He woke up with a jolt and felt the pain course through his body. Somethings was wrong. He instantly knew it. He squinted his eyes through the pain searing through his back and his right hand and found himself in an unknown place. In a small room he had never seen before.

Where was he?

As his thoughts registered the fact that he was in a strange place, he realized that the room was not only small but way too small. And so was his bed. He looked at his hand and almost yelled in shock.

His hands were small not only his hands, but his legs, hes everything was small. And became to the stoic realization that he was not in his own body but in the body of someone else.

A body that was badly wounded at that but before he could even go into shock, he felt a burning sensation rise at the back of his head and soon his whole head was burning as new memories were planted in his brain and he clutched in head in pain and fell back on his pillow

After a few minutes of going through excruciating pain, he finally finished seeing all the memories of the boy whose body he was currently occupying. The boy who name was Harry Potter. As in 'The Harry Potter' from the books written by J.K Rowling.

Not just some bloke named Harry Potter but the real, genuine one.

As he registered this information, his brain went into an overdrive as went through many emotions at once before shutting down altogether and he lost consciousness.

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When he woke up the next time, he felt strangely calm and the first thing hi did was look for a mirror. The memories told him that he had no mirror in his small but that their was a plate under his bed in which he could see his reflection.

He took out the plate and his heart almost skipped a beat when he saw a younger version of Harry Potter looking back at him and he had to pinch himself to make sure that thus was all real and not just a figment of his imagination or some kind of dream.

It took him some more time to calm down and make peace with the situation. And soon after the initial shock wore off, he felt enthusiastic. He was a wizard. **** yes! He could do so many things now that he was never able to do in his past life.

He could do so many things as a wizard that the characters in J.K Rowling's book never did or thought to do. If he could ignore the bipolar magical community that loved him one moment and hated him the other and the Dark Wizard that would inevitably try to kill him in the near future, then his life was going to be awesome.

But then he realized hat he was only seven years old and that he would have to wait four more years before he could start learning magic.

**** that. He would start on his own and learn wandless magic until he was ready to go to Hogwarts. But before that...

He winced at the pain coursing through his arm. The handiwork of one Vernom Drusley who had hit him because he had better grades than Dudley.

That fucking fat bastard would pay for what he did to the past recipient of this body.

So in the dark room under the stairs, the new and changed Harry Potter schemed to bring the demise of his muggle relatives.

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Abused children develop a fear and skepticism toward higher authorities. So much in fact that they never tell anyone that they have been abused.

That was probably the reason why Harry Potter and so many abused children never receive any help.

The new Harry Potter was anything but an abused child. He was in fact a proactive mature adult who knew how to get what he wanted in his life.

So the next day, he wont to one of his teacher who seemed the most sympathetic among the staff and told her everything. The fact that he had created even more injuries on his body before going to her was never noticed by his teacher or the headmaster or the cops.

That evening, Child Protection Authorities arrived in his home along with the cops and arrested Vernom Dursley for violence, abuse and neglect of his seven year old nephew and after a long trial. He was thrown in Prison for 15 years.

Petunia Dursley was let off with a warning that if she didn't want to follow in her husband's footsteps then she would treat he nephew like how she treats her son. She nodded in fear and watched with tears as the cops took her husband away.

She was devastated but she had to take care of her little Dudley who was bawling his eyes out in his room. And she also have to take care of her sister's spawn who was behind her husband's imprisonment.

But as much as she wanted to shout at her nephew, slap his face and wring his ears, she couldn't do anything for the fear of following after her husband's footsteps. If she was gone as well then who will take care of her baby boy.

So she gritted her teeth and quietly went to her Dudley in order to calm him down.

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Harry punched Dudley in the stomach and dropped him on the ground along with his two cronies, put a foot on his throat and showing a creepy smile to fat boy's.

Chubby little Dudley had thought that he and his friends could bully him and take revenge for his father and after he seeing Harry smile and cold eyes looking at him, he piss himself.

