Warning: Intense use of harsh words
Trione's POV
It's saturday morning and i'm still here, guarding the boss. Lord Viktor is stable now but he's still recovering. Nagsisimula na ring mawala ang mga pasa at sugat na dala ng nangyari sa kanya. Narinig ko ang pagbukas ng pinto at ang pagpasok ng babaeng naghatid sa ginoong Aureville pauwi. She handed me a cup of coffee which i warmly accepted. Naupo siya sa tabi ng kanyang ama at pinagmasdan ito.
"I really really hate traitors. They are idiots. Quadruple idiots. Right Trione?" she said while intensely looking at the clock beside the hospital bed's table.
Tumango lamang ako sa sinabi niya at humigop ng kape. I haven't slept since yesterday but drinking this coffee gives me life. Nanatili ang babae sa tabi ng kanyang ama at tahimik itong minatyagan. Naramdaman ko na lamang ang pagbukas ng pinto at ang mahinang paghikbi ng isang lalake.
"Ama *hik* patawarin mo ako *hik* hindi kita *hik* naprotektahan" sambit ng lalakeng umiiyak habang hawak ang isang bugkos ng bulaklak. Narinig ito ni Nirvana at matiim siyang tiningnan. Agad na tumayo ang babae at kinuha ang bulaklak.
"You idiot! Dad's not yet dead!" sambit nito habang pinaghahampas ang lalake ng bulaklak. Napailing na lamang ako habang sunod sunod na aray ang narinig ko mula kay Cortez. Ngunit nang mahimasmasan ang babae ay bigla na lamang tumulo ang luha nito. Nakita ko ang galit na ekpresyon ni Cortez at alam ko kung para kanino iyon. He hugged her tightly while brushing her back, comforting her.
"Matulog ka na muna mahal. Ako nang bahala kay ama" maamong sambit nito sa asawa habang dinala ito sa isang mahabang upuan at doon inihiga. I can see that they both love each other even if they are opposites. Nirvana's a monster that could kill in one sweep motion while Cortez is a dense guy who can't even kill a mosquito. They complement each other.
Kumuha ito ng upuan at inilagay sa tabi ng kanyang asawa. Naupo ito at pinagmasdan ang babaeng mahigpit ang hawak sa kanyang kamay.
" Too cheezy Malcolm" i commented but he just glared at me and rolled his eyes.
"Inggit ka lang. Maghanap ka rin ng asawa mo Trione" i just laughed at him and continued drinking my coffee when i heard a familiar voice. The annoying one.
" What's up Trione, the highly ethical Vanguard?" bati niya at diretsong umupo sa aking tabi at inagaw ang hawak kong inumin. I glared at her as she carelessly drank my precious coffee, not minding that it's mine.
*buurrrp*
We all looked at Harper who has her apologetic face. This lady will never mature. Tsk. I heard Cortez' silenced her but the girl doesn't seem to care. Ibinalik niya sa kamay ko ang lalagyang wala nang laman at prenteng itinaas ang paa sa mesang nasa harap. I want to strangle her but she'd only laugh at me. Tsk. This kid is getting on my nerves.
"Where is the young lady?" i asked as i throw the empty cup on the trash bin on the other side near Cortez. Shoot! She then crossed her arms on her chest and acted like she's thinking.
"She's at home. All alone with the mighty reaper who I saw last night in the young lady's room, topless. Let me think of what they may be doing right now. Hmm. The young lady's already half nake--hmm--hmm-" i covered her mouth to stop her from saying God knows what. Raijin's right. She really is a hormonal teenager. Tsk. When she surrendered in defeat, i let go of her and apologized to Cortez who is already shooting daggers at Harper. Napansin naman ng babae ang natutulog na asawa ni Cortez.
"Oh. The crazy monster's asleep. Sorry!" she said while gesturing the same V sign that Cortez does when apologizing. Still don't know what that is. She then stood up while intently looking clock on the side table near the boss' left side. Lumapit siya rito at sinuri ito. Then I saw her smile, evilly. A smile that thirsts for blood.
