Multiple laughter burst right through the air. Kevin didn't even realize when tears started streaming down from his face as he rolled over with his hands over his stomach...
"Poor and delusional! Two epic traits that you barely find in people these days!" He laughed harder. "Does it look like this is some sort of joke to you Stinky Saint!" Lady Erica added, sending another ripple of laughter running off through the hall. Despite their humiliating laughter, Saint kept the calm with his hands slightly clenched. He had been made to constantly go through their humiliation and he could not pick out a day that had gone by without it But looking at Victoria, slammed helplessly to her seat was a sting to his heart. "Even a dog would come out as the winner in a competition with you Saint. Don't ever think that you can have one with me!" Sparrow's face was laced with disdain. "Or maybe we should do as he says!" Lady Erica's words forced the hall into a sudden silence once again. They could not believe their eyes. Lady Erica has always had the highest resentment for her Son-in-law. How could I see them supporting him now? "You are trying to be funny right? Grandma!" Inquired Sage with a subtle chuckle. However, the growing seriousness of Lady Erica's stare was a negation to the statement. "Saint has always wanted a way to prove that he is worthy of our Victoria here. Then why don't we give him that chance that he has always desperately craved for. If he finds the heir of the Dragon Clan then he would remain Victoria's husband and have the blessing of the family too. But if not, he would have to sign the divorce agreement with her!" Saint stared at Victoria. Her head constantly shaking in a horrid disapproval. However Saint knew how much she had always wanted this. She had given a lot of things just to be with him over the years and it was his turn to return the favor. "I agree with the terms. As long as you don't break the promise yourself!" Saint, pulling his eyes away from Victoria, replied. "Then you should get your things packed already!" Sparrow chuckled, his face brightening up with smiles. "And my dear Victoria, see you at the altar soon!" Those were his last words before leaving. Saint returned home with Victoria who had her face all lined up with worries. Her heart pounded in her ears right into that of Saint's and she would not speak throughout the journey. "Do you have something bothering you?" The Saint immediately got home. "You knew very well that it's impossible to first get the heir of Dragon Clan before Sparrow. He has all the connections. How do you even intend to beat him?" Her voice came forcefully off from her lungs. She quivered, her head scattered all over the place until Saint came over and hugged her tightly. "You have done enough for me. Just let me do this. And you don't have to worry, we will start our search from where Sparrow won't think of looking. Just trust me!" ****** The blazing heat caused Saint to bottle up with sweat that streamed down from his face like a stream of water. From the registry, his search has been narrowed down to a certain age and a certain place that no one would have thought of searching. The Dragon Clan before putting up such an announcement to the public, with an almost vague picture of the heir, would have done all the search that anyone would think of doing. They were a powerful family after all. He would only think of doing something that they would not easily think of. Though he could feel his bones already weakening from the tiredness that ran through his vines, he could not stop. While he walked, he heard the sound of screeching wheels right before him and the multiple yells from the crowd. His being jolted out of his body as the side glass of the restaurant beside him brought his consciousness to the fact that an over speeding truck approached him violently. His heart pounded in his ears as his consciousness raced. Quickly, he tried to spin over and avoid the car, however, the closeness of the car made it impossible, suddenly crushing right into him. The last thing that he could remember was his consciousness gradually squeezing away from him and leaked all over his broken skin. Saint tried to breathe but it seemed like his lungs had suddenly lost their functions and life gradually slipped out of him. While he gasped for breath, the sound of footsteps overshadowed the sirens that had suddenly filled the scene. A familiar hand, and a face dripping over with villainess shot glasses boring right into his eyes. "You were just too smart for me to allow roaming through the streets. But you would not say I didn't warn you. I am the only one that has the right to winning the bet and having Victoria just like it should have always been. While you should be back to the hellhole you came from any moment from now!" Sparrow Jackson placed his hands right over Saint's face, giggled and walked away. The stretcher came, the doctors rushing him into the van. And while Saint gradually slipped away, a part of him that seemed to have been sucked away into the deep dark hole of his mind gradually came rushing back. His memories that seemed to have stopped right from the time that he met with Victoria came rushing in like a stream. And the realization of Saint's true identity came stoning back to him like a hard brick. He wasn't the useless Son-in-law that everyone thought he was, he was rather the heir that everyone sort for. The mighty heir and owner of the Dragon clan that seemed to have gone missing almost ten years ago. "Saint Dragon!"Related Chapters
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The Dragon Clan used to rule the world under its powerful heir, Saint Dragons, the strongest leaders the clan has known.Saint was known as the strongest leader that the clan has ever had, making it grow beyond anything that anyone could ever imagine.However, seven years ago, at the apex of the power of the Dragon Clan, the mighty heir seemed to have gone missing.No one could point out his whereabouts, no matter how hard they searched for him. That was because he was supposed to be dead.The Seven Clan, the most powerful family group in the country council, were afraid that the Dragon clan was going to be the end of them. So they decided to end the power house that the clan had known to have down history.Their mighty heir, Saint but somehow, he survived, however, without his memories or the truth of the power that he possessed.It was always said that once a person loses their memories, they would also lose the power that they possess except at the moment of their reawakening or de
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"Second floor, third floor and fourth floor!" The men of the house stared at the strange man that Jerry had with him with suspicion laced all over their faces.And one thing that Saint could reckon. They were all new. The walk continued and they were not interrupted by anyone.Until they got to the fourth floor"And where do you think that you are heading to?" Inquired the head of the fourth floor as he quickly intersected Jerry and and Saint.Jerry's face suddenly broke up into cold sweat once again, his words stuck in his mouth and he could barely get them out.His face stormed off to where Saint stood with his increasing cold gaze and the surge of energy that swizzled all around him before returning his gaze to the sixth set leader."What's the need of exposing him here when I can get him to meet with the Clan leader and he could regret ever causing harm to my team!" He thoughtHowever, his PTSD prevented him from being able to make out words until Saint quickly stepped forward.