By the time they realized that the new and changed Harry Potter knew to fight, it was already too late. And this new Harry was neither interested nor willing to play 'Harry Hunting' with them.

After putting the fat boy to the ground after punch at Dudley face until many bruises and cannot be recognized , he left them. It became relatively easy to threaten him and after that day, they never bullied him again.

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Learning magic was a slow going for the new Harry. After a month of practice, the best he could manage was push and pull small objects like pencil and eraser.

He had no idea what the reason for his abysmally slow progress was. Maybe his magical core was small and immature. Maybe his intent was just not that strong. Or maybe wizards were never very powerful without their wands.

Whatever the reason might have been, Harry refused to accept them and continued to focus on his wandless magic. If he could achieve simple telekinesis within a moth then surely he would be able to do more if given enough time,

And he certainly had more time given how he was just 7 years old and had 4 more years before he could join

So he took ot water bottle, kept it in his bed and willed it to come.

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Three months into this new life and Dudley was now a shell of his former self, forever cowed by his younger cousin who beat him into submission over the past few months.

Petunia had tried to protect Dudley and showed dominance over her little nephew but he was not he same person been sleeping their the stairs some three months ago. He beat her same like Dudley but not too many bruises in her face.

A monster who put her husband in prison and someone who Dudley feared greatly. She would not admit it but she was afraid of the new Harry after he beat her.

She did not want to leave her Dudley alone with the monster in case she was sent to the prison like her husband so she never abused him like used to in the past.

When on day he nephew brought back a poisonous snake from somewhere and started walking around in the house with it wrapped around his shoulders at every single moment.

She had no idea how such thing was possible but the freak was able to speak with the snake. And the language, the hisses, the filled her and Dudley with great dread. So much so that when her nephew warned her not to harm the snake in his absence, she simply nodded and meant it, because if she doesn't obey, he will beat her and her little Dudley again.

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Over the months, Harry became more proficient with his wandless magic to the point that he was easily able to push and pull a bag filled with books.

He was strangely reminded of the character Pain from Naruto series and wondered if he would become as strong as that character when he grew up and when his magical core matures.

Most likely not, but a boy could always home.

His telekinesis had grown to the level where he could now make a stack of card fly in the air according to his wish. Something that he usually did to impress the beautiful girls from his class (Note : Harry jumped so many classes till he sat with 13 year old kids)

Yet he was bit satisfied with only this much improvement. Now that he had a taste of magic, he wanted more. Not just simple telekinesis but the more complex tricks that could be done with magic.

And once he started thinking in that direction he realized that he had been performing one such complex magic for some time now.

Despite sitting in a class with peers that were several years older than him, Harry found the subject utterly boring and uninteresting. So instead of focusing on the class, he sat on a back seat and played with Telekinesis under the table.

At first the teachers had reprimanded him for not focusing on the class and only left him alone when he gave the correct answer to every question that they asked. After some time, they stopped bothering him and as more time passed, they simply started to ignore him.

He had thought that they simply thought him to be rude and not worth their time but when even his fellow students started to ignore his presence as if he was not even there, he knew that this was not normal. That there was something magical at work.

After some experiments, he found that his 'will' to be left alone and to be ignored by irritating teachers and childish teenagers had merged with his magic and taken form in creating a shroud of magical aura around himself that hid his presence from the others.

Once he realized that he was left alone, he started to use more of his magic in the school with reckless abandon and tried to find new ways to use his magic.

And during one such moment, when he was conversing with one of the studious girls in the class, he brought the attention of one of bullies to himself who had a childish crush on the girl he was talking to.

Such a pity.

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Harry was not surprised when he was suddenly pulled away with rough hands and then pushed in an empty storehouse meant for keeping broken chairs and tables.

He was even less surprised when he found that the perpetrator of this event was the bully with the crush who had cornered him here in order to threaten him to stay away from 'his' girl.

But the bully was indeed surprised if not shocked when the 7 year old boy, who was half his age and size knocked him to the floor with a single wave of his hands.

