't want to leave the place. And when the owner notices that he was staying there for too long, he starts to get annoyed. "Hey, move it. You're scaring the customers away."

Grant smirked at what he heard. "Am I? I just want to buy something, you know."

The owner of the store starts to drag him out of the establishment, but Grant finds a way to cause chaos by outclassing the guy, tricking him with a simple shove. "The fuck is wrong with you, man?"

Grant would smirk again, but this time, he does something harmful by slamming the glass door. "I don't know, that's why I'm here?"

The man who owns the gun shop was startled by his brash behavior. "What the fuck you want? A gun? Okay, take everything whatever the fuck you want and get the fuck outta here. You sick fuck..."

"Thanks..." Grant broke the glass pane near the counter and picked up a Glock, and he was simply looting the place by grabbing any magazines and bullets that would fit into the gun.

"Are you finished? Now get the fuck out." The gun shop owner crosses his arms to show authority, but Grant doesn't seem to like it.

"I'm done when you see that I'm done." He pointed the gun at the owner and without any sort of hesitation, he shot the man on his forehead.

After gunning down the owner, he left the shop like nothing took place. Grant walked away with a gun in his hands, and he starts to cause a scene again by scaring whoever passes by with the firearm. Moments later, he heard gunshots when he was about to enter his apartment room. He looked around if it was the Police who is after him, and when no one is coming after him, smoke begins to appear near the construction site as someone planted a smoke grenade in it.

"What the fuck is that?" Grant gets out of the apartment to get into the construction site.

There, the Manzo Crime Family and the Hopkins Crime Family are in a war. With Frank Hopkins and Dino Manzo having their rivalry going on, Vicente Campana was stuck in between both families. He didn't choose to join the shootout between both families but instead, he fled away from the gunfight. With Vincent running away from them, he bumped into Grant who was also holding a gun.

"Put that thing away, man," Vincent tells Grant to put his gun down.

"You first." Grant still gets to joke around when there's a war surging in the construction site.

"Look, this not the time for us to argue. Stay away, hermano. This is business matters and we don't know you." Vincent doesn't a choice but to point the gun at Grant.

Grant doesn't seem to get bothered at Vicente, he was just stalling around to waste time until a sound of Sub-machine guns were heard near the barricades. Vincent held Grant's hand and hid in layers of wooden crates stacked around near the ladders waiting for the gunfire to slow down, and when it does, Vincent did not expect that the Hopkins Crime Family brought backup who are after him.

"Vincent Bell, surrender now and no one will be harmed." Frank's brother, Eric Hopkins has come to make Vincent give himself to them.

"No one owns me, maricon! Get the fuck outta here! And don't call me that, it's Vicente Campana! Miss me with that Western bullshit." Vincent didn't like to get called by his Westernized name.

"Alright, whatever you say. Just drop your gun and forget this happened." Eric commands him to submit.

Grant grew weary of it easily because of his temper, coming out from his cover. "Man, fuck this shit..."

"Hey, who is this prick? Is he with you?" Frank's brother ordered his team of gangsters to aim their guns at Grant.

The man stood right in front of Eric, raising his hands before Vincent threw a frag grenade at Eric and his group of gangsters. Grant ran away after seeing the grenade landing on the ground, following Vincent before it detonates. And just in time, Dino's men have arrived on the scene to take on Hopkins and his gang.

With both families shooting each other down, Grant becomes impulsive as he accidentally shot Eric in his head. With one of the key members of Hopkins Crime Family dead, Frank was the one left to carry the name to oppose the Manzos. In an attempt to take the gun away from Grant, Vincent tells him that he is messing everything up.

"Hey, you fucked up, homes. You just shot Frank fucking Hopkins's brother!" Vincent still tries to pull the gun away from him.

"So what? I don't fucking care!" Grant rolled his eyes before pulling the trigger accidentally, shooting another guy down but this time, the man he shot was from Dino Manzo's side.

"Are you fucking insane? We're at a war here. This isn't a playground!" Vincent was getting frustrated at Grant being uncontrollable.

With Frank Hopkins and his men being outnumbered, Dino Manzo rolled up his sleeves and cornered them at a crucial part of the construction site that has falling debris in it. And with some of Manzo's men at the top of the site under construction, they began throwing heavy objects at the members of the Hopkins Crime Family until they were severed adequately. With them unable to respond, Dino grabbed the Gatling Gun from the trunk of his armored car and started to wipe everyone out with it.

"The world is ours, bitches!" While Dino is spraying bullets with the gigantic gun, he was chuckling maniacally at what he's seeing.

Grant was about to approach the Manzo Crime Family when someone from the team stopped him. "Stop right there, what the fuck are you doing here? This place is strictly for business."

"He's with me, man." Vincent arrived to save Grant from them.

After Dino was done with the Hopkins Crime Family, he dropped his Gatling Gun to face them. "Ah, I'm glad you chose our side, Vincent."

"Yeah... Well, Frank isn't giving me the money I need. You're right, he's phony." Vincent hid his pistol in his suit.

"So who's the new kid over here?" Dino points his fingers at Grant.

"Some insane dude who's crossing the streets with a gun." Vicente tries his best to not offend Grant, but he failed anyway.

"I'm Grant. Grant Wallace. And I'm not fucking crazy, okay? You guys looked like you're having fun with your guns and everything so... I decided to join in." Grant explains his part even though he is now a walking, talking asylum.

"Look, Grant. You managed to un-fuck the situation you don't have a clue what it is all about. Lucky for you, the boss is chill and shit." Vincent was worried about his condition, but Dino just takes it lightly.

"Oh, you two... Let's get outta here, goddammit." Dino shakes it off with a chuckle before calling them to get into their getaway vehicles, escaping the whole scene of the crime they just did.

To be continued...