Emilia~I arched an eyebrow at the bags Martinez was carrying on both arms. "What happened to travelling light?" I asked, to which he just chuckled.He stopped in front of me, before dropping the bags to the floor. I watched him bend down to unzip the bags one after the other, and I found out that they were packed with weapons."A sniper?" I asked in utter bewilderment, making him shrug ."You can never be too careful these days." He said.He spent another couple minutes doing a thorough inspection of all the weapons, and even assembling and loading a few of them. I just watched in fascinating as he handled them like a pro, for someone who rarely ever uses guns.Once Martinez was done, he loaded the bags into the vehicle we would be using, which happened to be some type of truck. He stated that after what happened on our last "road trip" it would be wise to use a bigger and stronger vehicle. We both got into the car, with Martinez in the driver's seat, while I was seated beside him.
Emilia~I took in a deep breath, before walking into big hall. I didn't expect to be walking into some sort of fancy, social gathering, so I was a little underdressed for the occasion. I struggled to understand how and why Donatello would choose a place like this for our Meetup but then again, I really shouldn't be expecting anything normal from him at this point.Men and women filled the hall and from the way they all carried themselves, I could tell they were either spoiled or filthy rich. Some cool instrumentals were playing in the background, as they chattered amongst each other, oblivious to my presence. It reminded me of how invisible an average person was around really wealthy people. It was like I didn't even exist to them.I made my way through the crowd, scanning the environment for any sign of Donatello. I clearly wasn't mistaken, as this happened to be the same Bayton suites I was directed to.He was probably somewhere watching me now and if I was right, he should be sen
Emilia~"Aaaw... don't be like that." Donatello taunted me, as I glared hard at him."The rules of the game are quite simple." He smiled."All you need to do is point out your sister from the two of them, and I'll kill the other one."He said it so casually, like it was the most normal thing. I already knew he was a very sick man, but somehow I keep getting surprised by the length he was willing to go to satisfy his psychotic cravings."Is it going to be this?" He smirked, pointing his gun at the female on his right."...or is it going to be that ?" He pointed the gun at the other female.Beads of sweat ran down my forehead, as I took a few steps towards the two females. Maybe if I get close enough, I'd be able to identify my sister."Not another step!" Donatello warned, halting me in my track almost instantly. I wasn't allowed to go closer than I already was, and I assumed I won't be allowed to touch and feel them also. Maybe it was time to focus on my sense of smell, but I doubt it
EmiliaThe entire lounge was suddenly thrown into a state of chaos, as bodies began dropping from every corner. I instantly knew it was the work of Marcelo with a sniper rifle, and I decided to take advantage of their momentary distraction to run away with Chloe.My sister also seemed to be quite scared and confused about what was going , so I rushed to her side to explain the situation to her."What the hell is going on?" She asked in a panic.There was no time, so I busied myself with untying the restraints from her hands, while answering her simultaneously."A friend of mine. We need to get you as far away from here as possible." I grunted out, as I finally helped her up to her feet.I looked around to see Donatello and his men busy spraying bullets in all directions, as Martinez took them out one after the other. It was definitely now or never and from the look on my sister's face, she understood what was really at stake. "Ready?" I whispered to her, as we gave each other knowing
Emilia~"No!" I screamed in horror, as Martinez was dealt blow after blow, and he sat there taking them all.His face was all bloodied up and his eyes were swollen. The cowards tied him up to prevent him from fighting back.."Stop! Leave him alone!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, thrashing around in the grip of the man that held me down.Only my screams could be heard throughout the entire hall, but the men of ignored me and continue with their torture on Martinez.Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched suffer, and I felt a strong sense of guilt knowing that I was the reason he was suffering this much. "No... please!" I sobbed, desperately trying to reach for him, but all my cries fell on deaf ears.They weren't going to stop until he was dead. I just knew it.Donatello was observing the scene at a close-up, and the smile on his face was a clear indication that he was enjoying it way too much. He had his hands in his pockets so casually, as he watched his men pummel Martinez
Emilia~I was still yet to get over the shock of everything that had just happened within the past few hours. My head was spinning, as so many uncoordinated thoughts ran through my head. I thought about Marcelo and how he must have probably heard of my absence by now. He must be combing the entire island if Sicily in search of me, as this location wasn't exactly the first place that would come to his mind.Martinez had purposely blown up one of Donatello's warehouse in a last minute attempt to reveal his location. Who knew if Marcelo had finally gotten the message? Who knew if he would come marching with an army in search of me? He must have probably decided to give up on me, seeing as I had chosen my sister over him. Maybe he wasn't coming for me afterall?I looked up from where I was seated, to see my younger sister pacing restlessly in front of me. She had an annoyed look on her face, and I could tell the annoyance was directed at me.We've been locked in here for hours now and s
