The explosion destroyed the lobby where Don Vito and Roseleen had clashed. At the site, the burned and dismembered corpses of the three men that accompanied Don Vito can be seen, gathered at one place. The corpses shook and was moved aside by the bloodied Don Vito, who was underneath the dead bodies. His henchmen apparently, noticed the unstable energy back then, and rushed to cover their Don from the explosion.
“Heh~, they were of use to me after all, as a meat shield though.”
Don Vito wore a smile while covered in blood mixed of his own and his pawns. That very scene, gave of a terrifying feeling that can even make the devil beg for his life.
“Daemon… McCoy… don’t expect that you’re safe because you escaped from me. I never let a prey get away, don’t think you are different! HA HA HA I will get you one day, even if it took me years to do so!”
Don Vito made a crazy yet evil sounding laugh with wide opened bloodshot eyes as he took off into the darkness, which makes you think he deserve to be in the top ten villain list.
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While walking at the familiar streets, firefighters and policemen passed Daemon and went straight to where the explosion came from. Making his mind up, Daemon headed to his uncle Amor’s house and inform him of what happened.
Because of Amor’s job as a Mafioso of the Testarossa family, and the fact that he is Roseleen’s biological brother, Daemon frequently visit his uncle with his parents. Thanks to this, Daemon didn’t have a hard time finding his way and walked for almost an hour before arriving at his destination. Standing in front of the door, Daemon reached for the doorbell and pressed it.
*DING DONG*
The doorbell had rang a few more times before getting a response from Amor.
“Aye, aye. I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Amor who was half asleep, replied to the sound of the doorbell. A few seconds had passed before the door knob twisted and the door opened.
“Sheesh, who would visit at time like this….?”
Amor muttered to himself nonchalantly. After seeing his unexpected visitor, Amor’s eyes were wide opened and had a worrying expression painted on his face after seeing the crying figure of Daemon at his front door. He did not expected to be visited by his nephew at this hour without anyone accompanying him, but what made him anxious is why Daemon’s crying.
“Uncle, mom and dad is *sob*sob*!”
Daemon clenched his fist and said while trying to hold his tears in. A short moment of silence had occurred between the two before Daemon surrendered to his emotions and rushed to his uncle. Daemon buried his face at Amor’s belly while wrapping his arms around Amor. Daemon cried his heart out while trying to inform his uncle on what had just happened to him and his parents.
“It’s too cruel, uncle! *sob*sob* they k-killed mom and dad *sob*sob*. I can’t even do anything… but run and save my pathetic self…”
Daemon accepted reality and admitted how weak he was. Regrets filled his heart, and disgust for his powerlessness to do anything, made him loathe himself.
“…I didn’t even get the chance to say that I love them.”
Daemon said while facing down with tears falling to the ground. After hearing his nephew’s words, Amor patted Daemon’s head while enduring the pain that is piercing his heart. He then kneeled and faced Daemon. Amor let out a sigh and locked his brown eyes with Daemon’s. He had an expressionless face that gave the feeling of someone who’s wearing a mask, but in reality, Amor is desperately keeping his cool and hides the rage and sadness from bursting out.
“It’s ok. Don’t push yourself, just tell me everything after you calm down.”
Amor’s words had a comforting tone that is partnered with a caring look on his face. Daemon calmed himself a little when he heard his uncle’s words, and told him everything that he had witnessed before escaping.
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“So four men in suits that had business with Roger, your dad, came to your house? And one of them is a middle-aged-man who has blonde hair and a noticeable scar at his left eye?”
“Yes. The other three men has no noteworthy aspects, and they seem to be inferior to the middle-aged-man.”
While making a thinking pose, Amor asked to confirm what he heard. Daemon’s description about the middle-aged-man, made Amor conclude who the culprit was.
[There’s no doubt about it, he’s finally made his move. Damn you Vito Testarossa! So he was warry of Roger from the start and involved my sister and nephew in this... I need to get Daemon out of the grasp of the Testarossa family. We should leave this country as soon as possible.]
Amor thought to himself. He then stood up from the ground at his front door and entered his house with Daemon.
“You must be tired, take a short rest for now. We would leave before sunrise. Italy… no, Europe is not a safe place for us anymore. We need to go where the influence of the Testarossa family cannot reach us…”
Amor said and made a bitter smile while looking above.
“…I think I know just the perfect place we could settle in for a while.”
After packing all the necessities that they need to leave the country, Amor and Daemon departed to the nearest airport.
“Uncle, where are we going?”
“Well, we’re going to where Roseleen and I were born, the Philippines. The Testarossa family doesn’t have that much influence there, plus it’s my native country and it shouldn’t be hard for you to adapt to the life style there.”
Amor informed Daemon about his plan for them to migrate and settle in a small country in Asia. After answering all of Daemon’s questions, they arrived at the airport and boarded a plane that will depart to Poland. When the pair arrived in Poland, Amor and Daemon took another flight that is going to another country in Europe. They continued their country hopping even in Asia. It took them a dozen flights before arriving at the Philippines.
