A fictional story of my own

It was 30 years ago. Since the Death Dragon blocked out the sky's,and doomed our planet to hell. We've waited 30 years for some kind of savior,any sign or change from above. Maybe religion isn't the way to think of things.Maybe we need to take our sky's back by force.chink chink (A shotgun's cocked back). It's been 12 years,12 years since my family's been murdered and my life ruined because of the demon's the death dragon has descended upon this planet.When I was a boy I was a preachers son, a good boy. Until I was adopted by the F.U.N company. An organization built to"bring back the sky's" so they say."Foundation Under the Night". "home sweet home".prrrrriiiiinnnnngggg."SHUT THAT DAMN PHONE UP!!!.peep.Aye Black WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU! i told you to meet me 3 hours ago.Get you a@$ to the station now!. "Damn".Who do they think they are"?! "im nobody's special weapon"I do what I want when I want".Knock Knock Knock."Who is it?"."Open the Damn door!!"."Oh! general".(He goes to open the door)."What have you been doing"."uhhhhhhhhh""sleeping?"."Buulls#@%!!!!!!!!!"."whats the big deal anyway?". "becau- just then a bullet pierces the wall of thge small one bed room apartment.The bullet heads straight towards the head of the general and splats her brains on the badly painted walls. Black then lights him a cigarette and takes ap puff."dammit". He kneeles down and stares at his generals body."rest in piece...general""so who are you?" Behind Black stands a medium sized man covered in black robes."I am an assasian sent from the demons."Born from the Dark sky's""Iv'e come to kill you.