Marcelo~There was no part of this island that was unaccessible to me, so I made sure to comb thoroughly. However it's been over 18 hours and my men were yet to find any signs of Emilia or even my father.Immediately I heard that she and Martinez were missing, my father instantly came to mind as the main suspect. He must have lured her over, under the disguise of handing her sister back to her.Martinez probably followed her for protection, deciding that it would be futile to try and stop her. What scared me was how I still haven't heard a single word from either of them.Here I stood in the premises of one of my father's numerous mansions. This one served as his residential building, so I had expected to meet him here. I waited patiently, while my men combed the whole place. They found weapons, drugs and even stacks of cash. However, my father himself wasn't home. It made me fear what he was really up to, and what he was planning to achieve with this his ridiculous game of hide and
Emilia~"Somebody help!" My sister screamed at the top of her voice, as she knelt beside my quivering body.Her movements were frantic, as she was unsure of where to touch me and how to hold me."Please! Anyone, help!" She continued to cry out desperately, looking down at me with fear in her eyes.I was having a seizure, or at least that was what this was supposed to look like. I was also in awe of Chloe's acting skills, as she managed to look and sound pretty convincing.We were both doing our best to put up an act that would make those men walk right through the door. It was all part of our plan."She's going to die, please help!" Chloe became more frantic, going as far as banging on the door to give the impression that she was in a panicked state.The door suddenly opened to let in two of Donatello's men, and they looked pretty convinced by our act. One of them even appeared to be visibly paler, on seeing me. I was glad that everything was going according to plan."What the hell is
Emilia~"Somebody help!" My sister screamed at the top of her voice, as she knelt beside my quivering body.Her movements were frantic, as she was unsure of where to touch me and how to hold me."Please! Anyone, help!" She continued to cry out desperately, looking down at me with fear in her eyes.I was having a seizure, or at least that was what this was supposed to look like. I was also in awe of Chloe's acting skills, as she managed to look and sound pretty convincing.We were both doing our best to put up an act that would make those men walk right through the door. It was all part of our plan."She's going to die, please help!" Chloe became more frantic, going as far as banging on the door to give the impression that she was in a panicked state.The door suddenly opened to let in two of Donatello's men, and they looked pretty convinced by our act. One of them even appeared to be visibly paler, on seeing me. I was glad that everything was going according to plan."What the hell is
Marcelo~There was no part of this island that was unaccessible to me, so I made sure to comb thoroughly. However it's been over 18 hours and my men were yet to find any signs of Emilia or even my father.Immediately I heard that she and Martinez were missing, my father instantly came to mind as the main suspect. He must have lured her over, under the disguise of handing her sister back to her.Martinez probably followed her for protection, deciding that it would be futile to try and stop her. What scared me was how I still haven't heard a single word from either of them.Here I stood in the premises of one of my father's numerous mansions. This one served as his residential building, so I had expected to meet him here. I waited patiently, while my men combed the whole place. They found weapons, drugs and even stacks of cash. However, my father himself wasn't home. It made me fear what he was really up to, and what he was planning to achieve with this his ridiculous game of hide and
Emilia~I was still yet to get over the shock of everything that had just happened within the past few hours. My head was spinning, as so many uncoordinated thoughts ran through my head. I thought about Marcelo and how he must have probably heard of my absence by now. He must be combing the entire island if Sicily in search of me, as this location wasn't exactly the first place that would come to his mind.Martinez had purposely blown up one of Donatello's warehouse in a last minute attempt to reveal his location. Who knew if Marcelo had finally gotten the message? Who knew if he would come marching with an army in search of me? He must have probably decided to give up on me, seeing as I had chosen my sister over him. Maybe he wasn't coming for me afterall?I looked up from where I was seated, to see my younger sister pacing restlessly in front of me. She had an annoyed look on her face, and I could tell the annoyance was directed at me.We've been locked in here for hours now and s