And he was downright terrified when found that he could not open his mouth in order to shout and speak and he almost pissed his pants when all the doors and windows of the storehouse were sealed shut with a single gesture from the little boy whom he had wanted to teach a lesson just a little while ago.

Another gesture from the boy and the ropes kept at the corner of the room seemed to come alive and wrapped around him tightly, making sure that he would not move, or try to run away from the storehouse.

Or struggle.

"It's surprising for you, I assume." Harry said as he took out a piece of cloth and filled the older boy's mouth with it in order to make sure that he would not shout or scream for help.

"If someone had showed me telekinesis in my past life then I would have been surprised as well." Harry said nonchalantly and reveled in the terror he could see in the eyes of the 13 year old teenager who looked very much his age right now.

"But it's not just telekinesis. No. There so much more to magic than simply moving things from one place to another."

"There's transfiguration, charms, runes, divination, potions, spells and so much more. Pity I can't learn most of them right now." Harry said as moved around in the room before he stopped and looked at the boy bound by the ropes "Do you know what I 'can' learn right now?"

The boy shook in fear and Harry grinned at that as he went closer to his face and whispered "The mind arts."

And before the boy could even understand his words, Harry said "Legilimens" and entered his mind.

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After half an hour of intense practice, Harry had learned the basics of Legilimency and Obliviation spell. Unfortunately, by the time he became remotely competent with the Obliviation spell, the older boy had already suffered a little bit of brain damage and would likely never be as smart as he once was.

Well, at least Harry had learned his lesson that Obliviation spell should be used subtly and in very delicate manner with as little magic power as possible. Otherwise the subject might suffer… consequences.

The first attempt had gone off the rails the moment he pushed all his magical power with the intent on wiping out the memories he'd read with Legilimency.

From that point onward, he had simply stopped caring about the boy's mind condition and did as he wanted in his mind.

But he would do better the next time, he was sure of it.

If a bumbling fool like Gildroy Lockhart could become a master in using this spell, then surely someone like him could definitely become good in it as well.

But for now, he needed to do something to cover up his mistake.

After all, normal children didn't lose their IQ by 20 points in a single day.

So after shrouding both of them with his magical aura, he dragged the boy to the top of the school. Which was a hard task in and of itself even after using telekinesis.

'But it was necessary.' He told himself.

He did not want any unnatural events occurring around him as such things draw suspicions from unwanted people.

A perfectly fine teenage boy turning into a fool during lunch break was suspicious.

A perfectly fine teenage boy falling from a set of stairs, hitting his head on the way down and then turning into a fool was not.

So with that in mind, Harry pushed the boy off the stairs and made sure that he landed on his head when he reached the bottom of the stairs so that he would at least have a head wound to show for it..

The boy fell to the ground with a 'thud' and the unnatural angle of his hand and the bit of blood covering his head scared the dozen of girls who were sitting nearby and simply enjoying their meal. That one event would probably give them nightmares for the rest of the week.

The boy's parents were called to the school and his mother almost lost her footing once she saw the wounds on her child. People from the hospital came and took the boy to the hospital for operation.

Nothing particularly changed in the school despite the injuries suffered by the boy and the rest of the classes continued on like nothing ever happened.

And he realized that as long he was not caught by the ministry, he could get away with a lot of things and he found the thought strangely enthralling.

And things changed drastically from that point.

At the next summer break, Harry decided that instead of remaining inside his house and practicing magic on his own, it was time to… expand.

Harry found that if he focused extensively on it, then he could make the shroud covering his body much more thicker and effective.

He also found that with such a thick shroud, he could effectively go inside a shop, take whatever he wanted and leave without any customer or shopkeeper taking note of him.

He was pretty sure that if he could somehow make the shroud even thicker, then he would be well equipped to rob a bank without anyone knowing about it.

But he knew that even though humans might miss his presence, the CCTV cameras would not.

So instead of robbing a bank, he settled himself with picking pockets for now.

