The troubled Child.
When I was younger I was always considered a “Messy Child”, I never truly understood why. I considered myself rather more… isolated and preoccupied. But I couldn't help but to get into trouble with all the fights and issues I faced. It's not my fault that trouble seems to be gravitated around me. Maybe that's because I grew up without a father? But who cares right… Who needs one of those, I surely dont. That goes with friends too, I never seemed to feel the need to put any effort into friendships. I knew as a human I must converse with others but I always kept asking myself… Why is that?
As you can see when I was a kid, I was the one who always sat by their self, eating and constantly on their phone surfing the internet and only interacting with others when I had to. It was like this for many years. Fights started because I lacked the ability and skill to talk my way out of an argument. My fists always seemed to make the problem go away, even as a kid I found it easier to pound another into the ground and face a week being grounded than it was to talk and argue with someone for hours about a mundane affair.
But I guess that slowly changed throughout highschool, I became more social and started making a lot more friends, A keen interest in women was developed, but my violent tendencies never really changed. Instead of fighting to solve an argument I began to fight for entertainment. A way to pass time in a world that felt so empty, so black and white. People always spoke about how colourful the world is. But if you think about it. Is it really that colourful? People get up everyday and follow the same routine where the same things happen everyday without fail. Nothing ever changes, Nothing ever will. And even if it does it will become the norm after a while. My fights was my hunger for entertainment, hunger for change and some excitement within my life. it was a way for me to try evolve as a person. But looking back at it… I was just stuck in a loop going round and round like everyone else, My routine was no different to others. Sure I done different things but.. I done the same thing everyday surely that's not a way to evolve one self.
So what is this colour people speak of? It can't be happiness and it can't be sadness. Everyone experiences those, even me. We experience them so much that we take them both for granted. Our memories of these experiences seem to dull over time. So what is this colour that lights up people's worlds. An unforgettable time that makes life worth living. Some would argue love… But I would argue change. Something we all crave for. But I guess in some ways, Love is change. Loving someone gives you a change of heart. But then again, even that is normally taken for granted.
Either way, my love for his family wasnt enough. I got pushed away from them, and forced to live without them. Half way through high school my violent tendencies put another boy in hospital. in very serious condition. This was the first time I, Charlie James became wanted for a crime… The first time reality was catching up to me, The change I was thirsting for is now arriving at my doorstep. but for a price. In other words, I became wanted within the UK for attempted murder. His family panicked before the warrant for his arrest was released. a swift decision was made that I had to leave the country before I officially became a suspect in this case. my father's side has relatives within russia, a dark side my mother never really talked to me about. After a few phone calls he was sent on the first plane to russia. and the last words he heard from my mother was “Why did you have to turn out like him” I knew at this point she was referencing my no good father.
Russia, Big things planned for a small person:
When I arrived in russia, a man with a cardboard sign clearly misspelling my name was waiting for me in the lobby of the airport. He was wearing a tattered old suit with a half smoked cigarette hanging out of his mouth. I walked up to him, and he greeted me nicely and guided me towards his car, a shiny mercedes, before going on a 4 hour car journey, I can remember this journey pretty well… Because everything was completely new. looking at the new culture and the new people and experiencing such change made the emotional pain I was going through numb, almost forgetting why I was there. We arrived at an estate or a manor, where I was taken inside and told to wait in the lobby, before having the first meeting ever with my new “father” who was basically my grandfather. A rather large belly man who stood over me with an intimidating look as he looked down at me, smacked me to the floor and scolded me for making my mothers life such a hard time. He told me that I belonged to him now, and since I chose the way of crime I will live in it. and help control it. When I grow up ofcourse.
After that day I was welcomed into the family and became a heir of the bratva crime family what was one of the many connecting crime families that made up the russian mafia, where I was expected to fill my runaway fathers shoes. who abandoned the family long ago, I received a private education for the remainder of my childhood years where I also went on trips to learn about “family business” I become very adjusted to this world and enjoyed it rather thoroughly… The bratva crime family had a tough reputation. one that could cause people to avoid you in the street, or even when I attended school. The only friends I had was members of other near by familys or lackeys of my own.
I never really heard from my family back in the UK ever again, one of the terms of they taking me in, was to ban all contact with me. That was one of the hardest things I ever had to do. was forget about my family.
Learning the family business:
I finally arrived at the age where I could now start to conduct family business under my new fathers orders. The russian mafia had business everywhere…. in other countries to. for example romania. I was taken on a trip to romania where my father had to meet some clients for a business meeting. during this trip I was introduced to a man who was labeled as a “young star” even though he didn't look young at all… I was told it was because he recently entered the crime world and have been making major money for another russian mob family. one I have gotten close to throughout the years, Even though this man was earning a lot of money for the other families he still required to borrow a large investment to actually produce the results he was performing. and the money he was earning through this technique was dirty marked cash. Cash that had to be laundered. Even though I was mainly used for muscle and and racketing due to my violent tendencies, one of my family's responsibilities was money laundering to the extent. My first ever client and my first ever job was to set up a money laundering process for this father of 2. That I did, and I done with rather successfully to the point where people was using my money laundering technique everywhere. But this client went broke and the money stopped coming in that made the surrounding families who was still owed money angry since they are now out of pocket.
Back in russia, I was spending my time in the city. Partying meeting new women, new contacts, new everything. experiencing the complete change of finally becoming the official underboss in my family. After a while I turn my phone back on and notice that this dead client is calling my phone. Thinking that he was nothing but a joke I ignored the calls, until they became persistent. they began calling everyday. it got to the point where I picked up the phone and heard them speak. They pleaded and pleaded for help to make cash to pay back their fathers debt, I must admit at first I wasn't interested. but then again… I thought this was a way to make some easy cash. You see the bratva family was a crime family that was no randomer to murder. They killed and stole for their profit and pushed people around controlling all crime within majority of southern russia. Even though other families of the russian mafia prefered drug distribution and human trafficking, I was not interested in that. So I originally planned to make the brothers due the dirty work. and taking their money bringing it back to the family boss so he could be impressed with his work and be given more authority within the family. so I agreed and gave them tips on what to do… even gave them a Mob source to buy weapons in order to do the things I asked and that of course was rob banks. in no time a few banks was robbed and these brothers became one of the most wanted people in romania. I was already wanted all over the world for various things and since all 3 of us was wanted there was only limited places they could meet without other family’s interaction. So I took a gun and arranged to meet them at Chernarus. where the russian mob had complete control over the government and was easily able to slide in and out of the border of that country undetected.
So there I awaited for them, and they arrived. to my surprise they had bags full of money but by this time even I got word that the situation around chernarus was getting confusing and was worsening… to the point where I was claim that I started a process of money laundering but was purely looking for a way out of the country undetected. but the country was in panic and communications was all over the place, for the time being he decided to wait with the brothers and ride out the storm that was approaching.