Redemption |ShadowPeach|

13 - Oh SHIT | Part 2 |

| Macaque |

Watching him from the corner of my eye was something I hadn't known I was doing for half of the party. Page obviously kept glaring at the newcomer, surely thinking that she recognized the guy. Although, she was right because I had already known who this "Pierce" had really been. I was just acting all oblivious because I had been so bored before he came. Not going to lie, whoever sent him. I'm going to make him mine so he can't get away. But this guy's true name had to be Sun Wukong. Right? Also seen as the most popular "Monkey King" idol everyone has been gossiping about in my mafia. But I had to be right, because there was only one person I hated most in the world who wore that same black eyeliner and gold eyeshadow. Eye rolling a bit, as I scoff. Remembering why I hated the guy so much. He left when we were kids.

Did Sun Wukong have a twin? Beats the fuck out of me, I didn't care. I never dared. When I slid a drink over to "Pierce" he denied it politely and said that he doesn't drink. I heard him loud and clear even over the music. "Right, and you don't wear eyeshadow. Huh?" I asked him, although he couldn't hear me as well as I could hear him. He literally said 'what' and 'huh' several times. Even if I was close to him by the bar. "Come on, Pierce. I gotta go out and tell ya somethin', bud!" I said over to him, and he, being the idiot he had been. Shrugged and obeyed, following me out of the club. The men didn't stop me because, oh boy, they knew. They knew that this 'Pierce' was too much like the Monkey King, and they wanted to know why. So, I had them listen closely without being spotted by you know who or myself. I had them do this on purpose to see if my hunch was right. And usually my hunches were never wrong. I went with my gut on this one. Once we were alone in the alleyway, I pinned him into the wall. His front facing me, and with his back against it. I slammed my hand right above his head against the wall. Keeping him pinned there, my face only inches away from his own. And I saw his face go from calm to surprised and shocked.

"You think you're really smart, huh? Saying that your name is as it is, when I can obviously tell you're lying~" I whispered so he could be the only one to hear me. "What? I don't know what you're talking about, Liu- I mean, Macaque."

He tried lying again. In which, I could tell he was. I gave a sly grin and leaned closer, "Look, bud. Whatever you were sent here to do, I will make sure you will not return. If you do not comply with my rules, then you will be sent elsewhere, which will be worse." I said, and my men from around the corner heard this from me. I slyly smirk, keeping him pinned. Looking all helpless. "Seriously. I don't know what you're going on about, Macaque. I think you've been drinking a bit too much, bud." He had the audacity to say this to my face. My ears twitched along my scarred eyebrow.

I remembered what occurred the last time I had seen Wukong. He was young, stupid and ignorant. I had only two drinks, so I wasn't drunk. Because I can take a lot in. And I know what you're thinking, 'why does that sound gay'? in a way, it is. If it weren't true. I escaped three years ago from Sun Wukong. Only to see him back in action after just putting the Spider Queen away for good. The only person I know who calls me 'bud' is him. "So it is you." I said, punching the wall behind him. Dust flying into the air, he tried to get away and when he knew there was no way out. He hung his head low, "was it that obvious?"

"Yeah, bud. It was pretty obvious." I whisper. "OK, fine. Yes. It's-- It's--"

I cracked the wall along with a few of my knuckles. They were now whiter than before. "For lying to me. You are going to be punished." I hushed, with a dark chuckle rumbling my chest. Scoffing when I hear him ask; "Why?"

"Because. You are not mafia material. You are-"

"Mac wait-"

"FBI." I punched the wall again and I swore the wall broke more each time I did. "You worthless pebble, you thought you could trick me into thinking that you've changed? Tch, you're such a jerk off-" I said, and I swore I thought I had seen him ball up his fists. "You think I wanted to leave, Mac-? You think I wanted to come after you after three years because of my stupid mistakes?"

"Save it." I snarled at him, my eyes were very dark. "Page."

Page had come from around the corner and glared at him. "Sun Wukong. I knew I recognized you from somewhere." She said, smugly. Cracking her neck, "uhh-.. I-I can explain!"

"Then start talking." I said, moving away from him a bit. On my part, that was a mistake. Because as soon as I did, Wukong started booking it away from my men and I. They were about to chase him, as soon as we all heard him scream the words as loud as he could into the air, "MY MISSION HAS BEEN COMPROMISED. I REPEAT-" He had run into one of my guys, if you remember Seygien. He is a tall dude. He's menacing in the dark. "Where do you think you're runnin' off too, eh?" Seygien jokes, but it seemed rather more serious than joking. "You're not going to touch me!" Wukong shouts, and the latter just smirks mischievously. "Oh. It won't be me who will be the one to start touching."

Suddenly Page jumped him and gripped his wrists to the point that he was struggling. Cuffing sounded and a ragged bag was put on Sun Wukong's head. Now watching him being beat up and punched numerous times in the stomach. He had to be used to this by now. Being beat up, by me. Again. Just like last time. I hear him coughing inside the bag, knowing that he was spitting up saliva. I cross my arms, tutting at my men and they take him with us. Shoving him into the back of the car, mostly the trunk. Slamming it closed so he couldn't find his way out. It was simple, if he could find a latch, then he would try to escape. But he couldn't. I hear him scream at me in the back, pounding the trunk with his feet. "Let me out, Macaque!!" He shouted, pounding more and more with his feet as we had been driving away from the curb of the club's alleyway. Sure people saw this, but they know not to fuck with me when I am doing business. Otherwise they will end up worse than Sun Wukong. "You should have told me the truth, Wukong. Otherwise you wouldn't be in this position. You know I hate liars~" I said, tapping the backseat. Seygien had been the one driving, while Page had been filing her nails. "Interesting. He really thought he could lie. When we already knew the truth about him. " Page's accent was noticeable.

I smirked and agreed. "Ignorant idiot." I hushed.

| Wukong |

I was freaking the fuck out. I had been caught in 4K or whatever you want to call it, and taken hostage. I didn't know where we were going. I was kicking the trunk door, trying to reach out to headquarters, but my device was busted. IT WAS BUSTED! JUST WONDERFUL- I should have seen this coming. Maybe I am ignorant, or maybe Nezha is the one who planned this? I thought to myself, banging on the door further with my foot. It was starting to hurt, as I groaned in pain from being beat up. Remember when I said I sucked at trying to be someone I am not? This is what I meant! I said in my head, as I kicked the door harder and more desperately. Trying to free myself. Fucking shit, man. I am in so much trouble when Nezha finds out. Or maybe it'll be the other way around?