“Why did we need to take all those troublesome flights, uncle? Couldn’t we have just taken a single flight from Italy to this place?”
Daemon is accustomed in traveling through airplanes and had an idea on how it generally works as a way of transportation, all because of his countless trips to other countries that he had taken with his parents.
“It had to be done so that we could avoid being traced. With all those stopovers that we took, the Testarossa family should have lost our tail for now.”
Amor confidently said while nostalgically viewing the surroundings outside the airport. They travel yet again to go to Manila, the capital city of the Philippines. After finding a cheap apartment to rent, Amor went outside and left sleeping Daemon at the apartment.
[Even if the odds of being caught by the Testarossa family here are low, I can’t be too lax. I need to make connections and be prepared for the worst case scenario.]
Amor thought while gathering information. Because of his experience as a former Mafioso of a big syndicate like the Testarossa family, gathering information here in the Philippines that has a few significant crime organizations, only took one day. The information Amor desired was about syndicates, important people, or other organizations around Manila, but due to his talent in information gathering, the data he gathered was not limited to Manila only. Amor also gained general information on some of the well-known people, mercenary groups, and syndicates around the country.
[Hmmm, Manila really did change after all this years, but there are somethings that is hard to change.]
While thinking about the changes in the Philippines after some time, Amor once again reviewed the list on his notebook.
* ASIONG “KING OF TONDO” SALONGA – LEADS A GANG THAT CONSISTS OF 12 MEMBERS THAT IS CALLED BY PEOPLE AS ‘DOCE APÓSTOLES’. BASE OF OPERATIONS IS AT TONDO, MANILA. INVOLVED IN MURDER, ILLEGAL…….
* ROSS “BOSS ROSS” PANGINIBAN – BOSS OF THE ‘KATARUNGAN1 SYNDICATE’. FOCUSES ITS OPERATIONS MORE AT LAS PIÑAS CITY…….
* REONARDO “NARDONG PUTIK” MANICIO – OPERATES IN A CITY CALLED CAVITE. RUMORED TO LEAD A GROUP THAT IS CALLED ‘KILABOT’2. INVOLVED IN FELONIOUS CRIMES LIKE MURDER, ILLE…….
* CIÒ CHE3......
* SATANAS GANG……
* MAHARL…….
* GO…….
Amor caressed his forehead and closed his notebook. He headed back to the apartment after shopping for some daily necessities and food supplies. When he and Daemon had finished their dinner, Amor made a serious expression and called out to Daemon.
“Hey kid.”
Daemon looked at Amor after hearing him called out to him. Daemon became stiff and a bit nervous after realizing Amor’s serious expression. Seeing that he got Daemon’s attention, Amor reached for his bag and pulled out a small case and offered it to his nephew. Daemon was confused for a second, but immediately came to his senses and took the small case and opened it. Daemon was shocked and trembled a little after seeing what’s inside. The contents of the small case was a .44 Magnum4 handgun that has a black barrel and grip and a silver cylinder and muzzle. Because of Daemon’s recent encounter with firearms, he was a bit traumatized and couldn’t refrain himself from remembering the time he’s beloved mother was wounded by a gun. Staring at the handgun while gasping for air with wide opened eyes full of anxiety, Amor closed the small case that made Daemon catch his breath and calm down.
“Well, considering what you experienced back at Italy, I couldn’t blame you from fearing a gun. Anyone would be traumatized after experiencing a life threatening incident like that, especially at a young age as yours.”
Amor said and gave Daemon a bitter smile and patted his head. Amor walked behind Daemon and on his way to the kitchen. He then stopped for a moment and opened his mouth once again.
“Being afraid is acceptable and understandable considering your young age, but…”
Amor turned and looked at Daemon with a determined look on his face.
“…you need to be strong and not once submit to your fears! I know it’s hard, but you have no choice. Don Vito is a prideful man, he will not look away once he sets his eyes on you. What’s worst is that he’s very tricky. A mere explosion is not enough to silent him!”
Daemon quivered with fear at Amor’s words, but Amor was not finished.
“You are weak Daemon… for now. Change is inevitable, you are not an exception. Starting tomorrow, you will be trained to be able to carry your own weight. Your age will not be overlooked, I won’t be going easy on you.”
Amor smirked at Daemon as he said his frightening declaration. But Daemon once again showed that he is mentally stronger and more mature than his appearance suggests. He immediately recovered himself and look directly at the intimidating eyes of Amor.
“I wouldn’t want you to hold back either old man. If that is what it takes for me to be strong as fast as possible, then I’ll gladly accept it. And for the record, I don’t plan on hiding forever. If I became strong enough, I’ll find that scar-faced Vito instead and kick his butt!”
Daemon responded with a huge grin on his face. Daemon’s reaction to Amor’s threatening words stunned him. Amor did not expect his nephew to be strong willed, that he even doubted that Daemon was a seven year old. This exchange of words made the two of them grow closer than before. Since then, Amor now refer to Daemon as ‘kid’, while Daemon calls Amor as ‘old man’, signifying that they have a more comfortable relationship now.