He also came to realize that his shroud that acts as a lesser version of notice-me-not-charm and the power of telekinesis made his job of stealing things much more easier than it would have been for any normal pickpocket.

By the end of the summer, Harry had enough money to live on his own for years without any problems. He also realized that he learned more about magic when he was using it for something practical.

So for all intents and purposes, he had no need to go back to school anymore. Neither was he interested in going back to Privet Drive and living with his 'family'. But Harry knew that Dumbledore had setup some kind of Blood Wards at Privete Drive that might be disrupted if he leaves the house for a long amount of time so he made sure to return back there every month or so.

Harry looked at the galleons in hand with a smile before putting it back in his purse. It took him some time to find the entrance to Diagon Alley since he did not know the exact location of Leaky Cauldron but given enough time, he was able to find it with ease.

And the first place he went to after coming to the magical world was the Gringotts bank.

He did not touch his own vault as that might alert Dumbledore who was his magical guardian but exchanged the money he'd collected (stolen) over the past few months that he kept in a bottomless purse.

Now he had more than enough galleon to buy the things that he needed for his plans.

A trip to the various books shops in order to buy books related to wandless magic, magical theory, etc. There were not many books related to such subjects. In fact, there were very, very few books even remotely related to those subjects and he was not sure about the quality of those books either but beggars can't be choosers.

Then he bought books that taught him the basic household charms among other things that he might be able to learn at his level.

After that, he went to the potions shop where he was finally able to buy something that he desperately needed. Aging Potion.

Unfortunately the old bastard only sold him five bottles but once again, beggars can't be choosers.

With one last look at Olivander's shop, he turned and left Diagon Alley. He knew that Olivander would not sell him a wand right now so there was not point in even asking about it.

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Harry looked at the slightly confused man with vacant eyes in front of himself with a satisfied smile.

It took him six months and countless people to finally learn how to use the Obliviation spell properly.

He was still no master at it but with enough focus, he was now capable of removing the memories of the last few hours from the brain of any muggle.

He had learned his lesson from the debacle in the school and made sure not to damage their brains when performing the spell on them.

Still, rumors about people simply 'forgetting' about important things in their life were starting to circulate in the streets. Thankfully, he had already mastered that spell and this was the last person he needed to experiment on.

Harry went back into the shadows and watched quietly as his victim's eyes finally gained some life after a few minutes after which he looked around with a confused gaze and upon not finding what he was searching, he simply got up, shrugged to himself and left.

Well, with the Obliviation spell in his belt, things would be far more easier for him now

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Harry looked at his new flat with some pride. It was not technically 'his' as he had not really bought it but since the real estate broker who was tasked with selling this flat had conveniently forgotten that this flat even exists and he had removed it's evidence from her house, he doubt anyone else would buy it anytime soon, if ever. So Harry could essentially live in it with no problem.

He entered the door and upon noticing the dust covering every inch of his new home, concentrated on the dust and pictured all the dust vanishing in his mind before using all his will, intent and magic to make it happen and snapped his fingers.

He smiled at the now clean room before he remembered that he would have to go to each and every room and repeat the same process and groaned at that thought. But there was also a grim satisfaction in his heart. A few months ago the only magic he knew was the basic telekinesis but now he could do so much more.

He wondered how powerful and efficient his spells would become once he got a wand.

Unlike other wizards, he had no interest in being overly reliant on a wand and he planned to learn all of his spells and charms wandlessly before he moved on to the wand but he knew that his magic would become more efficient with a wand so he was still excited at the prospect of having one in the future.

However, he also knew that once he got his wand and went to Hogwarts, he would come under the radar of the Ministry and be registered as an underage wizard whose actions would then be monitored via the trace.

And truthfully, he was not very happy with the prospect of going to Hogwarts either as he did not had a good impression of the sheep living in that castle who would worship Harry Potter at one moment and then shun him at the other. Nor was he very comfortable with being famous. But without the resources in Hogwarts, it would be harder for him to become the great wizard that he planned to become. Plus there so many things in Hogwarts that he'd always wanted to see and do. So despite his dislike for the people living in there, he would still go to that school.

