Phoenix Series #4: My Sweetest Enemy(COMPLETED)

Prologue

This story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author's imagination and are used fictitiously.

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❗This is an unedited version. Grammatical error and typos ahead ❗

PROLOGUE

"NEW MEMBERS OF PHOENIX?" Kunot-noong tanong ko at sumimsim ng milk tea habang kausap ko ang leader naming si James.

Inayos ko ang earpiece na nasa kaliwang tenga ko at pinakinggang mabuti ang sinasabi ni James.

I am aware that we have more three members and James said that he will introduced them to us tomorrow morning.

Our team, the Phoenix, the group of secret agents under the influence of Smith's Private Investigation Company or SPIC was made month ago after three years of training.

Sa ngayon ay pito kaming miyembro ng Phoenix.

Ang leader naming si James Karl Smith and his right hand Edsel Ford. The hacker of the group, Alexander Kiel Ford followed by Clyde, Rein, Jastin and yours truly, Renz Anderson. We are all a secret agents.

We save lives and we kill people, only the bad ones. We are trained, well-trained by the owner of SPIC, Mr. Leandro Smith whose soon to retire and will turned over the company to his one and only grandson, James Karl Smith.

Mr. Leandro Smith was a retired General in military. He decided to build a private investigation after he retired to help people who needs protection and justice.

Our true identities are well protected. Some people knew that we are all a secret agents but they cannot dig any informations about us. It only depends on us if we want to reveal our identities but as much as possible, we shouldn't reveal it that easily especially in front of civillian people.

Nagpatango-tango ako habang naglalakad patungo sa lobby ng ospital until James ended the call.

Tinapon ko sa basurahan ang cup ng milk tea na iniinom at dinukot sa loob ng bulsa ko ang cellphone at tinawagan ang driver ko.

"You can go home now." Bungad ko nang sagutin nito ang tawag.

"Paano ka uuwi, boss? Hihintayin na kita-"

"Magcocommute ako. Just go home now. Uuwi din ako. Tell Mom and Dad not to worry about me. Basta't alam nilang hindi ako nagda-drive, they'll fine about that." Putol ko sa sasabihin nito at pinatay ang tawag.

Napabuntong-hininga ako at ibinalik sa bulsa ko ang cellphone. Muling bumalik sa alaala ko ang sinabi ng doktor pagkatapos ng check-up ko.

"The pain is unbearable the next time it happened, Mr. Anderson. You should undergo operation. And you better decide for the operation if you don't want to die. It will worsen if you shouldn't do the operation. I'm telling you, do it as soon as possible."

Mapait akong napangiti.

Ano pa ba ang rason para sa operasyon? Pareho lang naman, I'll end up dying and I'd rather choose that than doing the operation. Tutal, wala din naman akong rason para manatili sa mundong ito. Pinipili ko lang mabuhay para sa mga magulang ko.

I will just live my life to the fullest with my friends and parents. But I won't do the operation. This will be my punishment to myself for being an irresponsible brother.

Tinignan ko ang camera na nakasukbit sa leeg ko at hinanap ang litrato ng bunso kong kapatid doon. Matagal kong pinagmasdan ang nakangiting mukha nito na ako mismo ang nag litrato noong nabubuhay pa ito.