"What happened? If my family was so perfect, what led to our separation? How come I am alone with no one by my side?" The questions rolled off his tongue and General Leo felt his questions slicing his heart and shredding it into pieces.Damon noticed the hesitation in the General, he had no idea what could be going on in the General's mind, he knew something big was bothering him but what could that be? "I'll tell you everything Damon but first, let me tell you a story about three brothers from different mothers, three brothers from the streets of the United States who made it to the top by standing by each other. Each of us has our uniqueness." He began and Damon listened attentively. By mere mentioning of the street, General Leo had captured his attention already. Knowing that his father was from the street too hit a different spot in him, knowing that despite being from the street, he made a happy family but... How did everything got ruined? "Your father was the quiet and brainy
Damon's eyes trail back to the picture again, he has no idea what to think and what not to think. Different thoughts swirl in his mind but he couldn't grasp a single one, all the thoughts seemed to be coming in all at once and hence his inability to grasp or hold onto a single one. His father-in-law was a good friend of his father, not only was he a good friend, he was more like a brother to him.He stared hard at the picture, three powerful men laughing in a picture... What went awry? Damon raised his head from the photo album and stared at General Leo, their eyes locked and one could see that Damon's eyes hold thousands of questions and confusion while that of the general depicts fear and sadness. "What happened? How come you all went separate and where is my family? If truly I had a happy family, what happened to them? How come you're here, all alone? How come you and my father-in-law..." He paused in his endless questions to rephrase the name. Calling him father-in-law seems st
"He was set up, the truth was manipulated and all the blame for what happened was levied on your father. Your father was trapped so badly that there was no way out for him." He added and Damon's body tensed. "How? Who trapped him? I don't understand..." Damon questioned and General Leo sat down again, his heart beating furiously against his ribcage. "Your father was not just different among the brotherhood, he was the promising one. He's honest in his ways and he was the brain in our group. He had a little bit of political intentions but your mother never allowed him to go deep into it because of dangers. Your father can be cunning when he wants but he's mostly cunning to do good for the benefit of those in need. It was your father's dream to see the children on the streets have a good home, education, and food but it was his quest that got him killed because along the line, he made so many enemies as well as friends but he made powerful enemies including his business partners and b
Damon let out a low chuckle and stared at the General, the man he'd loved as a family, he had no idea what he was feeling.Anger?Nope. He's not angry, his feelings are so weird, so complicated... He's feeling so much complication that he doesn't know what he felt. He just felt empty, this emptiness that he doesn't know what would fill. "Why?" Damon asked, his voice a whisper, eyes locked with that of General Leo, he wanted to ask so many questions but that was the only one that came from his mouth, that single word was what came out. Why did he betray his father? How could he do that to him? "Why? What did my father do to you? I just don't understand, General, my father... I mean he was like a brother to you. I don't fucking know him but from the story you just told me, you three were more than brothers." He asked calmly, his eyes focused on the man whose eyes were lowered. All this was just too much for him to take in, the man he'd grown so fond of was responsible for the dea
Damon left the General's room feeling dejected, sorrows piercing every single cell of his body, his mind fogged when nothing but confusion, and anger rushed into him from distinct directions. He's feeling different emotions at the same time and that's driving him insane, he just wants to feel some ease, some sort of solitude no matter how little it might be. It was at this time that he wished the darkness would claim him, it was at this time that he wished not to feel any form of emotion, he just wanted to be engulfed in darkness... Darkness is always the best way to leave one's sorrows for a while and not alcohol. Many people have said that drowning one's sorrows in alcohol is the best way to forget it but it was an entirely different situation for him. When he's in pain, he doesn't wish for a bottle of wine that would mess up with his sense of reasoning, he just wishes for darkness. The darkness creates the best form of solitude for him, the best way to escape his sorrows is to c
Damon felt extremely uneasy, he was trying to think but the fear in him would not allow him, he can not seem to think straight and it seems like the more he tries to think, the more his brain becomes impassive. He picked up a stone and fling it into the sea, the stone created ripples before finally sinking deep into the sea. He watched the calm sea, the bright full moon illumination and he took in a deep breath of the fresh air. His mood discrepancies directly with the sea"Why?" He asked and he knew no one would answer but he still wants to ask, he wishes to ask that question. To ask why his life was in so much jeopardy, why nothing in his life ever seems normal.Nothing about him is typical, nothing about him is calm... All his life, he has always been from one trouble to another, from a deep crisis to a deeper one. Why can't everything be normal with him? He just wants a simple lifestyle, a happy one... he's not asking for much, and he's not wishing for much, he merely wants a
"Now, let's not prolong this matter, just tell me where the X-SPOT is and I'll spare your life, I promise." She muttered and came to stand in front of him with a heavily loaded gun ready to send him to join the general in heaven or hell... Only time would tell. Damon's brain declined to comprehend whatever was happening, maybe he understood what was happening but vetoed to accept it. "Sia... You killed the General?" He asked, his voice sounding so low and filled with astonishment.The woman in front of him just rolled her eyes, "It's normal to kill, killing ain't some big deal for me, and besides, General Leo could have died since but you came in the way, I couldn't complete my mission just because of you and do you know how degrading that is, especially for my career. I'm an assassin but I allow lust to stop me from doing my job, that's a big stain on my career and it's gonna take a lot of hard work to get that stubborn stain off." She said casually and Damon gave her a questioning
Damon strode out of the room Sia had been retained in since four A.M in the morning, looking red, he looked at the men standing before him, the urge to blow the traitor's head off was becoming enthusiastic but the only thing stopping him was the fact that he didn't know who the traitor was. "I'm not gonna ask who helped her escape but that person should know that the day I found out he's the one, that would be the day that person would take in his last oxygen on earth." He said with gritted teeth, his body vibrating with every structure of anger. He couldn't control what he was feeling, the feeling was so intense that punishing the guilty person would be the only thing that would bring him little solitude."Fuck!" He spat angrily, left the men standing in awe, and began to descend the stairs angrily, his feet were making a loud noise as he went down and soon the men watching him also followed him down. Damon began to pace to and fro, his mind filled with different thoughts. "Damon,