The Fighter

Chapter Eight

"So someone send you here huh..." I concluded. "Who sent you?" Tanong ko ulit.

"Kahit malaman mo pa kung sino siya, hindi niyo siya kayang kalabanin." He answered and chuckled lightly. "Hindi niyo siya kayang kalabanin." Pagu-ulit nito.

And I screamed in pain when he grabbed my hair, I was caught-off guard that time at dahil doon ay medyo lumuwag ang pagkaka-hawak ko sa kanya kaya nakawala niya.

I rolled backwards when I saw that he grabbed his iron bat on the floor at lumakad palapit sa akin.

Patakbong nagtungo naman ako sa cabinet ulit at binuksan iyon then I grabbed the stack of plates at isa-isang iyong inihagis sa kanya habang naglalakad papunta sa ibang direksyon.

But I underestimated him.

That person who send him here probably knew about Ken's skills or my skills.

Nang maubos naman ang pinggan, I slide across the vertical counter of the kitchen at saka kinuha ang upuan na nandoon at ibinato iyon sa kanya.

Gusto kong lumabas dito sa kusina na ito pero nasa labas sila Jack at Ken, I don't want to endangered their lives.

"Pagkatapos ko sayo, isusunod ko naman ang dalawang kasama mo." The man said and that earned him a humorless chuckle from me.

"So, you've chosen death?" I asked at mabilis na pinatid ito and again, he fell on the floor.

Kinubabawan ko naman ito bago pinagsusuntok ang mukha nito.

"Dadaan ka muna sa bangkay ko bago mo sila masaktan...you motherfucker." I said and I grabbed his head at malakas na inumpog iyon sa sahig.

At dahil doon ay nawalan naman ito ng malay.

"What in the world...." Tumingin naman ako kay Ken na siyang nagsalita.

"Uhhh...sorry for the mess." I said and grinned at them. Kasabay naman noon ay ang pagtulo ng dugo sa gilid ng ulo ko.

.

"SO WHO is this guy again?" Ken asked when he finally finished tying the man in a rope.

"I don't know who is he, pero ang alam ko ay may nagpadala sa kanya dito para magbantay kung sakaling may pupunta man dito." I explained.

I glanced at Jack na siyang naglilinis ng sugat ko ulo, he is concentrated while cleaning it using the first aid kit that he found.

"Someone sent him? nakuha mo ba kung sino?" Ken asked again.

"Nah, he didn't say anything." I said. "Feeling ko may natuklasan ang dating Police Inspector kaya nagpadala ng tauhan ang kung sino man ang tao na iyon." I added.

"I figured." Ken said at saka lumakad papunta sa kwarto ng dating Police Inspector. Ilang minuto lang ay bumalik siya na may dalang isang file box.

Inilapag naman niya iyon sa coffee table na nasa pagitan namin at binuksan iyon.

"This is the files of Harata Family's case. Mukhang ito ang nilang makita natin." Ken said.

Kumuha naman ako ng isang folder na nandoon at binuksan iyon. My forehead furrowed ng makita doon ang orphanage kung saan ako nagmula.

"Bakit nandito ito?" I asked.

"Oh, the St. Louis Orphanage..." Jack said. "Our family was the benefactor of that orphanage." He explained.

"Oh." I commented.