Assassin's Den
The Right Hand slapped the girl across the face so hard, her slim frame staggered back against the wall. Ang ilang assassin na nasa loob ng kwarto ay agad na nagsipaglabasan ng masaksihan ang nangyari. They all know when to get out of a seemingly disastrous confrontation and take cover. Ang ilan naman ay nanatili upang masaksihan ang nangyayari, umiiling dahil sa kalapastanganan ng babaeng assassin upang saktan ang anak-anakan ng pinakapinuno.
"Did I tell you to take the girl out too, fool?!" the Right Hand thundered.
The girl cringed but didn't say a word. She knew that if she uttered a single protest or even a little peep, her life is forfeit. Even now, she is not sure if she will come out of here alive. Nasilaw siya dahil sa pera at sa inggit kaya't nagawa niyang magpadalos-dalos sa mga kinilos kanina.
The Right Hand stalked to the place where she was leaning for support and put his hand on her neck. And then he squeezed.
Her eyes bulged as she clawed desperately for release. Hindi na siya makahinga at ang mahigpit na kamay na iyon sa kanyang lalamunan ay ayaw patinag. May mga sumasayaw nang maliliit na kulay itim sa paligid ng kanyang paningin kaya alam niyang kapag hindi pa lumuwag ang kamay nito, mawawalan na siya ng malay at maaaring hindi na kailanpa magising.
"Never ever hurt her. Never!" he spat.
Tumango ang babae ng paulit-ulit, desperadong makaalis sa lingkis ng kamay na nakapulupot sa kanyang leeg. Kahit ang kanyang bibig ay sumubok na magsalita ng 'opo' upang ipakita lang na nagsisisi na siya sa nagawa.
"I hired you to help her kill the bastard, not take her down too. Akala mo ba hindi ko alam na naiinggit ka sa kanya? I choose you because I know that your enviousness would demand that you will do your best to kill the man! Ni hindi ko man lang inakala na papatayin mo rin siya!"
Umiling naman ngayon ang babae. Paulit-ulit na iling. Nagkukulay asul na ang maputing mukha nito at alam ng Kanang Kamay na nadikdik niya na sa kokote ng babae ang dapat nitong alalahanin.
Dahan-dahan niyang pinakawalan ang leeg na hawak niya at tumalikod. Agad na humugot ng malalim na hininga ang mamamatay-tao habang ang marahas na ubo ay bumalot sa katawan nito. Ang maliit na kamay ay lumipat sa may lalamunan na animo'y tinutulungan ang sarili na huminga.
"Kill the bastard. Kill him and I will give you the money. I will also grant you your freedom. But never hurt her again or I will personally kill you."
The Right Hand man walked out of the room and didn't look back. He never saw the murderous look that the assassin gave him.
"Don't ever think about it Pru. Kung ayaw mong mamatay, wag mong gagawin kung ano man ang iniisip mo." saad ng isa pang assassin.
The girl stood on watery legs. Her throat felt on fire but she didn't pay it any attention. Sa halip, binatak niya ang kanyang mga kamao at tiim-bagang na naglakad palabas. Sa isip niya ay nakatatak na isang araw, mapapabagsak niya din ang pamilyang ito at makakapaghiganti din siya sa lahat ng sakit at paghihirap na dinulot sa kanya.
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Everly stared broodily outside the big mansion overlooking the vast garden. Sometimes he tends this garden himself, but oftentimes, he would just stare at it until he felt numb inside. Hanggang sa makalimutan niya ang paghihirap ng kanyang kalooban.
But now, as he stared at his garden, he felt something shift within him.
Moira and Ichiro.
Thinking about the two, he felt something he have long ago forgotten. Ngayon niya lang ulit naalala ang pakiramdam na ito. This is better than thinking of Moira as his salvation. This is what he felt when he still has Geno's mother by his side.
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