Caged Bird ✔ (TRILOGY)

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Book 1 of Birds Series ends here. Thank you for the love and support, from the very start, up to this very moment. You have been a part of their journey and there are still lots of things to go through. This is not yet the end, this is just the beginning. I love you guys, and please enjoy this one.

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-SEBASTIAN'S POV-

Chains. Bloods. Cages.

The smell of a rusty metal filled my nose. The room is in full void with a little light coming from a small hole and beside me is my fragile bed. The noise from the outside is deafening as hell.

I can hear people screaming from pain, happiness and sorrow. Girls are laughing and boys are singing songs I can't even distinguished. This four cornered room has been my lair since that very day when I oppened both of my eyes.

I can't remember a single thing.

Not even my name. But, they call me Moscov here, Markus gave that name to me.

And even if I already have a name, it only feels like I'm existing, just existing.

The door was oppened hardly and a light came through. A big-muscled-guy appeared and started walking towards me.

"Moscov, Tawag ka ni Boss," he said dryly.

I lifted myself and followed him.

Habang naglalakad kami sa kahabaan ng madilim na hallway ay nakasunod ang mga mata nila sa akin. Some are afraid, some are mad. Lahat sila ay nakatingin sa aming dalawa ng lalaking sumundo sa akin.

Eventhough this place is covered in darkness, I don't mind at all, because I am already immune to this. We both went inside a lift, he pressed the last button and the door closed immediately.

Pagbukas ng pintuan ay bumungad sa amin ang isang maliwanag na kwarto. This room is different from all the rooms in this hell. There are lots of candles from everywhere that gives light to every corner. Some things are shining in gold and the whole place is screaming in wealthiness.

Then the heavy-metal-chair turned around in front of me, reaveling a man sitting there casually. He's a little bit old physically, but his strength is not a joke at all. His white hair and white beard is not really that long. He's wearing an all gold suit and confidently puffing a smoke in his cigarette.

His gaze went towards me and he smiled devilishly.

"Our Champ is here!" He said enthusiastically.

Hindi ako nagsalita. Hinayaan ko muna siyang tumawa saglit at saka siya tumayo at lumapit sa akin.

"What do you want, Markus?" Tanong ko agad.

"You really know me, Moscov."

"What. Do. You. Want." Seryoso kong tanong ulit.

Isang malakas na tawa ang lumabas sa kanya at hinahagod ang kanyang balbas habang umiikot sa akin. He's always like this everytime he needs me. Mukhang may ipapagawa nanaman siya.

"Can you fight tomorrow?" He asked.

Just like what I've expected. Palagi niya akong pinapatawag kapag may ipapagawa siya sa akin. Lalong-lalo na kapag may mga bagong kalaban na tiyak na magpapayaman pa sa kanya lalo.