Everyone stared at the man walking away, Trevor moved to stop him but Doctor Alec held him back. "Just give him some time to himself, he'll be back." Doctor Alec muttered and Trevor grunted. Immediately Damon entered the elevator, Trevor turned to the men. "Look, if any one of you wants to go back to that hell, feel free to leave now because if anyone says trash again about the late General or his Will, I'm not sure what I'm gonna do. I know you all don't value your life but just as a warning, I won't hesitate to kill anyone here if the person says any trash again. If you're not okay with the new boss, then fucking leave because I won't tolerate what happened here again today." Trevor said venomously and stormed out of the place. Doctor Alec cleared his throat and turned towards the baffled-looking men, he could see that some of them were angry but the best thing about the whole thing is, they can not act on their anger. What could be more fun? "Hey!" Doctor Alec called and Anthon
"You'll need to sign a few documents before I can officially affirm your approval." The AI stated and Damon palmed his face. Is he doing the right thing?The question arose in his mind and he couldn't help but answer it, however, the problem is that he doesn't have an appropriate answer. It was a yes or no question but he can't give such an answer because he seems to be torn between the two. General Leo had given him a chance to clear his father's name, a chance to fulfill the dream that his late father had always dreamt of, a chance to have vengeance against those who had wronged him and his family, a chance to lead, a chance to be powerful and the most important of all, a chance to meet his family again, to find his family. But... In all these CHANCES, dangers creep around every part of it, taking the chance means embracing all forms of dangers, embracing a new gush of enemies. Would he be able to handle it? Can he? Would he meet the General's expectations or would he flunk fl
"Sorry, Anthony." He muttered and pulled the trigger. The sound bang was the next thing everyone heard and they stood frozen.Damon looked at the gun that had just fired a bullet, mist dancing at the muzzle of the gun and he inhaled it. God, he's getting addicted to the smell. He looked in the direction Anthony was kneeling with a frown on his face, Anthony's expression radiates shock and fear at the same time and that's what he loves to see. He looked down at the hole his bullet had created just a few inches from where Anthony was kneeling. Damon's eyes trail from the shocked Anthony to the men standing a few feet away from him and there could be nothing better or satisfying seeing the confused expression on their faces. A goal well attained. Killing Anthony would give him the ruthless image he needs but not killing him gives him something much greater and that's what he desires. He doesn't want the men to only fear him, he wants their respect as well and he shall earn it. Th
"What the fuck is wrong with you Damon! How could you shoot him just like that!?" Trevor demanded angrily moving towards the bleeding Zach on the floor."Don't you dare touch him, Trev or I'll kill him without giving him a chance to explain himself." Damon's voice boomed angrily and Trevor halted on his track wondering what was going on. Everyone there was shocked, in deep shock and some were angry seeing one of their own on the floor bleeding from the thigh. "Anthony, go and clean up, I want you in the meeting hall in the next twenty minutes, if you hinder for a second, I'll punch some sense into you." He instructed the shocked-looking Anthony. "Yes, boss." Anthony saluted and left quickly. "Jerry, take Zach to the meeting hall and make sure he's chained to something." He ordered Jerry and glare at the man on the floor groaning in pain, blood oozing out of the hole created by the bullet. "Who the hell are you to order me? You have a lot of explanation to do, why the fuck did you
Damon woke up feeling relaxed... Relaxed? It was a positive and negative feeling, his body is relaxed because it got the desired rest, he'd not been able to sleep well for some days now but he was able to have a good rest today, however, his mind isn't at rest, the mind is teetering with different thoughts and he just couldn't help it. It is true when they say a man never truly rests till he dies. He's not ready to die yet, they're so many things to do, and so many people to subjugate... There are people he wants to beg for mercy and he shall not grant it to them. Mercy, forgiveness, love, trust, and compassion aren't in his dictionary anymore, he'd created a new dictionary, especially for his odyssey, a new man that would seek nothing but vengeance against those that wronged him and make his family suffer... He shall not forgive, he's not as big-hearted as God, he's a mere mortal, he'd been pushed to the limits and he'd had enough of all the bull shits, he'd had enough. Damon Hect
The door slid open and a woman stepped into the hall, her eyes darting around in suspicion. Damon's heart began to beat furiously as his eyes beheld the woman who'd just walked into his new Empire. "Mother?" He murmured, his eyes fixed on the woman that was still looking at everyone present in the room mistrustfully.Trevor noticed Damon's sudden change in expression and ordered everyone out except Doctor Alec and Electra. The woman's eyes were fixed on Damon curiously, her brain giving rise to different questions but she couldn't talk, she's just a servant here and they're not given a chance to talk or say anything. Damon went closer to the woman with mixed emotions, the abandonment, his cries, his pain and suffering, he'd been in darkness because of her and he's still in darkness with no hope of coming out just because of that night she didn't take him along. He was willing to suffer with her, do everything with her. He just wants one thing, her presence by his side, when he's
Damon paced furiously around the hall of the emergency room, fear gripped his heart and shredded the poor organ into thousands of pieces, many possibilities were running through his mind; the possibility that he could lose his mother immediately after he found her was the one that's churning every cell in his body resulting to his restlessness. He'd been angry, he was angry at her for abandoning him in the dark, he was angry because of all the pains and suffering he'd gone through but along the line, he'd thought differently. Life hadn't been a bed of roses for her either, from what he'd seen, she looked so fragile that while she was unconscious in his arms, he held her so delicately for fear of crushing her bones. He didn't know why she chose to abandon him but he'd find out once she's up. Damon isn't the type that prays always, he rarely prays or maybe, he doesn't at all but at this delicate juncture in time, he closed his eyes and prayed for the well-being of his mother, he plead
Damon stared at the fragile looking woman sleeping on the bed and his heart felt this sorrow that he never knew existed for his mother, he'd always harbored anger and bitterness towards his mother for leaving him but seeing her right now in such a condition, all the anger and bitterness evaporated. Life hasn't been good to her either, one could tell by the look of her skinny body, cheekbones, and beautiful long hair that seems arid, he got his hair from his mother. He sat down on the chair close to her and took her bony hand into his, "Mother..." He murmured the name and it sounded so strange to him, he had no idea when last he called that name.He heard a sound at his back and he turned to notice Electra standing straight, her eyes focused on a particular section of the wall. "Am I not opportune to have some little privacy with my mother?" He asked and Electra turned to look at her boss. "Of course, you do, boss." She replied calmly."Then why are you here?" He asked, his eyes foc