The Fierce Storm

I bought the first aid box from downstairs and took out the bandage for the wound on his head. I examined him again to be sure that this hyena was not hiding something else against me. After I was done thoroughly examining him, I untied him because now I was sure that he wasn't hiding anything, he was still unconscious for a long while after that. I removed his black mask to reveal the identity of that Night Shadow, before me I saw the face of a very young boy he would be in his late teens hardly sixteen or seventeen years old. His golden-brown hair was covering his face, and when I lift his hair from his face moonlight glowed on his face and made his facial features charming, he had a sharp jaw which complimented his high-bridge nose, and his lips were pink, unlike his dark aura. Somehow he seemed familiar to me. Why would this young boy want to kill me though? Maybe he fulfils someone else's task? As I was wrapping the bandage around his head, he slowly started to open his foxy dark ocean-blue eyes and murmured something,

"Water....water"

"Here"

I gave him water to quench his thirst, he drank it like he was thirsty for a long time, he was skinny like a skeleton this made one thing clear that this boy wasn't well off and did this for money but still one thing bothered me why his eyes were full of vengeance against me. I tightened the bandage around his head,

"uhh," he groaned as he felt pain.

"Who are you and why did you want to kill me?" I firmly asked him.

"Where am I?" He asked in a confused tone.

"Where do you think you're huh, don't you remember what happened earlier you're in my house where you came to kill me," I said.

"Who are you?" The boy said.

"Drop this act of yours and answer me straight!!!" I said in a loud tone.

I shouted. Suddenly his lost and confused voice became filled with grudges.

"Didn't you recognise me yet, looks like you have forgotten me huh?" he asked in an angered tone.

"Who are you... really?" I asked him as I calmed my nerves.

"I'm Alessio the son of that innocent man who was brutally murdered by the heartless and greedy owner Lorenzo of that Luxurious mansion 37 in Italy and didn't get justice just because of your cowardliness. Now did it remind you of something or you'll still pretend to be unfamiliar. " he squeezed his foxy blue eyes towards me.

"Mansion 37, are you the son of Mr-" My emerald eyes widened.

"Yes I'm that helpless son of the poor servant Francisco who lost his life because of knowing that horrible and dark secret of that glorious mansion and you got scared by the power of Lorenzo and refused to further investigate my father's death," he said aggressively with his eyes full of anger.

"It's not true I didn't leave the investigation because of the fear of his power I had my reasons." I tried to explain to him in a lowered voice.

"What reasons huh What reasons you had, would you have left the investigation if it was your father for any reason?" He shouted.

"Son try to"

"I'm not your son so don't call me that, I don't want to be the son of a cowardly person. You are a coward and a weak-hearted person who is afraid of a powerful person and here you are trying to show people that you're a kind person so that you can make them thankful for yourself and prove that you are an innocent person. How clever you are with your horrendous games." he grunted.

"What games are you talking about and how did you know about me being here?" I asked with a confused expression.

"Doesn't matter how I know about your presence it doesn't change the fact you're a hiding coward." he raised his young voice.

"Enough! I have had enough of your nonsense. I don't know what you think of the kid and who sent you here but one thing is clear your father's case was close to me too he protected me when there was no one to protect me. I didn't leave his case on my own will or any financial benefit, I would never have done that but I was forced to do it." I replied in a low voice.

"Who forced you huh? You're a pretty good liar I see you, always let down the ones who trust you the most," he said while smirking.

"I am not lying it's your choice to believe me or not but this is the truth I never would have left Mr Francisco's case otherwise," I said while staring straight into his eyes infuriated.

"My father didn't get justice because of your gutlessness and you are saying you had your reasons," he said while his voice shaking and eyes filled with tears

"My hands were tied because of those reasons otherwise I would've never done that. Why don't you believe me?" I said helplessly.

"Even if I believe that you didn't leave the case because of your cowardliness but were forced by some of your reasons then what were those reasons, Mr Samuel, I want to listen to those reasons?" he said.

"I cannot tell you that" I started looking here and there.

"Because there are none if there would be any then you would've said until now." he scoffed and said.

"Think whatever you want to but I am saying the truth" I stood up and turned back to leave the room.

"Then tell me those reasons, you coward!!!" He threw the glass on the floor angrily and screamed.

"If I will tell you will you believe me? you're under the curse of your anger and grudge and it has made you deaf no matter what I will say you will not believe me will you?"

He became silent suddenly and lowered his gaze with tears constantly streaming down his face.

''See I have gotten my answer, first stop perceiving your judgement as the final judgment and then only you will be able to listen and understand someone else's," I said politely.

I closed the door of my room and went downstairs to the living room. I sat on the brown leather sofa worriedly and held my head. Why is my past coming up again wasn't it enough for me to suffer at that time? Why is this pain never-ending? No matter how much I try to make my life better it still brings me back to my old helpless self. Why does he think I'm the reason why his father couldn't get justice? Why he is not ready to even listen to me? What should I do now? Didn't I leave the case in the hands of my most trusted mate? Oh God what and why is this all happening?

My head felt like it would burst with these painful thoughts, my mind was not able to understand what has happened behind me. Millions of past burning memories were rushing through my mind like a fierce storm in the ocean. Why is it that when I think that my life will finally be like a peaceful ocean suddenly a forceful storm struck it again? I tried to come back to my senses and got up from the sofa for going to the kitchen. My head was spinning my vision was getting blurred, I couldn't stand straight. I was about to fall but I took a hold of the dining table's cloth and grabbed it with this the plates on the dining table smashed on the floor, my head was getting heavier and heavier and everything around me was spinning and blurry. In that blurry vision, the last thing I saw was that boy coming rushing towards me and saying worriedly,

"Sir are you alright....sir"

"I'm..." these were my last words and then there was a complete blackout.