His heartbeat raced as he drove through the unfamiliar street. Somehow they had managed to find him, only his inner circle knew he was here. This bothered him; he figured there was a mole.
The roads on the island at this time were empty. At this time of morning ordinary people were sleeping. This was Agmas first time on these islands. In the far distance he spotted a space large enough for him to hide. He sped up leaving the car behind him, after a sharp turn he turned off the lights before swerving into the spot.
Agmas eyes were cast behind him as he watched the silver Honda drive past him. He looked forward to find he was facing down a hill, he could not spot the bottom. The car was just on the tip.
Just my luck. He tried reversing, continuously, but it only caused the car to move forward. He did it once more causing the car to move back.
One more. He muttered to himself in his native tongue, Korean.
The car moved swiftly back into a tree causing it to launch forward. The car turned with him in it bashing against the trees, when the car finally made it down the hill Agma was unconscious. Blood was spluttered everywhere.
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Rosangel was siting admiring the view of the Azores waters. The breeze tickled her skin. The blue water was crashing wildy tonight drawing her attention. She thought of it as a sword fight of sorts amongst the water. She almost didnt hear the loud thud coming from the mountains behind her house. The beauty was confused as no one came this far out. People tended to stay where the shops were.
Breathing in the salt water she made her way around the wrap around porch to the back of the house. The sight of a car spirally down the mountain made her gasp in horror. She ran barefoot to towards the car in shock.
Rosangel was used to the branches underneath her feet, she ran as fast as her short legs could carry her. Not before long she arrived at the crash scene. There was someone inside the car as she had feared. She moved quickly towards the front door to grab the man. The gas line was leaking, her hands shook in nerves. Hurriedly she hauled him out dragging him to safety before moving back to the car to grab a briefcase that was in the car.
Rosangel was about to head to the boot to get the rest of the mans belongings before the car exploded when the fire started. She ran with the briefcase in hand barely avoiding the blast behind her. Rosangel took off her shirt to tie it around the mans bleeding head. She dragged him slowly to her house briefcase scarfing on the floor topless. Once she got to her tiny house she put him in her bedroom.
Getting her doctors degree did not seem like such a horrible mistake as she saved this mans life with barest of equipment. Rosangel released a loud sigh sitting on her couch. The sward fighting water brought her no comfort as she wondered whether the beautiful Asian man would make it.
Please be strong. She spoke lighting up a jasmine scented candle in her room. She opened her closet to look for her healing crystals. She placed them all around the house with a big one on her nightstand.
Rosangel decided it was time to retire to bed, she checked on the unknown man, checking his temperature. She was tempted to open his briefcase. Deciding against it, she packed a bag moving it to her loft area.
As she stood in her indoor-outdoor shower she admired the fireflies watching her shower as she scrubbed the blood off herself.
"Welcome to Azores beautiful man."
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I stopped writing this a few months ago, I have now been army for a while. I decided why not come back to it and finish it. The BTS song playing in the background while I wrote this was 00:00 o'clock and coffee <3
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FanfictionAgma 악마 • (angma) (hanja 惡魔) a demon; a devil; Rosangel means "Rose of an angel" Ji-hun Kangjeon, a man of very little words. Being raised in the worlds most ruthless mafia had eradicated his humanity. Most now knew him as Agma. No one had called hi...