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Midnight_rainThis story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. The author and publisher are not responsible for any actions taken or decisions made based on the content of this story. Readers are encouraged to interpret the material responsibly and understand that it is intended for entertainment purposes only.
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Raja was sipping his vodka while leaning on the table, watching Tales carefully, who was groaning in his sleep. He really wondered what kind of dream was happening inside Tales' head that he was sweating buckets, and his hands were clenching onto the sheets.Raja’s gaze shifted to Tales' scars. There were too many, but they were small—scars made by cigarettes. The scars on his thighs were clearly from being flogged with sharp equipment.'This is why you don’t want me to see your body, huh?' he asked incredulously. Crossing his arms, he added, 'Nothing wrong with your body, though. You’re still appetizing in my eyes.' He then tapped his forefinger on the rim of the glass. "But if it bothers you so much, you can tell me who fuckin’ did it, and I’ll rip their throats, hammer their hands, and butcher their bodies," he murmured dangerously to himself. "But you won’t do that, will you? Since you’re so stubborn… till the very end."Raja stared even more intently when Tales started shifting h
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“Investigative team... they’re gone.”Raja froze, his expression turns into shock then cold. “What do you mean gone?”“They were ambushed,” Gabriel continued, his voice steady but heavy with controlled fury. “Someone sold us out. A traitor inside the unit lured them into a trap. When they were cornered—” Gabriel hesitated briefly, his voice dropping lower, “—a bomb went off. There’s nothing left. Only one survivor.”"Me."Tales, who had only one goal in mind, to finish what he's eating then go to his room, looked up sharply at the mention of the bomb. His face became full of curiosity.Raja’s grip on the phone tightened, his knuckles turning white. “And the traitor?”“Gone too. Either they were part of the detonation, or they had their own escape plan,” Gabriel replied bitterly. “But I swear I’ll dig through every file, every lead, and every damn body if I have to. We’ll find who’s pulling the strings.”“Not if I find them first, I'll make sure to hunt them down.” Raja said coldly, h
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Many luxurious car parked around the grand hotel 'SALAMANCA". Men and women in suits appeared out kf the vehicles, exuding danger and authority. The sound of their shoes and high heels, echoed throughout the the stairs as they strode towards the revolving door. They showed their card to the counter and the personnel immediately assist them in a VIP manner. Unit 1, the assassination team who's leader is Raja stays quiet at the back while their leader is standing near the table. Raja is cold and methodical, with sharp, calculating eyes. He doesn’t waste words, and is dangerously quiet while he analyze everything about the person in the room. His team is trained to kill with precision, and failure is not tolerated. Unit 2 - The infiltration team, Elara wore a red and black sexy low back dress with low neckline. Her red lips smirked a she smoke her cigarettes while tapping his stiletto high heels. Her long black hair flow freely at her back. Elara is ruthless and manipulative. Her sharp
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The heavy doors of the hotel swung open as Raja walk out, still gripping Tales’s wrist tightly. Tales staggered behind, yanking his arms everytime he got the chance, struggling to keep up with Raja’s pace, his face twisted in frustration. Claren stood by the black SUV, leaning casually against the driver’s side door, his arms are crossed as he watched the two approach. Michael and Raoul were stationed nearby, their brows furrowed and their eyes doesn't miss any suspicious movements, their postures are alert. “Are we leaving now?” Claren asked, his tone is light but bind with curiosity. “Yes,” Raja snapped, his voice is cold and sharp . He yanked open the passenger door and shoved Tales inside without a second thought. Tales landed awkwardly on the seat, facing Raja outside, he quickly sat as he shot Raja a glare. “You could’ve just told me to get in,” he muttered, rubbing his wrist. "You dimwit." Raja ignored him, slamming the door shut. He turned to Claren, his expression is dark
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The morning sun streamed through the windows with white blinds of the main house, painting the luxurious interior in a still dim light but some of the rays seep through the blinds. Raja, who's face is filled with an unapproachable expression, progressed across his office, his gaze is fixed on the documents spread across his arm. He was reviewing the list of names Father had sent, his mind is a mayhem of suspicion and anger. He had to find the traitors in cahoots with Jamila, the ones who had dared to betray him, to underestimate his capabilities. His obsession with control, with finding those who dared to defy him, already consumed him.He was occupied of his work, oblivious to the world outside his office walls. While Tales, slumped in a black long sofa, watched Raja with a mixture of weariness and a flicker of amusement. He enjoy how Raja was in a dire state trying to find the traitor to prove his worth to Father.Although, he was exhausted, his body aching from the previous ni
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The once neat living room of Raja's estate became an utter chaos. His trusted men—Claren, Raoul, Michael, and several others—lie down across the floor, unconscious. Empty mugs of coffee and tea were scattered across the tables. Raja stood in the center of the room, his hands immediately clenched into fists, his jaw tight and his temple shows veins when he tried to control his emotions. 'No sign of forced entry. Whoever did this knew their way around.'Raja’s jaw tightened as his pulse quickened. He stand beside Claren, kicking him moderately. “Wake up,” he barked. “What happened here?”Claren groaned faintly but didn’t open his eyes. Raja's mind immediately play different scenarios of what could possibly happened here. When he's focusing on his work, this happened? His men was drugged and incapacitated? Then the realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. Tales.He turned sharply, his eyes flaring as he strode rapidly toward Tales’ quarters. The room was empty. The sheets were