Harry looked at the pile of money in front of him and smiled wryly.

His first bank robbery had gone as well as he could expect.

No, it was not a daylight robbery like what's shown in many movies but a night time robbery.

Of course, there was just much danger of being caught at night than there was during the day but things become far more simpler when the robber is a wizard.

An amateur wizard but a wizard nonetheless.

The plan was simple.

Capture the manager of the bank and read all his memory about the bank and where all the money is kept along with the number of guards, their shift times, the password of the vaults and things like that.

Drink Aging potion before starting in order to look like an a.d.u.l.t under the mask and not a kid. Especially because longer legs allowed him to run faster.

Go to the Surveillance room and Sabotage the security cameras and take out the recording device so his use of magic would not be taped.

Knock the guards unconscious and then run to the vault.

Use Alohamora to open the locks and then dump the cash quikly in the limitless purse with the help of telekinesis.

Use the shroud and get out of the bank.

The plan was as simple as he could make and safe enough for him to go with it.The actual robbery went far differently then he had assumed and he had to change his plans numerous times in order to get out of there safely but his magic worked perfectly and he was finally able to get out of the bank from the front door along with the guards while the police surrounded the bank.

He had a feeling that those policemen were probably still surrounding that bank and asking him to come out and surrender to them, even though he had already come back to his home.

He realized that there must be more than 200,000 pounds lying on his bed right now. Along with the 40,000 pounds he'd stolen over the past few months, he had over 240,000 pounds on himself.

That's about 300,000 dollars. And converting that to galleons would net him about 60,000 galleons.

That's more than enough for him to buy just about anything the wizarding world could offer. Even a firebolt doesn't cost more than 1000 galleons.

He wondered how much the shares of Daily Prophet cost. If he should bother buying it or not. But then he realized that if the Daily Prophet caused too much problems for him, then he could simply burn down their building.

With a feral grin he jumped on the bed and fell asleep on top of the pile of money, sleeping soundly after a hard day.

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There is a boy floating in darkness slowly opening his eyes.

"Where am I, there is only darkness around me?" Said the boy while looking around. "Sigh whatever, I just want to rest"thought the boy while closing his eyes to rest.

Not even a second pass since he closed his eyes he heard a voice inside his head.

"Hey boy you're an interesting one, it's been too long since I saw someone coming here"

He was startled as he heard the voice and open his eyes but saw nothing but pure darkness. "Who are you?" said the boy while looking to his surroundings but just saw pure darkness.

"Does it matter?, I've been here since far too long the last human that visited me I think it was... I don't remember, f*ck this place, well it doesn't matter kiddo I like you, I'll tell you something I'll give you a system and let you reincarnate in your second world the only thing you have to do is do tasks that I will assign and you will get me some things I want, and you will be stronger and... "

"What...? Reincarnate? So I'm dead in Harry Potter world? and you know I'm being not from that world?" said the boy while his open eyes in shock.

"Yes you're dead boy by a woman who had many bruises on her face, and for yours seconds question yes, im not a #$%#$ for nothing" said the entity with lazy tone.

"What? can u repeat what u said in last phase?" said the boy with puzzling face.

"Humm? ohh sorry, I think u can't hear that because u know, the system for us" Said entity realizing the boy can't hear it.

"Um ok, but can u please show me my past life before i came to this world, i can't remember my f*king past life" said the boy. "You can, I'll unlock that locker from your brain" said the entity while point his finger to the boy, and the boy lost conscious.

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On a street located somewhere the slums in England, there is a house with graffitis all over the walls, the windows are broken and all the house smell like shit literally like shit, this house is known as "Crack House" the refugee for the drunkards, addicts, robbers, rapists, murderers. Inside the house, you can see people lying over the walls and on the floor, in one particular room there are two drug addicts a man and a woman are discussing.

"You're telling me you are F*KIING PREGNANT" said the man while slapping the woman.

