PROLOGUE

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NOTE: hiii, there will be many typographical error that you'll encounter upon reading this story. Bear with it for a while. Thank you. :)

WARNING: strong language, scenery will be read throughout the story. Read at your own risk.

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"Ahh! Tulong! Tulungan nyo ang anak ko!" I am watching a man from afar.



May nakita siyang babaeng nakahandusay, showered with thick blood sa harap ng bahay nila. His little daughter.



She was seen without clothes. No doubt it was rape.



Kinuha ko ang sandwich sa tabi ko at kumagat bago binalik ang tingin sa kanila.



Nagsilabasan ang mga tao but I noticed they are there not to help--- pero para makichismis.



I rolled my eyes. Typical squammy.



Napaka-judgemental ko talaga. Hindi ako pwede isabak sa TV Show na 'Bawal Judgemental.'



"Anong tinitingin-tingin nyo d'yan?! Tumawag kayo ng ambulansya!" galit na sigaw nung tatay.



"O ambulansya raw! Wee-woo-wee-woo." rinig kong pagbibiro nung isa.



"Mga gago! Nakuha nyo pang magbiro! Tumabi kayong mga walang kwenta!" he screamed again. Tumakbo siya hanggang mawala sa paningin ko.



Sabagay, kung ako ang nandoon ay baka nasakal ko sila.



Tiningnan ko ang list sa kamay ko at tiningnan ang information na nakasulat. Roberto, huh?



Roberto, 46.
Assault: rape.



Hmm, so his daughter paid for her father's mistake. Poor thing.



Napa-iling ako. Kung hindi lang sana sya nagmatigas sa korte at umamin sa kasalanan niya ay hindi 'to mangyayari.



There shouldn't be a walking crime. Lahat ng kasalanan ay dapat pagbayaran.




Buhay ang kinuha niya kaya buhay din ang kapalit. I know I sound like a witch here, but---ugh. That's how it works for me.



Tumayo ako at pinagpag ang pwetan ko. As for that Roberto, bahala na ang nasa itaas sa kanya. I'm done with him.



The guys who raped that kid are just instruments to punish Roberto. Although used as instrument, they also need to pay.



I am Charma. People tend to hate me, but hell, they are the one who invited me by their wrong doings without even realizing it.



I can be people's Santa Claus,



But I can also be their Satan.



I heard my watch rang. Hindi ito 'yung typical na relo, binigay 'to sa'kin para sa mga mission ko.



Nanlaki ang mga mata ko sa nabasa ko.



You need to save Cupid.


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