Sunset in Paradise

Uno: The Dark Prodigy (Atticus' Story)

Uno: The Dark Prodigy Night Raven the Second

Atticus is the firstborn of Reina and Miles Morales, the next heir to his mother's influential family in business and politics.

He had been always predicted as the cream to rise to the top with his exceptional talent and academic excellence. He had always been his parents' favorite son, especially in his mother's eyes.

But Atticus is hiding a secret. A secret that will not only shatter his whole identity as a good son and ideal honor student but also will break his mother's heart as he joins the underground society hidden from the public's eye.

Atticus is wearing a mask to hide the heinous crime that he opted to commit just to save his family and to stop the Black Order from hunting his lineage. A truce from the past will begin to haunt him, especially his mom, who became the next target of the organization.

Will he be able to redeem himself or will it be his early demise?

Doomed by someone who tainted his youth, Atticus is now walking the path just like Jett chose just to save his family and what is left in him.

“Kasinungalingan, lahat ng ito, puro kasinungalingan,”

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Trigger Warning: mature content ahead, be informed that this is a mature-themed story that contains some violence, language and gore scenes. Please take note that this is just a work of fiction and the scene you're about to read is just a product of the pure imagination of the author.

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‡Excerpt from Uno: The Dark Prodigy (Night Raven II)‡

‡The Fugitive‡

Tik tak, Tik tak, Tik tak,

I wasn't alone.

I felt strange even I was walking with a few passersby in the street, I looked up to the pewter grey sky, then the wind suddenly blew, with the hint of scent that turned my senses on, I was being watched.

Observing from the looming cape of scattering darkness, it was past six in the evening, and I could tell that whoever it was or they were, it or they kept following, from the school to the bus stop, at the ground floor of our conservatory building, and then here, as I was walking this street, a few blocks away from my home.

I stayed late for my recital practice. So I let my siblings go home early, fetched by our Grand Nanny, Lola Medel and our favorite family driver, Tito Paulo.

Good thing Isaiah was not with me and thank God, Gayle's class always finished early. They will not endure witnessing me doing hideous things. Or even, opt for me to kill whoever these people are, in an act of defense, to protect my younger siblings.

I let out a sigh and tried to calm my nerves. Closing my eyes as I let my persona awaken, soon, the invisible radar spread like a spherical wave that emerged from where I stood as the focal point as it reached 100 feet radius circumference.

Their wavelengths vary but the intention was clear. To hunt me down. There were many but not an army which I'm glad however, their numbers could pass as a unit of an army, I bet they were armed militia sent to track me down again.

This act always disgusts me. He never learns to wait for a much better time and always tests my thinnest patience with him.

“Screw you, Ganymede, you're always a pain in my neck,”