“Damien it’s me, Carlton. Are you with Yuri?”Damien stretched his neck for a bit as he was driving. “I am coming back home. It is late at night. Ash demands I go home now. Why?”“I got some information from the correction officers that frequent Clarissa’s cells. They confirmed that she indeed has a visitor these past days. I’m back in your manor. Come quick and call Yuri too.”“Really?” Damien nodded. “Alright. Let’s meet in the house.” Damien gave Yuri a call too and they all returned back to the place. Damien removed his coat and gave it to the maids before coming back to the family who were now discussing in the living room. Once Damien’s presence is shown, they all stand up to greet him. A few seconds after, Yuri arrives too just in time. They all gather around the living room.Carlton then puts an envelope on the table. “These pictures are taken from the CCTV camera in the prison. It was not easy to get these.”“How much did they ask.”“It drained my bank account if I am going
PETERSBURG, KRAVSKA, 27 YEARS AGOThe news about the arrival of President Wellis of the States erupted the news. Just like any festival, the streets of Kravska welcomed every foreigner that came into their place, except for some locals who didn't really favor their arrival. Amongst these people who were unwelcoming was the most notorious gang of the capital of Kravska, the Sumerkis— which is feared by both the locals as well as the government for their rise to power. They were composed of thousands of gang members that prowl the streets of Petersburg at night and engage in shady transactions and drug dealing. They were also known for human trafficking and selling prostitutes to high officials of the city. The Sumerkis are known to run the biggest casino in Kravska, the Dawn, where most of the high-profile celebrities, foreigners, and even government officials spend most of their day gambling. And when they owe the Dawn some money for their losses, the Czar is whom they deal with.
A young girl heard the sound of a gun ringing through the entire house. Being overly familiar with what it was, she opened her eyes wide and quickly jumped out of bed. She tiptoed slowly towards her door and listened closely to the sound of whispering in the hallways, people that didn’t speak her dialect. Her chest raced further. Reaching out for a small knife from her drawer, the eldest daughter of the Vasiliev family crept beside the door, waiting for someone to come inside her bedroom. She gripped the blade tightly as she could hear them stopping in front of her room. They started picking the lock of her room. “Faster! We need to kill her too!”“Boss didn’t say anything about killing their family!”“What the fuck are you talking about? She is just like any other Vasiliev! Did you hear? This particular one is a great fighter—“A knife causes him to cut off his words. The talking Vigilante immediately dropped to the ground with a hole in his stomach, making him dead. His other frie
The young girl woke up in a hospital bed. Wires lodged all throughout her body. The walls were so white that they almost blinded her. At first, she didn’t realize where exactly she was, but upon seeing the machines all around her, she immediately knew where it was. It was the same room the people in white coats took her siblings when their condition grew worse when they’re ill. That’s all she knew. She panicked, frantically looking around her surroundings, worried about the fate of her other siblings, but no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find them. “You’re awake,” a gentle voice of a woman was the first sound she heard. A woman dressed in a lavish fuschia dress with white fur suddenly emerged from the foot of her bed to her side near the machine. Ash lifted her eyes slowly, clenching her jaw slowly at the person before her. “Who’re you?” “My name is Rose.” the woman introduced to her, then sat on the space beside her bed, “And you are Anastachya Vasiliev. Daughter of Yulia
People cheered around the ring as a small girl was constantly being beaten up by a huge man whose arms were thrice the size of her thigh. Blood splurted everywhere as the girl flew from all across the ring. The people chanted the fighter's name as they took indulgence to see the girl being beaten to a pulp. The fighter laughed maniacally, throwing blow after blow against her stomach and skull. If she were any kid, she would've died at the moment he punched her head. If she was some little girl who knew nothing about fighting— her neck would've been twisted past Sunday, and she would've laid on the floor lifeless. But then again, she was special. All of a sudden, the fighter saw a faint glimmer of death in her eyes as if something flashed something uncanny between his sight. A face of a girl who wanted to skin him alive. "What the fuck are you looking at, hm?" he pushed her around, and the young girl just allowed him to. She was but a leaf, so light and really crum
The crowd roared as Ash made her way to the center of the fighting ring. She was just a kid, but she was already an expert fighter, having killed several adult men who had dared to challenge her. Her reputation preceded her, and many in the crowd were both afraid and awestruck by her prowess.But Ash didn't care about their fear or admiration. She was here to win, to prove that she was the best. And as she stood in the center of the ring, she focused all her attention on her opponent, a burly man with bulging muscles and a confident smirk.The man charged at her, throwing a punch that Ash dodged with ease. She countered with a swift kick to his chest, knocking him back several steps. The crowd gasped, impressed by her agility and speed.But the man wasn't deterred. He came at her again, this time with a flurry of punches and kicks that Ash deftly evaded. She waited for the right moment, and then struck him with a powerful blow that sent him crashing to the ground.The crowd erupted int
Ash sat by her little brother's bedside, her hand resting on his small chest as she watched him breathe. He looked so peaceful, so innocent, and Ash felt a wave of sadness wash over her as she realized that she was about to leave him.She looked up at Rose and Tyrell, who were standing at the foot of the bed, watching her with gentle eyes."We have to go, Ash," Rose said softly. "The doctors will take care of him, and we'll make sure that he gets the best care possible."Ash nodded, her eyes filling with tears. It was hard to leave her little brother, but she knew that he was in good hands.Rose and Tyrell helped her to her feet, and then led her out of the hospital. They climbed into a waiting car, and soon they were speeding towards the airport.As they drove, Rose and Tyrell explained their plan to Ash. They were taking her to the States, where they had a home and a life waiting for her. They would take care of her, provide for her, and help her build a new life.“Since you will be
In the heart of a bustling city stood a small, modest building that was home to a group of children who had been left without parents. It was an orphanage, a place where these young souls sought refuge from a world that had abandoned them. The building was surrounded by a lush garden that the children tended to, with bright flowers and leafy trees that provided a sense of calm and tranquility amidst the chaos of the city. Inside, the rooms were simple but cozy, filled with bunk beds and personal belongings that gave each child a sense of belonging. The children themselves were a lively bunch, with bright eyes and infectious laughter that filled the halls. Some were shy and withdrawn, while others were boisterous and outgoing, but they all shared a bond that went beyond blood or heritage. They were a family, united by their shared experiences and the love and care of the staff who looked after them. Amongst these children was one named Damien. As Damien walked around the orp