Growing Fires with Old Ashes

12 - Blood

Sage.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Before I even had the chance to prepare myself, a big part of one of our warehouses exploded. Right in front of my eyes.

None of us had expected those motherfuckers to attack all of a sudden. That's why I was so off guard. And I still am. The moment Juan ordered, I gathered as many of our forces as I could. More were coming but now we just needed to catch those assholes before they could have a chance to flee.

''Tenemos que entrar ahora, se van a escapar, Sage'' [ We have to go in now, before they're going to get away, Sage ] Dante said, one of my most loyal crew members. I quickly nodded, shoving a new pack of bullets into my gun as I sprinted after Dante.

The aftermath of the explosion was spreading itself over the building. Clouds of dark intoxicated smoke was flying up into the air and it was such a chaos.

I took the door to the east wing of the warehouse, which wasn't affected by the bomb yet. Although it would be soon. Dante and a few others followed me, while the other crew members were spread over other parts from the warehouse.

''Let them search the entire building down, I'm not letting any of those cabrones [ bastards ] get away'' I demanded as Dante immediately let my message know to the others who weren't with us.

Nothing was missing in the east wing. It was so odd, what were these fuckers trying to let us know? A warning not to mess with them? Their whole fucking mafia is a fucking joke.

The moment the east wing was cleared, Dante let me know the west wing was also still intact. Now that two of our wings were cleared, I was still suspicious. We haven't even checked the most valuable wing yet; the south one.

Then it hit me. Nysa was on guard there. ''Mierda'' [ Fuck ] I sprinted to the south wing. I arrived there, immediately seeing all the damage that had been caused in here. It was hard to even look inside, since smoke was everywhere and the fire in there was still burning down whatever the fuck was left of the explosives we stored.

I needed to get her out, I couldn't just let my best friend die in there. I just have to pray Nysa is even in there. ''Sage! We can't save anything in there!'' I heard Dante yelling after me, but my mind was clogged with worries.

I continuously looked around while I was searching for Nysa. In the meantime, I noticed this wing only consisted of empty boxes. They took it all. Goddamnit. ''Nysa!'' I almost tripped over a shelf which probably broke off as I coughed heavily. Thanks for dying out on us, Mateo. Now I get to clean up after your shit mess. Fuck's sake, I never wanted to get involved in this mafia life.

I wiped the beads of sweat off of my forehead as I felt it getting harder to breathe. She wasn't in here, Sage. I need to get the fuck out of here. I turned around and tried to run out as fast as I could. Where was the damn exit?! The fire was literally going to burn me alive.

I was running to the closest nearby exit, when I tripped over what felt like someone's feet.

''Nysa?!'' she was unconscious. Fuck. I quickly stood up, shoving a part of a shelve away which was crushing her body. I took both her arms, dragging her up so I could wrap her arm around my shoulder. Almost there, Sage.

I coughed again, feeling my entire body almost turning into complete jelly as I used all my strength to drag us both to the exit. I kicked the door open and me and an unconscious Nysa almost collapsed onto the floor. That's the moment I closed my eyes and let the entire world around me fade into a complete darkness.