Isn't there something just oh so pleasent when you wake up to the sound of gunfire in a pool of your own blood, with your ex surgeon boyfriend and your faith healer grandmother, of course, with the help of your con artist best friend, and trying to stem a wound which cut open your carotid artery. Carotid injuries tend to kill immediately, that's why the standard sign for killing someone, is a finger horizontally across someone's neck. Unsurprisingly, it didn't kill me. Infact, after about two odd minutes, I could feel myself healing. The blood flow receding, and my wound closing up. Wow, no stitches, no scars. This would make a normal person so happy, that person would fail to notice, her boyfriend, had on purpose, cut himself and fed yours truly,his blood. Not that it wasn't yummy or that I was complaining, but barbarism, instead of surgery, didn't fit Adri's bill.
Weird, but I had to move forward already, we were in a war zone after all.
It wasn't until Adri yelled in my ear to get the fuck up already, that I actually moved. Crazy, I'm normally better than that.
I was on my feet, but very sluggish. Like I'm trying to walk through sludge. Not kidding, like actual, disgusting, marsh sludge. Now, let me explain to you, what happens when you're trying to fight, and your body moves on its own. You feel like you're being remote controlled, or puppeteered, I'm not sure if that's a word. Controlled sounds better to me. Coming back to the fight, I could see myself, give a murder blow to the face. An elbow to the back, paralyzed, neck down, till death parted him, from his now very useless body. Funny, I even heard myself laugh, but I couldn't for the life of me recall what was so funny. If you asked me what that was for 35 minutes, I'd probably sound like a psycho case, explaining, that I know I did it, but it felt like I wasn't there, like I was watching helplessly as my body got a mind of its own.
I just remember, that at the end of the 35 minutes, I was beat, exhausted, and pretty much completely drained.
Towards the end of the fight, I saw Maria again. Just that this time, she looked happy, peaceful, radiant and more than anything else, she looked like an angel. Her golden locks ran perfectly to her waist. She looked at me with teary blue eyes, and beckoned me forward. I walked towards her, as if in a trance.
She looked at me and said," I see, so my mother trained you and my daughter. My poor mother. You've done a great job there, but heed my earlier warning. This isn't the end. After this, there's a bigger battle, a big sacrifice. But the one you must make. It's bigger than this one family. They have ties. And no one will take kindly to having their Western stronghold destroyed, as you have done.
It was then that I looked at the combined damage me and Adri had caused.
OH HOLY COWS. I don't remember so much as touching half this stuff. And why is Adri, well, absent. Where did he go?...
Before I could act upon the impulse to make sure he was in one piece, I finally saw them. Adri was crouched over, desperately, doing CPR, and cutting himself. I looked at Maria. She continued gazing towards Adri.
"You must let her go, child. She's been more than ready. She just had to make sure, you were completely ready to understand your place, and be ready, for this is only the beginning."
It crashed on to me all of a sudden. I ran toward Adri. He looked up at me with deep remorse, as he said," She fought till the very end. She told me, to keep an eye on you all the time. I tried Honey, I'm so very sorry."
Nothing registered with me. I didn't care about anything anymore. I looked down at the dying face of my grandmother, as I said the words," Està bien, puedes irte ahora.( It's okay, you can go now)Entiendo.( I understand.)" I saw my tears fall on her. My hope, my teacher, my confidante, she was gone, and there was no magic in the world that would bring her back.
I turned to find Maria, and I saw my abuela standing there with her. There was a light shining over them, bluish white, they looked up, and then looked at me. I had never seen so much peace in one moment. I saw mother and daughter reunite, in the great beyond, but none the less, a renuion. They smiled at me, and then disappeared.
I felt a pair of hands holding me. I turned to find Gia, behind me.
" I think I found my mother. By that, I mean my birth mother. They killed her so cruelly." She sobbed into my shoulder, and I knelt there, motionless.
My grief, was there, but so was an underlying rage. It was nothing I could explain. I locked eyes with Adri, who was trying to scout the area for stragglers, prisoners and of course, our primary asshole. George Cianti. He could've ended all of this. He let this madness carry on. He couldn't even get over himself and support his beautiful family. He was going to pay. He was going to pay big time. And I was pretty much decided, this would be a together kill, me and Adri. Gia would not be made to watch this.
As soon as I had confirmed my theory with Adri, I saw Gia getting sucked down a trap door, I was too late to save her from it. Adri ran toward me just in time to get me away from it.
" No that, son of a.....I'm going to murder him with my bare hands. I don't even care anymore. I'll die, and I won't so much as let him touch her."
" Hey, shhhh... I need you calm, and collected. Remember, strength has to bow to intelligence. We can do this. We'll look for her. But first, we need to cremate your abuela and tía. And then...... sweetie, that's when we raise Hell."
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