After accepting him into the Crew, Sixer had told Leon to meet him in the same place at 9 in the morning. "You come here" he'd said," I give you your package, and you do your thing. You get to keep 20% of what you make. Never sell under 80 Tales, otherwise I am gonna run on a negative here."
"20%?", Leon had asked." Seems kinda low".
Cherry took up answering for the Group. " look here kid. Your at the Tail-end of the Supply chain. Most profit that can be made, has been made before even we get our hands on the Produkt. Run with us for a few weeks, and perhaps we will introduce you to our suppliers. Then you can buy your own stuff and sell it for a higher margin"
And that had been that. After exchanging contact information with Sixer and the others, Leon had left. Back to his original 500 Tales, the first thing Leon had bought himself was some fast-food. A Burger and some Fries.
"Some things don't change, even in other Worlds", he had chuckled to himself. Afterwards he had went to a Lokal playground to get a workout in. Some Pull-ups, some push-ups, squats and a few laps around it had been enough for a start, at least considering that he couldn't even manage a single push-up or pull-up. Being sweaty and all he bought some basic hygiene products while looking for a place to stay.
Leon soon found a cheap hostel near the park. 20 tales per night. Bunkbeds. 7 Roommates. Soup for breakfast included.
looking around the room, Leon had come to a realisation.
"The first weeks are going to be tough, aren't they"
And that's when it hit him. He wasn't going to see his mom again. Ever. Even though she had been difficult, she had loved him. Tried everything for him.
He wasn't going to be there when his Sister married. Through all the abuse of their dad, she had persevered. She had shielded him, taking the burden of being the "golden chlild", to be formed and tortured into their fathers sense of success.
He would never greet his mate again. The one that always welcomed him. That called him. Sent him birthday gift's.
He had met…and made… a deal with the Devil.
He wanted to scream, but he didn't.
He wanted to cry, but he couldn't.
So he just went to bed
Waking up the next day, Leon got in line to use the communal bathroom.
He took a shower, brushed his teeth and got ready for the day.
At 8:30 sharp, he was in the park. Sometime later, at around 9:20, Cherry had shown up to. He hadn't told Leon much. Just gave him the goods and said that the others would show up later.
"What are we selling, by the way?" Leon had asked.
"What's it look like? Snow of course!" Cherry exclaimed.
"Which is also called?", Leon further inquired.
"What do you mean? Snow is snow" Cherry matter of factly stated.
With that, Leon went on his way to the Financial district.
"With the same Fast-food, I kind of expected the same drugs", Leon thought to himself on the way there.
And then his routine started. Stand at the corner. Look at the traffic. Pick out the Vulnerable. And sell.
The first few days, he had only gotten 10 grams to sell by Sixer and his group. By the third day he came beck before noon and asked for more to sell, they had given him 20 grams to sell. By the time he was selling 50 grams a day, he thought he was hitting a bottle neck. That's when the repeat customer's came.
At the end of the month, he was selling 70grams per day.
The group couldn't have been happier with taking Leon under their wing. He didn't complain, he was punctual, an he sold. Sold like three was no tomorrow. Like his life depended on it. Each one of them was now earning around 1000 tales extra because of him. Every Day.
Cousie:" God damn Sixer, taking the kid in was the best decision of our lives. We are SWIMMING in money"
Cherry:" Yes. He's basically a Money Printer"
Cousie:" Only that he prints faster than I can spend it"
Cherry:" Yes, we should definitely make him official, introduce him to Michael. Who knows what else he could sell?"
Sixer:" I know I know, and I feel the same way. But, we can't just let him run wild, make him think he's the King of the jungle"
Cousie:" What do you suggest?"
Sixer:" We give him a task. To prove himself once and for all. The task tho, will be Impossible. Once he comes to us with the news of his failure, we will "think" very hard about it and eventually "decide" to "reluctantly" let him join. He's humbled, and we gain ourselves a printer"
Cherry:" I don't know Sixer, he seems like a good kid. Is all that really necessary?"
Sixer:" Trust me man, you don't want him dancing on our noses. It's necessary, not only for us, but for him as well"
Cherry:" Ok…just…nothing too extrem"
Sixer:" Come on man? Who do you think I am? I'm not crazy man"
The next Day Leon came to the park, something unusual was going on. All three of the group were already there, on time, waiting.
Sixer:" Printer, come over man. We got something to discuss"
Leon felt it. Sixer was smug. Like he just made the smartest plan in the world, and was about to execute it.
Cherry on the other hand felt… sorry? For Leon himself?
Cousie didn't really seem concerned with whatever was going on, just going along with Sixer.
Leon:" What's up Sixer? Did I do something wrong?"
Sixer:" Nono, quite the opposite, actually. We, as a group, have decided to make you official. To let you join the group"
Leon:" Really?"
Leon acted "surprised". He knew how much money he made, and he had felt the group's acceptance for him growing in the last few weeks.
Leon:" Your really making me a part?"
Sixer:" Naturally Printer. You have been doing decently these past few weeks. But first, we need to test you again. A final time. Just to be sure your cut out for it"
leon:" A test? What kind of test?"
Sixer:" You know how the big shots let us let us sell in their turf for a cut? Well… we're not the only independent's around here. There is another group in the area that we have had some tension with in the past"
Leon:" Ok…. So what do you want me to do?"
Sixer:" They operate out of an apartment in Downing Street. You go in there and you rob em clean. You rob em clean, they can't pay the Bigshots. They can't pay the Bigshots, we get exclusive peddling rights. Easy enough, right?"
Leon:" Easy…enough".
Leon acted scared, and nervous. Partly, because he really was. He had never robbed someone before.
Another part of him tho, was grinning.
Grinning from ear to ear.