WHITEFANG

THIS IS MY STORY

I grunted as I was dragged by three unfamiliar men into a dark, disgusting and stinking alley.

Unaffected, I mentally rolled my eyes and cussed.

Just fucking great!

Kung kailan naman nagmamadali!

Ngunit kung inaakala ng mga kumag na pananayuan ako ng balahibo sa katawan dahil sa magaspang na pagtrato ng mga ito sa akin, puwes nagkakamali ang mga ito dahil kahit buhok sa loob ng aking ilong ay 'di man lang naapektuhan.

At kung gugustuhin ko lang, kayang kaya kong pagbuhulin ang mga hangal ngunit ayokong palalain pa ang sitwasyon.

Those bastards were underground mafia men.

Gusto ko munang alamin kung ano ba ang tunay na sadya ng mga ito sa akin. But as they pushed me down into the rough pavement of the street, I couldn't help but to feel annoyed.

What the heck!

Napaluhod ako sa lupa sabay ngiwi. Unfortunately, I was wearing a ripped jeans kaya naman ramdam na ramdam ko ang pagtusok ng maliliit na bato sa aking mga tuhod.

Fucking stupid dumbass!

But it was only a scratch so I decided to just let it slide.

I experienced worse than that.
Hindi ako mamamatay sa simpleng mga gasgas lamang.

A gave those midget mafia men a bored glare feeling a little annoyed.

Are they going to murder me here?

Kung hindi ako nagkakamali, laging nasa fighting venue ang mga ito.

They should have known that death is my middle name! They can't scare me off that easily.

But then my left brow arched as I noticed a shadow moved from the dark corner of the alley.

Lumabas doon ang isa sa Adamson's Mafia Boss na si Preston Li wearing his familiar white formal suit.

Tumaas ang isang sulok ng aking labi.

Nasorpresa man ay hindi ko iyon ipinakita sa aking mga kaharap.

"What do you want?" I snapped. I got this intimidating strong voice that irritates everyone.

He got a problem with my sexy irresistable voice, then bite me.

Sa isang banda, kilala ko ang nilalang na humahakbang papalapit sa akin sa mga sandaling iyon.

Aside from being a Mafia Boss, he was also one of the underground fight commissioners, promoter etch. At kilala ko ang pagiging demonyo nito.

Mr.Preston Li stopped in front of me and without saying hi or hello', he suddenly back slapped me.

I yelped in surprise.

Fuck!

Hindi na ako nagulat ng magasgasan ng mga singsing nito sa mga daliri ang kaliwa kong pisngi. As long as my head didn't turn 180° so it's a no big deal, really.

I just shook my head and smiled mockingly at him. "Well, hello to you too, Mr.Li." My eyes that were painted with maskara and eyeliners stared at him with hatred. "Alam n'yo, may schedule akong laban ngayon. Tell me your fucking business already fat-ass.You're wasting my time here, duh."

Nakita ko nang maningkit ang mga mata ni Preston Li sabay senyas sa mga tauhan nito.

With that, something hard hit the side of my head that made me gritted my teeth.