Blue Fangs

No Teaser. Don't know where this story is heading.

Forewarning: Everything written in this nonsense story is ill constructed, BORING,worthless, cliché and very predictable. And if you’re looking for a well-written work of mind, this story is not for you.

You have already been forewarned.

Enjoy lang sa pagbabasa!

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제주도,濟州島 (Jeju Island)

[Jae Jong Reyes Gokusen]

The sun was salmon and setting but the island was yet starting its day as though dawn had just arrived. People were busy and were shattered along the streets. No irritation was evident.

With those, lie the clan that was dominating the world in shadow. And with that clan, lived the Blue Fangs and this is her tale...

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“Ipinatawag n’yo raw ho ako, Ama.” Nagsalita si Jae Jong mula sa puting pintuan ng kuwarto ni Master Mo Yeul, ang pinuno ng Gokusen Clan. Gokusen sounded Japanese but they were Koreans for real.

“Come in.” Sa halip na sumagot ay iyon ang winika ng matandang pinuno ng angkan. Hindi ito nakaiintindi ng Tagalog dahil isa itong Koreano ngunit ang mga salitang iyon ang palagi nitong nais na marinig mula sa anak. Ang pananagalog lamang niya at ang kwintas niyang asul at hugis katana ang mga tanging alaalang naiwan dito ng yumaong asawa.

“How may I serve you, master? Just tell me and I will do it as you please," agad na salubong ng binatang tagapagmana ng mga Gokusen nang makapasok na ng kuwarto ng ama. Agad siyang yumukod at lumuhod upang magbigay galang, katapat lamang ng kinauupuan ng ama.

Nakasuot ito ng itim na kimonong may simbolo ng isang dragon. Bagay na naiiba sa lahat ng mga miyembro ng pamilya nila.

Tanging ang Five Clan Emperor lamang ang maaaring magsuot ng itim na kimonong iyon bilang tandang ito ang namumuno sa limang pamilyang kinabibilangan ng Gokusen, Seung, Gyeung-ju, Gangjeong at Park--mga pamilya ng gangster. Mga gangster na pinakatatakutan at pinakamalalakas  hindi lamang sa buong Korea kundi sa buong mundo. Kalat-kalat ang limang angkan sa iba't ibang sulok ng daigdig at nagtitipon-tipon lamang sila sa tuwing may espesyal na okasyon.

Tipid na ngumiti muna ang matanda bago sumagot. “You have already done enough for me, Jae… you don’t have to serve me anymore. You can now live the life you have asked me for. You deserve it.” Makahulugan at seryoso ang mga salitang binitiwan ng ama. Sa unang pagkakataon, naramdaman ni Jae na isa siyang anak. Tiningnan niya ang mga mata ng matanda at natunghayan niya ang sinseridad sa emosyong ipinaaabot ng nangungusap na mga mata nito.

“But I don’t understand it … F-father.” All his life, he had always called the old man “Master” and that was the first for a word like 'Father.' Even Jae himself got surprised of how he called the old man. But he could say that it was the best way he had ever called his father.

“Jae… l spent over half of my life to being a gangster. I lost my parents because I was a gangster… I lost your mother because I am a gangster…I had scars, and uncountable near-deaths because I am a gangster…and worst, I lost my fatherhood to you… because I am a gangster.” The old man closed his eyes for a moment after saying his misfortune. “I don’t want you to suffer from the same fate.”

For the first time, Jae saw drops of tears from his father, and for the first time, he wanted to hug the person who’s now giving him the freedom he had wanted all his life.