The Michelangelo's Anger

The last thing Michelangelo remembered was getting shot by Renata. When he opened his eyes, his gun was uncomfortably lying under his stomach and his hands were twisted like a marionette. He could feel his cheeks hurting as he fell on his face.

“You, okay?” someone asked him.

His head was still ringing with pain and his vision was blurry due to the tranquillizer. He closed and opened his eyes a few times to correct his vision. The moment his vision cleared up he shockingly said, “Aurelie?”

“Yeah, who else?” she snapped.

“What? What happened? What are you doing here?” he asked.

“Waiting for you and my brother to wake up,” said Aurelie and pointed at Renart who had now started moving and groaning with the same pain, Michelangelo was experiencing.

“Oh shit! Ow!” said Michelangelo as he sat up. “What… how?” he asked.

“Don’t you remember, the one they call Tikhon’s daughter was here, Afanasiia, the girl you bought in the auction ring, she shot you and Vicktor shot my brother,” said A