(to explain this one shot: I've had this in my mind for a while now. Basically, this gang kidnaps people for ransom. But one day, one member accidentally gets attached to a six year old they kidnapped. And now on with the story.)

Victor's POV

"VICTOR!" I heard Cesar yell at me.

I slowly walked into the main part of the abandoned building we had set up shop in. Cesar, my best friend, Lisa, a new member, and Forrest, the leader, were all standing in the room. They had the kid, Phil, we had kidnapped. Phil was obviously confused while the others looked pissed.

"Vic? What's going on?" Phil asked walking to me and holding my leg.

"Nothing buddy. Just go play in the other room." I told him. As he ran off, Forrest stepped closer to me.

"You kidnapped a kid, and got attached?!" He yelled in my face. "You, somehow, knew the family wasn't going to pay the ransom for him back. You got attached because you thought he could be one of us."

I looked at Cesar. He was the only one who knew I got attached to the kid. He obviously told them.

"We can't keep the damn kid, Victor. And since the family won't pay for him back," he handed me a gun. "You have to deal with him." Forrest finished.

I looked at the gun in my hands. My hands were shaking so bad I almost dropped the gun. I've killed before but, this was different.

"I can't. We can train him to be one of us! No one ever suspects a little kid!" I said, hysterically trying to reason with them. During the commotion, Phil had come back into the room. Forrest positioned my hands so that the gun was facing Phil.

"Kill him and we spare you. It's that simple." He said.

"Vic?! Why are you trying to kill me?!" Phil said in confusion.

"Victor! Just hurry and kill him already!" Cesar yelled at me.

"I'm new here and I already know you shouldn't get attached! Kill him!" Lisa yelled.

"Now, Victor!" Forrest yelled.

"Vic, please don't!" Phil yelled.

Everyone was yelling at me. Soon they all started to yell at the same time. Each other's voices overlapped other's. The words "Kill" and "Please" playing on repeat like a broken music player.

Everyone kept shouting.

"SHUT UP!" I yelled and squeezed my eyes shut. A gunshot went off. A body fell to the floor.

When I opened my eyes, I did drop the gun. I rushed to Phil's side. The bullet had gone straight through his head. At least he died without pain.

The others were talking but, I wasn't listening. I grabbed the gun and turned to them. Forrest had already grabbed his extra gun when he saw me pick up mine. I aimed at them and quickly shot.

The bullet hit Forrest straight in the chest. Cesar and Lisa had tried to run but I shot both if them in their legs. As they fell I walked to them. I stood over them and fired two bullets into their stomachs.

I walked over to the dead six year old and picked up his limp body as I walked out the door.

-------6 years later-------

I made my morning coffee and picked up the newspaper laid on the kitchen table.the coffee machine beeped to signal it was done. I grabbed it and sat at the table. I felt a tug on my sleeve. I looked down and saw my shoes and socks at my feet. I smiled and grabbed my socks.

"Thanks, kid." I said as Phil went picked up the dog's ball to go play with her.

"You're welcome, Vic!"
(Yes Phil is a ghost)
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------ alternative ending ------

When I opened my eyes I saw Forrest's dead body, laying limp on the floor. Cesar and Lisa stared in shock. Before I could think I shot them both in a random spot and picked up the shocked Phil.

I rushed out of the building to my car and started it. I sat Phil in the back seat, got in the driver seat, and sped down the road.

------6 years later------

I woke up to a twelve year old jumping on my bed.

"Dad! Come on get up! The new ice cream shop is opened today! I want some!" Conner said and rushed out of my room to put on shoes.

After the "incident", we now have new identities. Phil is now Conner and I was now Jay. I chuckled at the thought of how he quickly started calling me "dad."

I got up and stretched.

'I did promise him a treat today. So I might as well make it I've cream.'

I thought. I heard Conner running around with the dog and laughing happily. As I walked out of my room two questions popped into my head.

"Why didn't his family want him back?" And "What happened with Cesar and Lisa?"