Emilia~"No!" I screamed in horror, as Martinez was dealt blow after blow, and he sat there taking them all.His face was all bloodied up and his eyes were swollen. The cowards tied him up to prevent him from fighting back.."Stop! Leave him alone!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, thrashing around in the grip of the man that held me down.Only my screams could be heard throughout the entire hall, but the men of ignored me and continue with their torture on Martinez.Tears streamed down my cheeks as I watched suffer, and I felt a strong sense of guilt knowing that I was the reason he was suffering this much. "No... please!" I sobbed, desperately trying to reach for him, but all my cries fell on deaf ears.They weren't going to stop until he was dead. I just knew it.Donatello was observing the scene at a close-up, and the smile on his face was a clear indication that he was enjoying it way too much. He had his hands in his pockets so casually, as he watched his men pummel Martinez
EmiliaThe entire lounge was suddenly thrown into a state of chaos, as bodies began dropping from every corner. I instantly knew it was the work of Marcelo with a sniper rifle, and I decided to take advantage of their momentary distraction to run away with Chloe.My sister also seemed to be quite scared and confused about what was going , so I rushed to her side to explain the situation to her."What the hell is going on?" She asked in a panic.There was no time, so I busied myself with untying the restraints from her hands, while answering her simultaneously."A friend of mine. We need to get you as far away from here as possible." I grunted out, as I finally helped her up to her feet.I looked around to see Donatello and his men busy spraying bullets in all directions, as Martinez took them out one after the other. It was definitely now or never and from the look on my sister's face, she understood what was really at stake. "Ready?" I whispered to her, as we gave each other knowing
Emilia~"Aaaw... don't be like that." Donatello taunted me, as I glared hard at him."The rules of the game are quite simple." He smiled."All you need to do is point out your sister from the two of them, and I'll kill the other one."He said it so casually, like it was the most normal thing. I already knew he was a very sick man, but somehow I keep getting surprised by the length he was willing to go to satisfy his psychotic cravings."Is it going to be this?" He smirked, pointing his gun at the female on his right."...or is it going to be that ?" He pointed the gun at the other female.Beads of sweat ran down my forehead, as I took a few steps towards the two females. Maybe if I get close enough, I'd be able to identify my sister."Not another step!" Donatello warned, halting me in my track almost instantly. I wasn't allowed to go closer than I already was, and I assumed I won't be allowed to touch and feel them also. Maybe it was time to focus on my sense of smell, but I doubt it
Emilia~I took in a deep breath, before walking into big hall. I didn't expect to be walking into some sort of fancy, social gathering, so I was a little underdressed for the occasion. I struggled to understand how and why Donatello would choose a place like this for our Meetup but then again, I really shouldn't be expecting anything normal from him at this point.Men and women filled the hall and from the way they all carried themselves, I could tell they were either spoiled or filthy rich. Some cool instrumentals were playing in the background, as they chattered amongst each other, oblivious to my presence. It reminded me of how invisible an average person was around really wealthy people. It was like I didn't even exist to them.I made my way through the crowd, scanning the environment for any sign of Donatello. I clearly wasn't mistaken, as this happened to be the same Bayton suites I was directed to.He was probably somewhere watching me now and if I was right, he should be sen
Emilia~I arched an eyebrow at the bags Martinez was carrying on both arms. "What happened to travelling light?" I asked, to which he just chuckled.He stopped in front of me, before dropping the bags to the floor. I watched him bend down to unzip the bags one after the other, and I found out that they were packed with weapons."A sniper?" I asked in utter bewilderment, making him shrug ."You can never be too careful these days." He said.He spent another couple minutes doing a thorough inspection of all the weapons, and even assembling and loading a few of them. I just watched in fascinating as he handled them like a pro, for someone who rarely ever uses guns.Once Martinez was done, he loaded the bags into the vehicle we would be using, which happened to be some type of truck. He stated that after what happened on our last "road trip" it would be wise to use a bigger and stronger vehicle. We both got into the car, with Martinez in the driver's seat, while I was seated beside him.
Emilia~The whole mansion felt unusually empty. It was almost as if everyone had gone into hiding.I knew Marcelo was probably being hard on his men, as he forced them to work harder towards tracking down and finding Chloe. The household staff were also put under immense pressure, as their boss seemed to be on edge.I had woken up this morning to Marcelo's absence, and he had left a note of explanation for me, with a wrapped present. I knew he still felt pretty bad and was blaming himself for what happened to my sister. It also didn't help that I wasn't talking to him, so the only way he could communicate with me was through notes like this.According to the content of his letter, he was going to be gone for up to a week and wasn't going to return till Chloe is found and brought home. I decided to use his absence as an opportunity to make my own move, and maybe I'll be able to save him all the stress.Marcelo had many garages in his mansion, all of which I have access to. I wasn't ne