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The men lodged like hungry lions at Saint, seeking only to tear him in limbs and bones.Their gazes were fierce, throwing their attacks at him from every side. However, Saint didn't stop.His punch and kicks send the men flying right off through the air. The men groaned in pain and Fredrick had to shield himself from the men flying at him from every possible side.Saint returned as the devouring spare that he had always been. Jerry Shivered, seeing the men dwindle in their numbers.Initially he had thought that his men were tired after their early morning training. That was the only reason that they were defeated so easily.'Its true! He is the m Dragon heir that has been rumored to be dead!' His mind raced with thoughts with his eyes bulging out from his pockets.Who would have believed that he would get to meet with this person while he was still alive. His heart shivered. And he had dared to challenge this person to a fight.He was as good as dead.Soon the men all lay on the floor
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Saint's Uncle's eyes ran deep into his soul. Though it looked like the person that he had trusted most with his life had suddenly become one of the new Dragon administrations, he refused to believe them."Your tongue doesn't function well anymore, child? You were supposed to remember anything that happened.You were supposed to live a happy life. So indulge me. How come you are here!"A lightning bolt of possibilities hit Saint. The man that he had thought saved him that night was his Uncle.Multiple emotions rose up in his heart as he hugged his Uncle tightly, letting out every bit of it."I thought!""Something happened to me? Have you forgotten that I am still from the Dragon bloodline? Nothing happens to us so easily! It looks like you haven't fully recovered from the memory lapse yet!" He added.Saint smiled slightly, the lines barely cutting through his face. This was his Uncle for sure."So what if you are some sought after ancestor with the bloodline of the Dragon family Clan
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Saint decided to go on to the hospital with no member of the Dragon Clan apart from the man that led the way.Though a member of his Clan was being taken care of there. There still stood a lot of people that needed help.And his selfishness was going to speak through if he dared to disrupt the medical process of these patients.However, getting into the ward where he had been admitted, another person laid on the bed.Ken had his face flooded with confusion, his eyes deepening right into their sockets."Then we should look for him!" Saint's calmness edged through the room.Their search eventually leads them off through the glimpse of the hall, a nurse rolling him off in a wheel bed."Where are you taking master Griffin to?" Ken's face burned red with anger. It seemed like he was going to tear the nurse that stood right before him apart however Saint prevented him from doing so."Where are you taking him off to?" Saint inquired."Ward 99!"Ken's face suddenly grew pale. The ward Ninety
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The place was boxed with cars that were lined all around the place. The priest stood right before Victoria and Jack Sparrow took their vows..Staring right into the eyes of the man that stood before her Victoria wanted to punk, her face grew red and puffy.He felt like she was going to let out the tears that she had gathered in her eyes. But taking multiple sips of self control, she was able to control herself."You should smile for your husband at least!" Jack Sparrow noted revealing his golden tooth was again.Victoria really wanted to throw up, returning his gesture with a thick frown.'Like it or not, I'm going to have you for myself tonight!' Jack thought with his face beaming with smiles."If anyone has anything against this union. Speak now or forever hold your peace!" The priest was barely done with his words when a sudden yell came through the crowd.Everyone's attention shifted towards the sudden intrusion. Lady Erica stood up from her seat with clenched hands immediately he
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The gift before them brought jaw dropping gaze from the crowd, while Lady Erica stood with her gaze high up in the air"Jack Sparrow is the real deal!" Praised Kevin."Unlike that flinch who can barely afford to feed himself!""It was nothing! I just wanted to make a simple surprise for Victoria and nothing more!" Jack Sparrow returned with a subtle smile on his face."A simple surprise you call it! You're so modest Jack Sparrow and can't wait to have you as my Son-in-law already.Shouldn't you sometimes talk about the gift that Jack got for you?" Lady Erica's eyes were carved in a questioning manner as her gaze bore right through Victoria..Victoria hesitated with her gaze titling right into each other. For a few moments, her gaze fixed in the clear space that was before him.."Oh! The gift! That's very much Jack Sparrow. It was so thoughtful of you. But until we get married, can we skip getting the expensive gifts?" Victoria ended walking off from the placeThe thanks that came off
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The night air was crisp and cool as Saint walked along the quiet streets, his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. The city lights flickered in the distance, but he wasn’t paying attention to them. His mind was elsewhere, replaying everything that had happened in the past few days. Victoria. Paige. The ambush. His jaw clenched as he exhaled sharply, shaking his head. The thoughts of him destroying the kin clan and what his uncle had warned him concerning it kept flowing back into his head. Before he could entertain the thought any further, his senses suddenly sharpened. Something was off. He halted mid-step, his ears picking up the slightest shuffle of movement behind him. Too late. A thick cloth was shoved over his face. The strong scent of chemicals invaded his nostrils as he struggled against the men holding him down. He lashed out, elbowing one in the ribs, but there were too many of them. Their grips were ironclad, dragging him backward into a van before he c
