Operation: KILLING THE MAFIA SON

Chapter two: Hiding the real Identity

Chapter two: Hiding the real identity

I saw him flinched an inch from the table as I return my gun inside my bag safe and sound.

"Why the hell did you bring that gun inside the school?." tanon biya sakin. "Then tell me fucking first why the fucking you, demetre is here?." if we're in a cussing show I swear will be in the finals. Damn this guy, it's been a year since the last we've met.

"I'm Dehatre, Lady Veniole. I'm the President of the student council here in Menouvu high. Everyone is my responsibility, even you." I shrug my shoulder because I really don't care, It just bothers me a lot.

"Do they have any pasta here?." I asked him while looking everywhere. "This is not a restaurant, Sofia." I swear, he's done right now.

"Yeah yeah whatever." inilapag ko ang baba ko sa kamay ko na nakapatong sa lamesa. "This is so boring!." I exclaimed tapos napatingin sakin yung mga estudyante na medyo malapit lapit sa table namin.

"Stop looking at me, freaks!." Sigaw ko sa kanila. "Hey stop being like that. Damn you." saway sakin.

"Why should I follow you? Because of what happened earlier? Don't worry I'll get you a new gun." I rolled my eyes. "That's not my point." he tries to get my attention but wala talaga akong pake so I keep on looking for my target.

"So what's your plan?." tanong niya sakin, speakig of my plan. My plan is not yet stable and sure. But, I know when I'm doing a mission unsure, It'll be a hundred percent.

"First, I'll get through my connections in and out from this school in case of failure." I started.

"I'll not make this longer because maybe tomorrow, he'll be dead for sure." I assured Demetre.

"I bet you can't. This school is his property---." I signed my hands as 'X' "his family." I corrected him.

Menouvu is my last target to gain a recognition from my clan. Veniole Clan is known for being a one-shot-assasin family at lahat ng nakakaalam ng kahit sobrang liit na impormasyon samin ay mabilis na pinapapatay ni Mr. Veniole, my dad.

"Menouvu family has many powerful connection and can take you down in one blow." I think he's warning makes me so confident. Lalo akong binabalaan, lalo akong lumalakas.

"The way you say those things. Aren't you one of us?." I ask him.

"In fact, we should plan this together. You know and I know the fucking truth who the hell is behind the mask that night 3 years ago." I painfully remembered what just happened.

Menouvu. Those fucking rats will never live peacefully until I'm here. Until, I'm alive, living and breathing in the same air.

"I know but please can you take this seriously!?." I already raised my voice because of irritation.

"Do you think I'm not thinking it seriously? That's my brother, jerk! They killed my own brother, in front of me! In front of my fucking eyes and now you're telling me that I should do this seriously?." I may be a teenager but my patience is as a 25 years old stressed worker from a big company.

3 years flies so fast. 3 years of training is already done and I'm off to my mission. To my very first and last mission.

3 years ago, one of the Menouvu killed my little brother. He was just 4 fucking years old and he already left the world, left us, left me. They killed a 4 years old child who is just on his own world playing his toys, innocent and not aware of his surroundings.