"F*ck you George. I told you not to c*m inside me" said the woman trying to punch him on the face.

"Shut the f.ck up ****, I'm not going to be a father you either get an abortion or raise him alone." said George while dodging her punch and slapping her again.

The woman starts laughing while blood was dripping from her mouth and said: "My family already knows... They sent my brother to tell me to have it, do you think he's going to let you run, or let me get an abortion, he already ordered me to have it.?"

His face turn paled hearing that George was starting to think about what to do and said: "Ok let's calm down Selena, there must be a solution, you know we can't be parents for f.u.c.k sake last week we almost die for overdose. We can bribe a doctor you don't want to have a baby too, we can say it was a miscarriage and then..." The face of Selena turned paled as she saw a young man with silver hair and silver eyes walking into the room.

"You are having that boy, do you hear me Selena and you piece of shit, listen if for any reason the boy dies the both of you will follow him to the graveyard, did I make myself clear?" as the young man said that, both of them kneel on the floor silently with hatred and fear on their eyes.

"Yes" both of them answered.

The young man looked at them with cold eyes while sneering. "Do you think I care about your bastard son?, I give a shit about him, F*CK I give a shit about you dear sister, but you know the rules Selena. We can kill anyone but not someone from the family even if he hasn't born yet, or do you think you are here alive just because of the grace of the family?, I have wanted to shoot you on the head since far a long time" As he said that he took out a gun from his blazer and aim at Selena, when she saw that she started crying and wailing "It's his fault I told him it was your order but he started scheming, I'm having the baby just don't punish me please I'm your sister" He snort and shoot at George on the leg as he left the room.

"AHHHHHHHHHHH Motherf*cker" George started wailing on the floor while putting pressure on his leg. "This is the first warning and you don't want me to come and give you the second..." they hear him saying that over the door with a voice so cold they started shivering.

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8 Months Later

General London Hospital in room 312 there's a woman and a man looking at a baby with disgusted faces. "This piece of shit ruined our lifes" said George while looking at the baby. "I know, he f*ckied our life" said Selena. Suddenly the door of the room opened and a young man with silver hair and silver eyes approach them while the couple started shivering. "I had the baby you can keep it, I don't want it, or take it to the family" said Selena with fear in her blue silver eyes.

The young man stared at them with a disgusted face. "That's your f*cking problem\, the family order you to keep it\, and if he dies before he turns 18 years\, well you and that piece of shit next to you will follow him\, I suggest you to give him a name maybe that way you will hate him less hahaha" said the young man as he left the room laughing at their f*ckied up lifes.

"Shit Shit Shit" said George while looking at the baby who was smiling at them.

"This piece of shit is laughing at us" said Selena while looking at the smiling baby. "I ain't naming this little piece of shit" said Selena, "Yeah I was thinking the same" said George with hatred in his eyes.

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7 years later.

Somewhere near the Slums in London, there is a little boy running down the streets with a golden clock at his hand but that's not what it caught the attention of the people who saw him but his looks with silver hair and beautiful matching silver eyes, behind him is an a.d.u.l.t chasing him and yelling for help "Stop that little piece of shit, he stole my watch"said the man as he kept running after the boy. "I'm almost there, f.u.c.k I'm so tired, I will have to be more careful next time I go to rob... maybe if I fill my quote I could use the money to go to a pawnshop and buy a second hand tv, sigh I'm missing four hundred bucks for my quote I will not have money to save this week for the tv or it looks like that, I have 3 more days or I will have to use a little bit of money of the quote I got this week to try to gamble but if I lose the money... if they catch me as last month I will receive a beating." He kept running for another thirty minutes and noticed that the man chasing him is already gone, he then started walking to his home.

"Sigh I hope Selena is not drugged today... " thought the kid as he got to his home and opened the door. He started walking silently to avoid the people that are always here. He started going to the kitchen where he saw through the gap of the door Selena being f*ckied from behind while she was sniffing a line of coke.