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The patron had to contain his anger and stormed out of the Zlate villa. All his efforts to get lady Erica to show him to where Saint was turned futile. But he didn't want to give up yet, for the sake of Jake's life—he couldn't give up. "I'm going to find Saint and make sure I bring him to you, Jake, no matter what it cost!" The patron vowed to himself and started his car. He wanted to go back to the hospital to meet doctor Vincent but then he remembered that he had said there was no way he could contact Saint and that only angered the patron the more. "How come I'm just hearing of Saint for the first time?" He asked himself as he started the engine of the car. His car was already in motion, driving far away from the Zlate villa but he was unsure of where he was heading to. He needed to find Saint before the day was over, but he didn't even know what he looked like, or where he was. A loud sigh escaped his lips as he partly concentrated on his driving, thinking of where next to
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The patron didn't know if he should give into his desire to laugh or reprimand the doctor for trying to evoke a jocular atmosphere in a situation like this. But the tone and the look on the doctor's face kept him back from doing either. "What do you mean by getting Saint to come heal Jack?!" The patron frowned at him, hoping he would cease if indeed he was trying to stir up a joke. "I saw Jack at Saint's wedding when I went to present my gifts to them. Jack must definitely know who Saint is." Doctor Vincent replied. The patron was even more confused, "who is this Saint you keep speaking of?" The patron asked. "You do not know who he is?" Doctor Vincent sounded surprised, "he is the only one who can save Jack at this point. And I have to be honest with you on that." He confessed. The patron then shifted to the edge of his seat. "I have no idea who he is, please tell me more about him." The patron urged. "Well, few weeks back, Saint came Into this hospital to heal not just one bu
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Saint's breathing came out in a ragged state as he looked over the remains of what used to be the kin clan. He had destroyed everything in sight, and not even a single soul was spared. He managed to manoeuvre his way past the dead bodies scattered everywhere across the floors. He looked down onto his own body and noticed the blood stains all over his clothes—not a single drop of blood had spilled from him but rather the blood stains were from all the people he had slaughtered. Knowing that he needed to wash the blood stains off of him before he retired back to his clan so he wouldn't give his uncle another heart attack, he made his way back Into the building, hoping to find any place that he could wash the blood from him. The cloak of darkness still surrounding the whole place prevented him from finding his way to any bathroom outlet and there wasn't any room in sight, just a vast space filled with bodies of the people he had killed. He let out a loud sigh knowing that he would
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The entire house was as silent as a graveyard by the time Victoria made it back. Not a single sound could be heard—the usual sound of the TV blaring was absent; As Jack never missed his nightly shows, not even for the world. But tonight was different from the rest. The house was equally as dark and Victoria had a hard time finding the switches so she could turn the lights on. "Jack?" Victoria called out, wiping the perspiration from her face, "Where the hell are you, Jack?" She called out again, but the only response she got was her voice echoing off the walls and bouncing back to her. It felt like the house was empty, there was not a sign of a soul in the house—all the house workers, including the security guard that was meant to be stationed at the gate had suddenly disappeared. Victoria marched up the stairs to be sure of what was happening. Had those men all taken everyone in the house out? It was possible that they would have, if they wanted to keep anyone back from coming af
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In the darkness of the night, Victoria could still see the men grimacing in pain as they all tried to get back up on their feet. She struggled to get over the shock of having Saint walk away from her without bothering to ask her to come with him. She didn't know if to follow Saint or go back to Jack Sparrow; but the logical answer would be to go back to Jack's house and remain with him. There was no need to trying to patch things that was impossible to mend. "That bloody bastard!" Victoria emotions suddenly got the better of her, "he couldn't even lift a finger to save me!" She yelled out into the night, not caring who had heard her. "Why....why did I agree to divorce Saint and get married to a useless man like Jack Sparrow....that bloody idiot!""Oh gosh....I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid for letting Saint off just like that!" Victoria continued berating herself and tugging her hair in frustration. She sniffed back in the tears that threatened to cascade down her cheeks. She could