"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,
Damon gazed at the briefcase in front of him, an uncomfortable feeling welcomed him again. He'd retrieved the briefcase from the X-SPOT, General Leo had kept the box hidden there, and the place he'd hidden it was in his room. The X-SPOT was in no other place than Damon's room.General Leo had once come to Damon's room and pointed to a particular wall as an X-SPOT, he'd told Damon that he'd kept something extremely important there and no matter what, he should not disclose it to anyone. General Leo had shown him the X-SPOT before he traveled to meet his wife back in the United States of America. The burial had been done in an honorable way a few days ago, some infamous people showed up and some of the men claimed to have known some of them so, Damon had no say on who to attend the burial and who not to, it's just that as long as he's concerned, everyone is a suspect to him and would always be. Trusting someone wasn't something that was in him, that trait in him was shaken after his
A loud bang on Damon's door woke him up making him cuss angrily, "Who the fuck is that senseless ass hole that wants to bring my door down?" He mumbled the question and stood up with a yawn and began to head towards the door with the plan to punch some little senses in the person. He looked through the small monitor that was installed on the door and a low sigh escaped his mouth when he saw who it was, another loud bang on the door made him open the door to behold the anxious-looking man. "Yes, Anthony?" Damon asked casually."You need to come down immediately, there's an argument going on between the men and they all seem to be attacking Trevor," Anthony explained and Damon cocked his brow."If you're joking about this or if by chance I find out that it's a prank, I'm gonna rip your tongue out and probably gouge your eyes out too," Damon warned and stepped out of his room. "Agreed, please come down quick," Anthony said and began to head towards the elevator.Damon let out a grunt