Isang mabigat na kamay ang humatak ng aking buhok at nagtulak sa akin upang mag-pakawala nang isang impit na ungol. Umandar ang instinct ko, as my self defence kicked in. Pumihit ako patalikod kasabay nang aking braso at pinatama ang aking sariling siko sa ilong ng taong iyon.
"Fucking Bitch!" Mura ng lalaki habang sapo ang sariling ilong at hindi parin binibitawan ang braso ko.
Muli ko siyang siniko ngunit hindi nya parin ako pinakawalan.
Tumigil ako at tinignan ko siyang nang maigi. He was wearing a white tshirt, ngunit mula sa higpit ng kapit ng kanyang braso sa aking kamay ay sumisilip mula sa kanyang t-shirt ang lubhang pamilyar na tattoo. Isang itim na espada na mayroong dalawang ahas sa mag-kabilang gilid na nakapulupot. The famous Mafia Echavarri insignia.
I was sure as hell that I would fucking dead for crossing at them. But I won't give them the pleasure of killing me easily.
Inilagay ko ang buong pwersa sa aking tuhod at sinipa siya pailalim hanggang tumama ito sa baba niya. Nakita ko ang pagusot ng kalahati ng kanyang mukha sa natamong tadyak na iyon. Nabitawan niya ang aking braso at doon ko kinuha ang pagkakataon upang itutok sa kanya ang metal na armas mula sa aking likuran. Subalit matigas ang isang ito, hinila niya ang aking paa bago pa ako makatayo kaya't nabitawan ko ang aking sariling baril. Sa pagkakataong lumapat ang aking likod sa malamig na semento kasabay nang pag-lapat ng malakas na sampal sa aking mukha na nag-resulta ng pag-kamanhid ng aking kaliwang pisngi. I felt the stirring pain from my lower lip but I readied myself and sucked more air to punch him again but he was more aggressive. He punched me to my stomach causing me to stumble on the pavement behind us while painfully whimpering.
"What a filthy, Bitch!" wika nitong muli.
Saka niya ako binuhat sa aking tiyan. Ngayon ko lamang napansin na isang malaking tao pala ang aking katunggali kaya't madali lamang para rito ang patumbahin ako. Para akong isang kuting na dala-dala niya patungo sa nag-uusap na grupo. Nakita kong napatingin sa amin ang lahat. Nakuha ko ang buong atensyon ni Carlotta Winslet at Miguel Echavarri.
They were both look surprise and then it turned into a mocking smirk.
"I should've know that she was always the one who brings herself on me." Narinig kong wika ni Carlotta habang ngumingiti ng palihim at mukhang nasisiyahan sa mga nangyayari.
"Fuck you!" I spat out.
"What are you doing here, Carnaige." Miguel Echavarri was now forming a deep irritated look as he bore into mine.
He looks devilishly dangerous. He looks like I was giving him a big trouble and that was partly true.
"Tatapusin kona mula rito ang ating pag-uusap." Seryosong wika ni Carlotta. "It look's like my pet had missed me so much to pay a visit."
Fucking shit.
Binalibag ako pababa ng walang habas ng lalaki at saka pinosasan ang aking parehas na kamay mula sa likod. Ngumiti ako mula sa aking loob. At hindi pinansin ang kanilang atensyon sa akin. From someone that could kill in just a span of second. They surely underestimated me.
"Hindi ikaw ang laging dapat mag-desisyon, Carlotta!" Miguel Echavarri flashed a dangerous look.
"You don't get it do you?" Carlotta shaked her head as she walk to me. "I am the superior here, Echavarri.. and you couldn't do anything about it!"
She straighten my head to level on her as she touch my cheek carefully. Mas pinili kong manahimik at tinignang muli si Miguel Echavarri. He has mens in the area. Probably, mas marami pa sa loob ng compound ng mansion, lurking and guarding.
"Try me." He said.
Mukhang naubusan na nang pisi ng pasensya ang Mafia Boss at naglabas ito nang isang handgun pistol at maingat itong kinabitan ng silencer.
It's like a blink of an eye. Lahat ng tauhan ni Carlotta ay nagtutok ng baril sa puwesto ng Mafia Boss at ang lalaking nasa likuran ko naman ay nagtutok ng baril sa aking likuran habang si Miguel ay nakatutok ang nguso ng pistol sa presidente ng korpurasyon.
Nakaramdam ako ng kaba sa sitwayson ng Mafia Boss. I am loathing for him from the very beginning but it couldn't change the fact that he was Ozwald's father.
"It's a checkmate, Miguel. We got you." malamig na sabi ni Carlotta habang kaharapa ang nguso ng baril. "Tayo ang mag-kakampi rito."
"You don't get it, Carlotta." The Mafia Boss was pointing his pistol on her head.
"I don't care, You were ruining the plan."
"Leave the Carnaige, the fuck out!" He said growling.
"If that's your choice then."
Inilahad ni Carlotta Winslet ang kanyang kamay at nag-abot ang isa niyang tauhan ng isang baril at ipinutok ito sa kanang hita ni Miguel Echavarri. The latter flinched and fall on the ground with his knees. But the Mafia Boss didn't lessen his dignity and peril. He was still on his menacing atmosphere. His eyes was full of jeopardy, fearless and dauntless.
"There you are sweetie.." Carlotta faced me.
"I think it was a lucky day. Hindi ko alam kung bakit ang hirap hirap mong lapitan mula ng lumisan ka sa magulong syudad na ito. Palagi na lamang dumarating na walang buhay ang mga Executioners na ipinadadala ko upang dakpin ka. It's like you are a black hole. But I was thinking if you are really the one who is killing them off." nanglilitis at nanguusisa ang kaniyang kulay-halaman na mga mata.
Unuusig nito ang pinakasukdulan ng aking pagkatao. However, I was shocked and dumbfounded with her sudden declaration.
"Subalit kilala kita ng higit sa lahat, Aurora. Hindi ganoon ka payapa ang paraan ng iyong pagkitil." Muli nitong wika sa malamig na tono. "Hindi ikaw ang pumapatay sa kanila."
My inner conscience winced painfully. But I set aside the following emotions that is building up inside of me. I had a hunch before that she would do that but I don't remember meeting these assassins that she was talking about.
And strangely, it was an irony, Ngunit katulad noong unang beses at pagkakataon na iniligtas niya ako. Isa lang ang naglalarong pangalan sa utak ko. Oz.. Ozwald Echavarri.
"I was the one that do those murders, Who else can?!" Matigas kong sabi.
Which earned me a hard slap on my head. I spit out the blood that was filling inside of my mouth across her face.
She laughed hard. "You idiot! You were just my creation!" Galit niyang wika sa nagtatagis na bagang.
She aimed the deadly metal on my forehead and click it. For second my head feel numb. And I don't even had the time to shake in fear. This time, I don't have fears in me anymore.
The gun clicked, but I haven't received any bullet. It was thankfully unloaded.
She laughed hysterically, "Don't feel giddy yet, I still need you for my plans.."
She hit the deadly metal on my head and then suddenly, my head turned vivid and blurred. I lay limp into the cold cemented ground. Slowly falling into the unconciousness, the last thing that I remember was the message I recieved a while ago from my client.. the number, 1024, My early research says it's him.. this time it was proven.. Miguel Echavarri was standing on his feet.. I see him vaguely.. as his rough hands held on my chin..
"I told you.. that I will include you...." His last voice was ringing on my head before I passed out.