"Someone's playing a movie director." lumuhod siya para maging kalebel ang orasan at mataman itong tiningnan. Just what I expected from a premiere Vanguard. She easily took notice.
"I remember you.Haha" I guess there's still something good in her aside from being hormonal.
" Don't cut the scene yet, Harper. He needs to finish his movie as soon as possible. " i warned her before she rips off that tiny camera placed on the clock. Luckily she was in the mood to cooperate and immediately stood up. But then, i stay corrected. She harshly pulled her gun from her holster and shot the clock into pieces. Talk about cooperation.
"What the hell Harper! Muntik na akong matamaan ng bubog" reklamo ni Cortez na ngayon ko lamang napansin kung gaano ito kalapit sa mesa. The lady just shrugged as she puts back her gun. Nagsimula itong maglakad palabas.
"Give me twenty men Trione. I am out for a hunt right now" and with that, i think she knows where those bastards are. Oh well, she's the mafia's intelligence. She is an eighteen year old girl with a 185 IQ and a photographic memory. Trust her that she knows what she's doing.
I immediately ordered the men who are on stand by at the lobby. I followed Harper as she enters the lift with a confused face. "I'll come with you"
Nirvana can handle herself and there are other Vanguards left on building. And what about Harper? No. It's not like i'm coming with her because i'm worried. I just want to watch the show. Yeah, that's it.
Nah. Fool yourself Trione.
I proceeded to my car while she went directly to her new MV Augusta. As I tail her with four other cars, i can't help but be amazed of how this kid turned out. Well, setting aside her craziness, she is now a fine lady who is independent and strong. A thousand times different from the kid back then. She is no longer the fragile girl that I used to guard and protect.
After half an hour of travelling, i can see from a distance a huge gate surrounding a mansion. Sinuri ko ang nakapaligid na pader sa estruktura at nakita ang mangilan ngilang tagapagmatyag. Low class snipers. Tss. I looked at the gate's pillars and noticed a camera on both sides. I was about to pull my gun when I saw the youngest Vanguard accelerated her speed. She then grabbed her guns from her both sides and simultaneously shot those cameras. Such a show off.
Ibinalik niya ang kanyang mga baril sa magkabilang gilid at muling nagmaneho.
Dahil sa ginawa niya ay naalarma ang mga tagapagmatyag na nagtatago at agad siyang pinaputukan nito. She easily dodged those bullets as her MV Augusta dance its way towards the gate, which was the sniper's blindspot. Nangmapagtanto nila yun ay kami naman ang pinagtuunan nila ng pansin. Too late now.
*explosion*
Rinig ko ang bawat pagsabog sa kinaroroonan ng mga tagapagmatyag pati na rin ang pag bagsak ng malaking harang. I looked around to see our men doing their job. Nang masiguro nila na wala nang natira ay bumalik sila sa kani kanilang sasakyan.
"What now, Harper" sambit ko sa kabilang linya. Nakita ko ang pag ngisi niya kasabay nang malakas na tunog ng kanyang sasakyan.
*broom broom*
"Onwards"
Sa isang iglap lamang ang lahat ng sasakyan ay naguunahang pinasok ang teritoryo ng kalaban ngunit hindi parin nagpahuli ang babae at pinaharurot ang kanyang sasakyan. I can hear her annoying laughter on the left side of my ears. Why did I allow her to make me wear this earpiece?
I drove my car inside the area and stopped few meters away from the main entrance where Harper is. Lumabas ako ng kotse at pinagmasdan ang mansyon. Easy to penetrate. Sumandal ako sa pinto ng aking sasakyan habang pinanuod ang babaeng abala sa pag aayos ng kanyang baril.
"Just watch me Master. Look how awesome your apprentice is" sambit niya bago humalakhak na parang baliw at mabilis na tinungo ang mansyon. Pagkapasok niya ng mansyon ay rinig ko ang bawat putok at kasa niya ng baril. At kasabay rin nun ang mala anghel niyang tinig.
"F*ck you man! I remember all of you! I know who you are, you f*cking morons! Where is your ugly boss, you rotten
bastard!"
Damn this earpiece.
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