Aries, His Runaway Mafia Bride

Chapter 1

ARIES' POV

"Drop that fucking gun!"

I heard while the bombs are still exploding, my father is wrapping my body tight so he can protect me to our enemies. The man infront of us is tempting my father's skills. I know that second, we're not able to make an escape. It's our last option. He will save me, by doing this. A foul play to make it easier, that I will be surely safe to the operatives and the opposed organization of Underground World.

My father aim his gun in my head.

"I'm sorry, Aries. I need to do this."

I slowly nod my head, I know it's the only way.

"I said, drop the gun!" I heard in twice. The man is now targeting my father with his gun, I know, he will kill my father, with an intention to help me, that in there eyes, I am now a hostage to my own father. ...even it's a set up for my sake. My tears are now rumbling down.

"Papa..." I sobbed. "Shh, it will be okey, always remember, do what I said...you must find your mom."

"Opo." I answered with my mother's dialect, Tagalog. And with that split second, two gunshots explode and darted to my father's temple.

"No!" I felt how he drop his body into that cold floor, soaked with his own blood, I looked at him, shocked. As if there's no words can define what I feel that time. And the movement went slow motion. A hand picked me up, carried me away to make me safe, I remain mute, shocked.

"You're safe now." The man said while tapping my shoulder, but, my silent pain scream as I bow my head and wipe my tears. I need to be alive.

"Para sa'yo 'to, pa." I said as I gain my strength again. 

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Aries' POV

Fifteen years run so fast. Hindi ko inakalang magagawa ko ang estadong ito. Hawak ang medalya, isa ako sa hinirang na mag-aaral para makapasok sa prestihiyosong paaralan sa England. Nag-aral ako nang mabuti sa Warsow para makuha ang gustong parangal.

Ipinangako ko kay papa na gagawin ko ang bagay na 'yon. Kasama ko ngayon ang kaibigan kong si Austin, gaya ko'y dugong pinoy din ang nananalaytay sa kaniya.

"You seemed bothered, man. What's wrong?" tapik niya sa akin. Ngumiti lang ako saka umiling.

"I'm just happy, man. We did it." Inakbayan ko siya saka bumulong.

"We need to load up," anyaya ko rito. Alam na niya ang gusto kong sabihin.

"But, mother superior will..."

"We're grown ups, don't worry." Siko ko pa saka hinatak ang isa pa naming kaibigan, si Magnus. Gaya namin, mayroon din siyang lahi na pinoy, but, we tend to speak in English, because it's the easiest way to understand us whenever we're with our superiors. Nagtatagalog lang kami kapag may gusto kaming pag-usapan na kami lang ang gustong mag-usap-usap. Pero, mas malapit ako kay Austin kaysa kay Magnus, may sarili kasi itong mundo, tahimik, at pino lang magsalita.

As we remember, gaya rin namin siya na ulila, walang magulang, nasagip sa bansang Poland, mga immigrants at walang pasaporte sa bansa. Ilegal kaming maitatawag kung 'di lang sa tulong ng sumagip sa amin noon, we are illegal aliens here in Warsow.

Edad siyam na taong gulang ako noon nang mapatay ng pulisya ang papa Aries ko, kapangalan ko ang papa ko, ang sabi nga niya, sinadya niya ito para hindi mahinto ang henerasyon namin. The chain will remain.

"Tara na." Yaya ko kay Austin.

"Let's ask Magnus," saglit pa nitong hinila si Magnus na noo'y hindi na rin nakapalag. Mas matanda si Magnus sa amin ng limang taon, magkaedad naman kami ni Austin which is twenty-four, kaya mas nakakausap ko siya nang matino kaysa kay Magnus.