She is here

Blood, that's the only thing that I can see from down here. Everything is red, dead bodies lying here and there. The scene is gruesome but my eyes were fixed on one thing I found captive of all.

Blinking, blue eyes of a kid maybe at the age of five or six. Frail looking but his eyes spoke otherwise. He is filled with rage. He is hurt and confused. Tears mixed with more blood were plastered on his face but his crying died.

I walked closer to him, careful as I didn't want him to act instinctively and do something stupid. He slowly but surely fixed his gaze on me and my gun. The kid was startled but I raised my hand and told him I wasn't going to hurt him.

"Come here, boy. Let's get you out of here." I said and took a walk or two to his side but he stood there not moving just staring at me with anticipation. He is not trying to back off whatsoever so I took that as a hint to get closer, but then I heard some noise coming behind me. Just then I swiftly turned around and as I was about to shoot, I saw it was only Daniel. His black shirt is sticking on his torso with blood and sweat all combined. "You were about to die with my hands today, Daniel" I said and turned around to the boy who used to be standing there just seconds ago.

He was nowhere to be seen. "Today's my lucky day then" I hear Daniel speak but ignored. I turned my head left and right to look for the kid but there was no sight of him.

"Where did he go?" I asked Daniel, confused. He has the same confusion as me too.

"Who? What are you talking about?" He asked, looking at me with his dumb look. "The kid, he was just right here before you came."

But then in the mirror behind Daniel I saw the reflection of him behind a pillar. Oh boy was I shocked for a moment.

"There, hey... kid... we should go now before we all collapse with this building together." I said quickly and grabbed his hand before the police car siren started to echo through the neighborhood.

Perfect timing.

..

"What are you planning on? Raising a child? Ash, you can't be serious about this, right?"

After we successfully escape that cursed building we are now in one of the warehouses looking at the boy seated in one of the rooms through the transparent glass shatter. He wasn't looking at us nor was he looking at all, he was just staring at the floor absent minded. Daniel can't stop talking or asking me about raising a child. And I'm not thinking straight.

As a matter of fact, I don't even know what I'm going to do with the kid. Tom, our personal doctor is coming to check up on us all before we go to the main house. We should get our wounds and the kid checked before we go there.

In two minutes or so, Tom came and started to ask us about what happened. I looked at him silently and then the kid, indicating that he should check him before us

He looked at the kid from head to toe and looked back at me. I can read his mind as he just stares at me wide eyed. 'I know, I'm thinking that too!' I wanted to yell out but I couldn't.

Tom looked for any injuries on him but other than some bruises he found nothing. He also looked for chips on any tracking device on the child but again nothing. He is clean.

"I think it's better we check your wound now, Asher." Tom said, looking at the big slice on my shirt. I was wounded. One of the guards I was fighting with gave it to me as a parting gift. Tom started taking care of it as I sat down on a chair beside a vanity.

Looking back at the event from later today, I couldn't help but be confused.

Me and Daniel were chilling at a bar when all of the sudden a gun fire rained on the bar. Clearly they were looking for us because other than us there was only a girl at the bar. Both of us had our guns at our side and defended ourselves a little, until my men covered for us. but when we got out of the bar, what awaited us was a car full of men in black suit aiming at us.

We shot them while backing away and leading them to one room in the place.

Thanks to our intensive training on how to save our lives in times like this, we killed the men and that's when I saw a kid in a pool of dead bodies. But we didn't kill the Men and Women around him. He also did not. So who did?

Who is this child? And heck, why the fuck does he look like me?

I went to look for my phone in my pocket but it was broken. I pulled out another Iphone from the vanity and dialed a number. A woman answered on the other hand and I spoke, "find out about the people at the bar. every single person and the boy, quickly." I ordered and she said a professional 'yes' before I hung up.

Either today was a shitty coincidence or someone is sending a message to me. I highly doubt it was the earlier one..

I shift my attention to the boy sitting on the bed when I hear small sobs. I can see the misery in his eyes. too much for a small kid like him. not long after Tom finished stitching up my cut and went to treat Daniel.

I held my wound with my left hand and got up from the chair. walking to the other side where the boy is, I sat down beside him on the bed.

"What's your name, kid?" I asked. He didn't even look up from the floor and stayed silent. I tried a different approach,

"Where is your mother?" that seemed to gain his attention as he looked up from the floor and he stared blankly on the portrait above the bed.

I also followed his trail of gaze and saw the portrait. It was an ocean wave that was painted on it. blue ocean waves. I couldn't find anything related to the question I asked him, so I asked again.

"What are you looking at? Is your mom a wave or what?" but his answer caught me off guard. He nodded.

What? What does he mean by that? "Mamma." he voiced out, still looking at the painting. This kid is going to make me lose it now. "Wave? That's your mom?" I was surprised by his voice. This is the first time I heard him speak since I found him.

"Mamma, Wave." he said again now looking back at me. "So, where is she?"

"She's coming." Those were his last words because I asked him a dozen questions after but he didn't answer any of them. At last a phone call interrupted me from asking him more questions which he won't answer anytime soon.

I picked up the phone and answered it. It was Yaila, our hacker. she is in control of our technological advances.

"Sir, I found something on the security camera footage at the bar, you should probably come to see what is in it." she said on the other side but I couldn't go there now, so I told her to send it to my cell.

quickly after I hung up, a notification sound rang and I got out of the bedroom of the warehouse, locking it. I went to the camera room to see the contents of it. In this room we can control the security cameras of the warehouse.

I sat on my chair while I scrolled through the videos on my phone. I opened the film and started to look at the earlier look of the bar. In the daylight, only the workers and waitresses were present cleaning up the place. And I sped up the clip to the time where the first customer got in. It was a bald man with a big belly and he didn't sit there for a while before he left.

Not long after, people started flooding the club and a particular figure caught all my attention. It was the girl who stood beside us at the bar. She was running when she got in, like someone was chasing her. After that she seemed so disturbed and well... she looked as if she was looking for something under her chair. She slowly pulled off the white folded paper under the chair and spread it on the counter. That was the same chair that a bald man from earlier sat on.

Suddenly she shifted her attention to us; to where Daniel and I were sitting. She was staring at me precisely. And that was when the gun shot began. "Mamma!" someone yelled behind me. I grabbed my gun out of instinct but when I turned to my side, there was the boy standing and staring at the screen of my phone. I calmed down a little and I couldn't believe I left the door open for the kid to get out of... wait, I didn't leave it open, did I? Because I remember locking it before I came here, but we can leave that topic a bay for now.

I also looked at the screen. It was just after we got out of there, while my men started to shoot at the men, but the woman was nowhere to be seen. All of the people there are dead, including twelve of my men. But where is she?

All of the sudden she came out of nowhere and stood right in front of the camera staring at...me.

It was as if she knew I would be watching this clip before all of this. "Mamma!" oh this kid! "I get it, this is your mom,-"

Fuck! Am I hallucinating or what?

She's here. I can see her at the security camera of the warehouse we are in right now. She's at the same position, the same cloth, and the same expression. And she is staring at me... again.