Chapter 32 - A Day in the Life Of Butch (2/2)

”Markus, let's go home. Let's go home.”, James K.Smith said patiently.

Butch/Markus pushed away his father's hand on his shoulder and he rushed out the door. James K.Smith rushed out after Butch/Markus. Butch/Markus was still running when he ran out onto the street into an oncoming truck. The truck hit the beautiful young body of Butch/Markus and Markus died that day. It was on this day that the dead Markus was reborn into Butch.

Markus thought it was the end of him when the truck hit him and he died. But no sooner that he had closed his eyes, he was opening them again. What Butch saw shocked him. Butch saw a beautiful young blonde haired blue eyed boy sitting on a golden throne smiling at him when he woke up. He also saw his father rushing to him as his father held him and started to kneel in front of the young boy. His father held Butch tightly as well and forced him to kneel in front of that beautiful young boy as well.

”Thank you master ! Thank you for giving back my son to me. It was my fault that my operation for the Hand caused my son to die. I should not have indoctrinated my son into the Hand at such a young age. Forgive me master and thank you master !”, James K.Smith said as he kneeled down towards Ray with his son Butch.

Butch saw the beautiful young blonde haired blue eyed boy that sat on the throne smile. It was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen, could Butch even compete with that. No, Butch thought Dean was right, maybe the him now was not the right body shape or the right fit for the gay community. Butch thought perhaps being young, thin and soft was not right for him. After all Butch was not the most beautiful young man here today, it was the young boy sitting on the golden throne. It was on that day, Markus changed his name to Butch and became fascinated with body building and muscles.

As Butch and his father waited outside to have their eyes covered and escorted out they could hear two people talking. It was Bakuto the vice leader of the Hand and Wilson Fisk, the up and coming section chief of the Hand. Butch's dad ran over to Wilson Fisk and stood by his side.

”Wilson, your people are really hopeless. Don't you have any capable subordinates, they die so easily. Don't you agree Wilson ?”, Bakuto said proudly.

”Yes sir, Mr. Bakuto. You are so right. I am really foolish and dumb.”, Wilson Fisk said politely.

”Ha ! You even agree with me, Wilson, you are totally hopeless and you will never be a vice leader of the Hand. And Wilson you are getting a little fat there. Ha !”, Bakuto said arrogantly as prodded Wilson Fisk's belly.

”Yes, thank you.”, Wilson Fisk said as he saw Bakuto leave.

After Bakuto had left, Wilson Fisk looked at Butch's father James K.Smith angrily.

”James ! Never ever put me in this position again. If I didn't need you that badly I would have let your son die. And from now on your son joins the Hand and becomes part of the Hand. Now is the time to say yes.”, Wilson Fisk said angrily as he looked at James K.Smith.

”Yes Mr. Fisk. And I am sorry I caused you so much trouble.”, James K. Smith said as he bowed to Wilson Fisk and saw him leave.

Butch ran up to his dad and said, ”Dad I am sorry. I love you. I am so sorry for all the trouble I caused you.”, and then Butch hugged his dad James K. Smith as tears fell down his young face.

This was the start of Butch's life in the Hand. Yes Butch joined the Hand at 14 years old.