Chapter 32: Game on

~Tricia

"Tell me who the hell is he?" I gritted my teeth while grabbing his collar.

When he first woke up, I repeatedly asked him who they called boss or master, and despite my repeated punches, he remained silent.

His head is already bleeding as a result of what I did.

Serves him right.

I'm not sure if the gel I gave him has worn off yet, but he appears to be suffering from a headache.

He just looked at me and smirk, still silent.

“Let's see if you still don't want to talk.” I walked out of the room and into my weapon room. I got some dagger, brass knuckles, a pair of pliers and a small hammer.

When I returned, he was still hunched over. I approached him and unhooked the chain from his back, but his body remained chained to the steel chair. There is only one small table in the middle of the room and one chair, which he is currently sitting on. He doesn't even protest when I place my hand on the table.

"I'll ask again. Who is he?" I calmly said, his grin widens.

He's stoking my fire even more.

"Even if you kill me, I will never tell you." His mouth was dripping with blood, and some of his teeth had already fallen out.

I took the hammer and pounded his fingernails one by one.

"Argh!" His screams echoed off the walls.

"Who is he?" I asked again while pinching his swollen finger.

"You motherfucker!" He growled between his stiff breaths.

“You want it done the hard way, I see.” I hummed as I let go of his fingers and set the hammer down.

I put on my brass knuckles and punch him across the face. He grunted.

"Why did your eyes look like that?" I changed the question, and he spat blood on my face. I try hard not to cringe in disgust.

"I don't know!"

He doesn’t know? Who does he think he's fooling!? I punch him in the face once more. My hands are now drenched in his blood.

"Don't fool me!" I snarl at him and was about to strike him again when he spoke.

"You’re lucky." He chuckles, and I straighten my arms while raising my brows. What exactly does he mean by that?

Me being lucky? He's gone crazy.

"After what he did to you, you still remember your past."

He goes on, what—?

"He had a lot of experiments with the types of us before you even came." He went on, which piqued my interest. Were there a lot of them?

I didn't say anything. I just listened.

“We just woke up in a laboratory, and they experimented on us one by one until I was the only one left.”

They were killed? Were they still experimenting up until now?

“Their bodies were unable to withstand the chemical he administered to us. It wiped out everything about ourselves. We can’t remember our previous lives.”

Is this why he said I was fortunate? Is he aware of how many times I've wished to forget about myself?

Every time I look in the mirror, I see Luzy's helpless face. I remember every single thing that happened at the time. On how Luzy sacrificed her life to save mine

How I wish I could forget about it all, and yet he called me lucky?

My fist curled into ball as I contain myself from punching him again.

“Everyone who was with me died in the middle of the process, leaving me as the only survivor. They thought I was a success, but there was a problem when they implanted the chip in my brain. My body rejects it so, they only give me an eye for it. As a reminder that they were closely getting there. But you, your body positively reacted and fused with it bearing no side effects."

After hearing everything he had to say, I remained silent because so many people had gone through what I had gone through.

The worst part was that they died. If my body rejected the substance, they injected into me, I could be suffering from memory loss or worse I could be dead by now.

What are they really planning for? Why are they doing this? I was right then. They're still looking for me, and I have no idea where they are or what they're planning.

I'm their first perfect subject to succeed, and I'm sure they'll tear down everything in their path to get me.

Does the chip implanted in my brain?

Fuck this shit!

Henna snatches my attention back with a raucous laugh.

This one has gone insane!

" All of my emotions died at the same time as I lost all of my memories. I don't feel anything anymore. Master made me his right hand, and if given a second chance, I would choose to remain by his side. So, whatever you do to me, I'm not going to tell you who my boss is—"

I didn't let him finish before slapping him with the back of my hand. He spits blood yet again and laughs at me. It appears that I will be unable to obtain any information about their fucking boss.

"That's it." I said coldly, pulling my dagger. I take his chin in my hands and look into his mismatched eyes.

"You can't feel anything, can you?" As I raise the dagger close to my face, his gaze follows my hand.

"I guess you don't mind if I do this." I move my dagger across his face, making a diagonal slit from below his eyes to his chin.

My body went numb, and my hearing went dull. His ear-piercing scream was like a lullaby being sung in my ear. He is unable to feel emotions, but he can feel physical pain.

I was torn to shreds when I lost my twin, and it still haunts me to this day. I want him to suffer more than I did. I can't hurt him mentally, but I can hurt him physically.

That's exactly what I'm doing. Though he's not really the main reason why all of this happen but he's still a part of why my life ended up like this.

"Someone is calling you, Tricia." Kiro entered, his face grimacing when he saw Henna's situation.

"Who is it?" I coldly inquired, removing my brass knuckles and wiping the blood from my hands.

"Unidentified caller." He handed me my phone, and I swipe the green button with my thumb.

"Hello, who's this?" I said bluntly, and I heard a deep chuckle on the other end of the line.

"Hello there, my sweet Isla. Still remember me?" A familiar baritone voice said.

Little Isla?

Only one person calls me that.

"Where the fuck are you?" I spit, knowing already who I was talking with.

"Are we getting impatient?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. You killed my friend's daughter, and now you've kidnapped my right hand, Henna." My blood starts to boil upon hearing his voice. This man is the one I've been looking for all these years.

That bitch is his friend’s daughter?

Mafia Villa Samonte.

Shit!

"Cat got your tongue?"

“Still not done hiding? You're a cowardly bastard." I hissed.

"Don't call me that!" He boomed, now it's my time to smirk.

That got on his nerves, and he doesn't seem to like being called that.

"Oh why? Bastard, oops I said it again. " I mock, he wants to play? I'll give him the best game.

"I see you want to play. To tell you the truth, it's quite effective, but not enough. I'll be seeing you soon, and I've prepared a lovely present for you. You'll love it, I promise."

"Really? Oh, I'm so looking forward to that moment. Make sure whatever gift you're giving me is something I'll enjoy." I hang up the phone. My face lit up with a broad grin.

I gave Kiro my phone with a smirk on my face.

"It's game time."