ORGÁNOSI I: Broken Mask

ANTECEDENT: CHAPTER 46

ANTECEDENT: CHAPTER 46

THE WORLD around Midnight was in chaos. Gunfire rattling in the air, blood soaking into the concrete beneath his feet. He could feel the bullets tearing through his flesh, but he didn't stop fighting. He couldn't. This was the only way he could live.

His fist slammed against an attacker's jaw, sending his opponent to the floor, but another came from behind. He twisted his body, barely dodging a dagger attack aimed at his ribs.

Pain pierce through his arm—another bullet had hit him. His body was screaming for him to stop. Only sheer willpower kept him fighting. He knew that this was a fight he couldn't win.

In this chaos, someone slammed into him, tackling him to the ground. He groaned as he forcefully rolled his body, grabbing the fallen gun on the floor and shutting the man point-blank on the chest.

Blood sprayed on his face, but he shoved the man off of him before struggling to get up.

I just need to take this fight out in the open.

Midnight fought his way out of the facility. His opponents followed him out, bullets raining and gunfire rattling.

Just as a bullet pierced his arm—

A sharp whistling sound cut through the air.

A sniper's bullet.

For a split second, everything slowed. And then his enemies started dropping like flies, one after another.

Amidst the blood and corpses around him, a smile graced on Midnight's lips.

His back-up had arrived.

I'll live, he thought as he made his way out of the facility, wounded and bleeding. He didn't let himself fall until he was out of the wall. Only then did he let himself passed out.

When Midnight woke up, he was already in the hospital. Atticus was sitting beside his bed, watching him like a hawk.

"Boss!" Atticus became agitated after seeing Midnight woke up. "I'll call the doctor!" Then he just stormed out.

Atticus returned with a doctor, who promptly examined Midnight. The doctor's first words were, "You're incredibly lucky to be alive after all those bullet wounds and blood loss. It was a long operation to repair your wounds. For now, we will continue to carefully monitor your condition, watching for any signs of potential complications. So, what you can do is take your prescribed medication, get some good rest, and leave the rest to us—we'll take care of everything."

Midnight nodded with a smile and thanked the doctor.

When it was just him and Atticus in the room, his smile disappeared as he asked Atticus, "fill me in on what happened after I passed out."

Atticus nodded. "Following your instructions, I managed to get you out of there. However, it wasn't just me on the scene. There was a sniper, but getting you to safety was more urgent, so I couldn't investigate. However, I'm certain whoever did it is an ally."

"And Chaos?"

A shadow fell over Atticus' face, his expression darkening. "He's safe. He left the country almost immediately. Love is monitoring his movement."

Midnight nodded. "That's good."

Atticus pressed his lips into a thin, grim line, his jaw tight with barely suppressed emotion. "Why did you do that?" His fist clenched. "You know he's going to betray you. Why did you still team up with him?"

With a sigh, Midnight closed his eyes. "My father would surely punish him if I didn't play along."

"But boss—"