"Oh yes George f*ck me like that, keep going ohhhh"

When he saw that he turn around and start walking to his room the attic. "Sigh she is drugged if she and George find me while they're drugged I'm going to receive a beating at least, I will have to stay out of the house at least for three days... Last time I went back at the second day they were breathing cans of oxygen and George broke my arm because he was angry for not having money to buy more coke." Thought the kid as he subconsciously started gripping his right arm.

He kept walking till he got to his room, he went behind the pile of clothes where he sleeps and picked up a backpack and 2 knives below the pile of clothes, he kept one behind his back and the other in his boots. "Well where should I go this time?, hmmm I could stay at the park or maybe if I'm careful enough I could enter the supermarket and stay there...Ok let's try to get in the supermarket" As he was walking down his room he saw one of the many guests at home as he tensed and grab the knife he have at his back and he stared at the drunkard.

"Piece of shit come here i will give you 40 bucks if you let me f*ck you" said the drunkard.

"Ok, Mr. first lets go to the backyard and there you can give me the money, there is no one there", as he said that he started walking downstairs and going to the backyard as he keep watching at the man, he opened the door of the backyard and extend his hand, as he saw that the man pull the money and give him to the boy, "This is the moment" thought the boy as he pulled the knife from behind and slashed at the hand of the man, the man saw a flash of silver and then started to grab his hand as he started wailing. The kid started to run as he saw that and started to hear the screams of the man "Whoever grabs the little piece of shit will get two hundred bucks" As the other drug addicts hear that they started running after him but not fast enough to catch him. "Come here piece of shit" Started yelling all of the drug addicts.

Around the corner of the house there is a man watching everything that happened with silver cold eyes the same as the boy. "So the little piece of shit from my sister has balls\, how old is he?" While frowning. "Oh yeah\, the little prick is 7\, Ricky go and kill that f*cker that tried to f*ck the little prick"

"Yes Master, can I play with him?" said the man that started walking to the house while licking his lips with a shine on his eyes.

"Do whatever you want Ricky, I want to see you at the office in 2 hours." said the young man with silver eyes while getting inside a car.

"Sigh that was a close one, I will kill that motherf*cker in the future, I will have to go first to the pawnshop to exchange the watch, I think it's worth around 1k... maybe 1.5k bucks. " said the boy while walking to the supermarket the people around him have disgusted faces while looking at him and his clothes and his dirty looks, the people wondered how would he look after having a shower with his face silver hair and matching silver eyes he would be cute.

'' I'm finally here let's see first I have to go to the pawnshop next to the supermarket as he kept walking to the backdoor of the pawnshop he knocks three times in intervals of 2 seconds each knock. ''Old Man I have new merchandise open the door'' said the boy watching how the door open and next to the door is a old man with an ugly smile missing almost all of his tooth and the only ones he has are silver ones. ''What do we have here, it's little piece of shit, what do you have and if it's nothing good scram don't make me lose my time''

The boy kept his calm face as he entered and emptying his backpack on a box in front of the old man. ''You know me old man, I only bring you the best merchandise'' said the boy while grabbing one watch the golden one and giving him to the old man.

''Let's see what you have here'' said the old man while inspecting the watch with a serious gaze ''Little f*cker who did you rob this watch?, you're in trouble and I'm not buying this watch...''

The face of the boy turned into one of shock he knows the man has the backup to buy almost anything, the only reason the Old man buys his stuff it's because the backers of the old man is the family of Selena or so he thinks.

''Come on Old Man just give me the minimum I know you can manage this little trouble I just want seven hundred bucks'' said the boy with a nervous face he knows that if he can sell this watch he can pay his quote of the week and finally afford a second Hand TV.

The old man started to think about this with a serious look. ''Do you know how much this watch costs?, You messed up big one this time shitty kid, sigh I will have to tell about this business to my boss wait here'' Said the old man as he entered one room and started talking with someone.

As he said that, the kid started to think about the looks of the man he robbed. ''Who cares I will just keep my eyes open just to be careful'' The boy turned nervous as he saw the old man walking to him with a serious expression.

