The Return of Alexander Knight

It was nine o’clock at night but the bustling streets of Veridian were still very much alive highlighting a very vibrant nightlife. The slums of Veridian was the place where night life in the city peaked as booze, sex, partying and the occasional robbing was a common sight at night.” Amidst the buzz, a delivery truck pulled over at a nightclub and the driver alighted from the vehicle. He circled to the back of the truck, carried crates of drinks and proceeded to enter the club. After navigating his way through the mesh of dancing bodies; he made his way to the bar with the crates in tow. “Blake, I’ve got the drinks. Were you at?” The driver whose name was Alexander shouted, trying to call out the bar attendant. “I’m here I’m here you can stop screaming already” Blake stumbled from the corner. Alexander only had to look at the man and he knew he was drunk. “Drinking on the job Blake?” Alexander asked with a small smirk on his face. “Shut up Knightdale. Take the crates to th

“How could it cost so much?” Alexander gasped in horror as he heard the price of the surgery. He knew fully well he would never be able to raise that amount of money in a short period of time. He began to think of his options before he finally got an idea. “I would suggest you hurry Mr. Alexander, your friend doesn't have much time.” The doctor interrupted Alexander’s thoughts “Please doctor, stabilize him. I think I know where I can get the surgery fee. Can I drop my number so you can update me on his condition?” Alexander asked worriedly.“No problem, but make haste. I doubt he has much time.” The doctor left a final warning and cut the call. Alexander dropped his cell number with the doctor and rushed out of the hospital; he entered his truck and as he started the engine, his cell phone began to ring. Annoyed he checked the caller ID and swore under his breath when he saw his boss on the line. He picked up the phone and he was immediately bombarded with questions by an angry

“Where am I?” Alexander groaned as he began to regain consciousness, his eyes fluttered open as he struggled to clear his blurry vision. Strange, my bed was never this soft. Alexander thought as he began to rise from the plush seat he was lying on. He looked at his body and discovered he was bare from the waist up, some parts of his body was bandaged and this left Alexander very confused. Suddenly memories from the car crash started flooding in. He remembered how he lost control of his truck and rammed into another car, he remembered a loud crash and the screeching of tires, he recalled the shattering of glass, metal crumbling and the air filled with the deafening sound of the collision. “What have I done?” Alexander murmured as he was overcome with a sense of grief. He began to worry about the lives of the passengers in the other car. His vision began to clear and he began to take in his surroundings. The more he observed, the more shocked he became and he immediately beca

“This way, young master Knight.” Thomas bowed his head gesturing his arm forward, like a butler will do to their master. Alexander nodded and started to walk past the opulent hallways with Thomas following closely, as he walked through the hallways; he couldn’t help but reminisce about his childhood. He used to play in these hallways, with his mother or his nanny chasing him around. He smiled at the memory but he cleared him mind as he had an important confrontation with his father. He passed a few paintings on the wall without looking at any of them but one painting caught his gaze. He stopped briefly to stare at the painting. The image depicted an extremely beautiful woman with long blonde hair, blue eyes and a pretty smile. She looked strikingly similar to Alexander. “Mother.” Alexander murmured under his breath as he was filled with a deep sense of loss. He stared at the painting for about 3 minutes before averting his gaze and continuing the walk down the hallway. T

Alexander woke up after a long nap. He stretched on his new king-sized bed as the events of the morning came flooding to his mind. His father had instructed Thomas to arrange a room for him and Alexander was left at the sheer magnificence of the room. The walls were adorned with paintings of different varieties giving the room a splash of artistic vibe, the room was illuminated by a huge chandelier that sparkled like diamonds. Against the wall was a massive king sized bed with a mattress as soft as the clouds, the closet was as huge as his bedroom in his former apartment, the bathroom was a thing of beauty as it had a giant bathtub, exquisite shelves with different types of expensive beauty products and a full length wall mirror. What attracted Alexander the most was the floor to ceiling windows that stretched across the wall, offering a clear view of the Knight Villa and the surrounding estate. Alexander rose from the bed and made his way to the window looking out into the hori