Don't Mess with Numero Trece (PDN Series #1)

DMWNT 36

DMWNT 36: The Clown's Show

Hindi pa man pumapatak ang ala-syite ng gabi ay puno na ang malawak na gymnasium ng St. Benedict. Bukas ang lahat ng ilaw. Pumapasok ang panggabing hangin sa espasyong nasa taas ng pader. Long white curtains hang like decorative vines at the middle of the gym, one long side dangle lazily beside the stage. Like ants on a hunt for food, students dotted the outskirts of the gymnasium. Every soul were curious and were dying to finally know who was behind the clown mask that's been terrorizing the whole school.

The Kings sat at the very first row of the gym's right side, all wearing grim expressions.  Opposite them, sat the Aces, ngunit wala roon ang pinakaimportante sa kanilang lahat; si Calyx.

Iisang tao lamang ang hinihintay ng mga naroroon. They were all waiting for the silent bane whom they all share a hate so strong they could almost harness it as a weapon.

Eksaktong ala-syite nang unti-onting mamatay ang bulungan sa paligid. Lahat sila ay napadako ang mga mata sa pigurang humahakbang tungo sa gitna ng gym. The figure was wearing an all black outfit; black hoodie and black baggy pants. No one could tell whether it was a girl or a boy. Everyone found themselves staring at the smiling clown mask behind the shadows of the hood.

Unti-onti, humupa ang tahimik na pagkamangha nang sa wakas ay mabigyan ng anyo ang aninong isa-isang nagpatumba sa hanay ng pinakamakapangyarihang estudyante sa St. Benedict. Kasabay ng paghupang iyon ang mabilis na pagbugso ng iisang hangarin; ang hubdan ng maskara ang taong nasa unahan nilang lahat.

Then the shouts erupted.

Trece Cleverine watched behind the mask. Ganitong ganito din ang tagpo noong gabing mapatid ang kahuli-hulihang gapos ng pasensya niya. Ganitong-ganito din ang mga sigaw na ibinato ng mga ito sa kan'ya.

She almost smiled. She was glad. This makes everything much easier.

Inihanda niya ang sarili para sa pang-unang bati na inensayo niya limang minuto lang ang nakararaan. She took a deep breath.

Oh?

All of the Kings had stood up and were walking towards her figure like graceful predators on a hunt. Pinangunahan ang mga ito ng leader ng grupo, sa magkabilang gilid ang magkapatid na Longmeth, at kasunod ng hanay ng tatlo ay ang pitong nalalabing Kings.

"Fck this." Sumali sa hanay na iyon si Harry Penn. Nagpaiwan ang dalawa pang Aces na walang balak suwayin ang utos ni Calyx na hindi makialam.

"The fck are you doing?" Castor muttered when Harry walked along them. To which the latter only gave a middle finger.

"Salamat sa imbitasyon and you even decorated the gym wow," nagsalita si Wry Alcondrio matapos tumigil ng grupo halos dalawang metro ang layo mula sa kan'ya. He looked at the white curtains over his head as if in admiration. "We feel honored for the special mention, but did you really think we're going to play by your rules?" He snickered. "By the way, what are you doing?!" Every King turned their head to a nonchalant Harry who had stood inline with the three kings on the front.

"Tonight, I'm your ally. Ngayong gabi lang. You're welcome fckers."

If it was some other night, they would have beat him up but they can't waste their energy on him so they decided to let it go.

"There must be a reason why you took your time in taking out the queens." Pollux's eyes were cold as he looked down at their common enemy. Every part of him was itching to close the distance between him and the black clad figure and show the bastard how an enraged brother looks like but he managed to keep his cool. "You can't handle all of them at once, yea?"