''I'm giving you a thousand for the watch, and if any news of this watch leaked to the public you will be responsible, do you hear me little shit?"

"Yes old man, hmm I want to buy a TV from you a second hand" said the boy while smiling.

"Why a TV?, I'll give you an advice: the moment you enter "Crack House" with a TV, Selena is going to sell it for crack or coke" said the old man while looking at him.

He suddenly flinch at the thought "You're right, sigh, maybe you can sell me a small TV, a portable one?"

"I'll sell you a tablet it's the same thing but with more functions and you will be able to put it in your backpack, and for 50 bucks more I will load you 3 series or movies your choice shitty kid"

As he heard that the boy his eyes started to shine. "Ok thanks old man, I've never seen any TV series, I'll be back in 3 days I need to see which movies or series I want"

"Ok little prick see you in 3 days, here's the cash" said the old man as he gave him a package with the money inside.

The boy walked out of the store and went to the backdoor of the supermarket and sneak inside when the guard was chatting with a girl from UPS.

"I will wait here behinds these boxes, hopefully no one is going to come here..." thought the kid as he hid behind the boxes.

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5 hours later behind the boxes, the boy started moving to the warehouse where he saw a guard. "I will have to knock him out" He took an extinguisher that was on the wall and silently walk behind him and hit him on the head and took the keys and went next to his computer.

"let's google some series and some movies, hmmm genres which ones could be good, let's pick magic. Hmm let's check this one: Harry Potter, I've heard about this one ok let's get the movies from the old man. Next series I've seen pieces of chapters through the windows of the shops about Supernatural so let's get that one, and two more series let's search like something similar. Oh this one sounds cool let's add this one.... and this one sounds cool too plus the description about this one sounds exciting. Well that's it, in about 3 days I'm going to the old man for the tablet."

After checking what is he going to ask to the old man he went to the area of food of the supermarket and started picking food, then he went to the section of clothes and pick up a jersey and pants. "Well that's it the only thing missing is chaining the guard so he let me sleep, and I have his keys I will be able to return here for the last two days hmm I have to be careful about the guards when I come back here these days"

3 days later inside the pawnshop next to the supermarket there is a boy smiling while looking an Old Man uploading files to a black tablet. "Well that's it little shit, your series are in your tablet so the movies so get the f.u.c.k out of here." said the Old man while giving the boy the tablet with a nasty smile. The boy took the tablet and smile. "Thank you" said the boy as he left. "I have to return home to give my quote to Selena today... Sigh I will have to hide the tablet, but where...Ohhh Yes, the public restrooms behind that old toilet where is the hole!"

The boy started running to the restroom, while going inside the cab and proceed to hide the tablet in the hole behind the toilet and just to be sure he put some rocks just to be cautious around the hole. "I will be back here in one hour..." said the kid while looking preoccupied for the tablet. He left reluctantly and start running to the crack house.

He went through the door of the crack house and start walking to the kitchen where Selena is always drugging, he looked quickly from the gap of the door and so he saw her sitting on a chair, packing coke with a balance on the table where he could see a lot of packages. "Ok nice, she is not drugged today... I will be able to give my quote without a hitch... please."

He opened the door and walked inside of the room where he saw Selena looking at him with a disgusted face "Do you have your quote little shit?, if not get the f.u.c.k out of here before George see you and break you an arm he's irritated right now, so do I"

He nod and gave her the package with the money and so he saw her surprised face looking at the money. "Its the quote for two weeks Selena and the rest you can have it" he said.

Selena stared at him for a moment and said: "Get the f*ck out of here, I don't want to see you for two weeks if there's something I will call to your cellphone little shit" with a soft tone than before.

He left the Crack house and started running to the public restroom where he hid the tablet.

"Nice, it's here. Now... Where should I go to see the movies without Interruptions...The Mall!, with the keys I robbed from the guard I can recharge the tablet there and watch the movies or series without someone bothering me" He thought as he started walking to the mall.