ORGÁNOSI I: Broken Mask

ANTECEDENT: CHAPTER 51

 ANTECEDENT: CHAPTER 51

MIDNIGHT felt a bullet pierce through his side. Hot with a searing pain that almost took his breath as he staggered back, pressing a hand to his wound to prevent excessive bleeding. Feeling the slick warmth of his own blood, Midnight pressed his wound harder as he struggled to escape.

He felt it in his gut before he entered the premises. Something was off with this mission. It was too easy for a mission given by his father.

He knew and could feel danger coming, but he didn't want to back out to protect his brother.

This mission was a disaster—made only for him. The enemies knew he was coming; a sniper was set up in advance to incapacitate him and they succeeded.

But he would never let himself be captured.

Midnight didn't know what the purpose of this mission was. To warn him go be obedient? To punish him for what he did? Or to make him understand how powerless he really was?

Midnight forced his legs to move. One step. And then another. Everything was blurry with blur lights blaring in his face, but he couldn't stop. Not now. He had to escape.

His vision had wavered and the edges turning black, but he pushed himself to get to a safe place. He didn't even know where his legs were taking him. All he cared about was escaping and going to the place where he felt safe.

Staggering as he entered the extraction car he prepared, he drove into a busy street, and he navigate it with a sheer will to escape. He heard loud honks, the sound of clashing cars, but he takes them no heed.

Midnight continued on his path to a safe place.

With strong determination and perseverance to live and be free, he forced himself toward the only place his unconscious mind knew was safe.

More than an hour later, Midnight found himself in front of his big brother's house. A place foreign to him, but became a safe place because of his big brother.

Midnight felt like laughing and crying at the same when he pushed the door, and it opened.

Unlocked. As if welcoming him, which was absurd.

A few steps inside and he collapsed.

He's in a safe place now. He can finally let himself rest.

However, not long after, his consciousness came back, but he couldn't move. His eyes remained firmly shut; he couldn't open them. But he could hear the familiar voice of his brother and his butler, Cloud.

Please don't send me away. Please... Midnight pleaded in his thoughts. I won't overstay my welcome. Please.

Midnight then felt himself floating. He had been picked up and carried him to a mattress. Just minutes passed when he suddenly felt a sharp prick on his arm, followed by a hand gently and carefully bandaging the wound.

"He just lost too much blood and passed out." He heard Cloud's voice. "That's all."

Who is he talking to?

And then he heard the familiar voice of his brother.

"And this will do, right?" He sounded worried and his voice was coming from beside himself.

Then Midnight's felt it, a warm hand patting his head and combing his hair. It felt nice and comfortable that he was falling unconscious by choice.

It felt nice.

"I wonder why he's here..."

Midnight's surroundings faded, and his tense body loosened.

It's okay now. It's safe. Kuya is here. This was Midnight's thought as he drifted back to unconsciousness.