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"Don't forget me, Tales."Tales slowly regained consciousness. His head throbbed like a gong, each beat connecting painfully through his skull. He groaned softly, the sound escaping before he could stop it. His vision was blurry at first, but as the world began to come into focus, he realized he was on a soft bed in the infirmary. Again. There was an IV in his arm.He stared at the ceiling for a long time, embracing the silence the room offered. Unknowingly, a tear fell from the corner of his eye. The dream he had wasn’t just a dream. It was his long-forgotten memory. He bit his lower lip to suppress his emotions, yet his heart felt like it was being squeezed because of how painful it was.He couldn’t believe he forgot Raja. He had promised him freedom, yet he forgot about him and that hellhole!A low sob escaped from his lips as his eyes began to water again. He looked like a child wailing over his first love, yet he didn’t care. He was disappointed with himself but felt hypocritical
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The oppressive silence of the compound shattered as the monthly wipeout began. Children, some trembling, some eerily composed, were gathered into the arena. The blood-stained floor of the ring loomed over them, a bitter reminder of the fates that had befallen those who stood here before."Huh! They didn't even clean it for us to see," Tales scowled internally.Tales clenched his fists, his heart pounding in his chest as he glanced to both sides for Raja and Jake."Stay alive," he whispered to himself like a mantra, though it seemed the other two thought those words were meant for them."Of course I will," Raja exclaimed, even raising his fists."Basic," Jake snorted, making Tales look at him with a disapproving glare.The rules were simple: survive. The opponents? Determined by chance—or at least, that’s what Father wanted them to believe. Tales knew better. The system wasn’t random; it was designed to weed out the weak and pit the strong against each other. They want us to die!And w
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A year had passed, and Tales had not remained idle. Every day after their training, he would sneak out and take careful note of the compound’s layout—the heavy doors, the creaking floorboards, and the blind corners where the guards were too lazy to patrol. Anywhere they could escape without anyone noticing. It was for their survival; there was no grand reason. If he was going to get out of here, he needed to know every inch of this godforsaken place. He didn’t have beautiful memories outside this place. He was always hungry, yet he also couldn’t stomach what they were doing there. They were killing each other because FATHER ordered it. They were like puppets that shouldn’t have their own awareness. When he was alone or with Raja and everyone else was asleep, Tales would sketch maps, though calling them “maps” was generous. They were chaotic, messy doodles of squares and lines, barely resembling the compound. But they made sense to him. And he was proud of them, as if they were the be
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Tales could smell the faint scent of saltiness in the breeze as they marched toward the opposite flat building, accompanied by their armed men. They hadn’t changed their clothes or washed their stained body parts. When the door opened, Tales immediately noticed the long table with the leader sitting at the end of it. Dishes were already served, including a watery soup. Tales didn’t know what this was all about. The dishes ranged from shimmering, luxurious ones to simple, peasant-like fare. "Sit." The children immediately obeyed, still scared and walking on eggshells. The only sound they could hear was the dragging of chairs. Tales and Raja sat beside each other, but Tales felt even more irked when Jake, all smiley, sat beside him. Their seating arrangement: Jake - Tales - Raja. "Congratulations on staying alive." Although the man was congratulating them, his tone was indifferent and monotonous. He didn’t care about them at all. "Though the number of survivors is a bit lower than e
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The air Jake was giving creeped Tales out so much that he couldn’t help but scowl at the other child, who seemed younger than him. "I'm Raja," Raja stated with a beaming smile, as if he had found another playmate. Tales' brows furrowed. "Hey!" His reprimanding tone made Raja blink twice, as if asking what he had done wrong. This naive child, Tales sighed and just shook his head. Jake smiled more when he saw Tales' reaction. Though he was smiling widely, his eyes seemed unaffected. His eyes were bland, dull, and plainly colorless. "Now that you know who your teammates are," the man stated, grabbing Tales' and the others' attention again. Jake also walked to his side and turned around to face the man. "There's a weapon on the table. Choose anything that fits your hands and that you think you can wield with ease," the boss stated. Tales stared at the man for a moment, cursing him in his mind as he clenched his teeth. What did this man think he was doing? Clearly, he was not human. Ta
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“Kill him, feed him to rabid dogs. It's your call. You don't have to call me unless you want me to pick up his corpse."The room fell silent. Tales burst out laughing, his voice cutting through the tension. “Told you! He doesn’t give a fuck about me!” he managed between chuckles. “You’re wasting your time!”'What do I expect from that bastard?' Tales muttered in his head. ''I'm all alone now and I needs to survive. I'm not gonna die here.'Scarface’s face turned tomato red with rage. He slammed the phone onto the table and turned to Tales, his fists clenching. “You think this is funny?” he lash out.“Absolutely,” Tales agreed, his laughter slowly change into a deriding grin. “You guys went through all this trouble, and for what?" No one answered that he once again chuckled. "Raja’s not coming. You’re stuck with me, and honestly, I’m a terrible hostage.”Scarface’s fist landed on Tales’ jaw, the force flicking his head to the side. Pain surface through his face, but he gritted his teet
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The once neat living room of Raja's estate became an utter chaos. His trusted men—Claren, Raoul, Michael, and several others—lie down across the floor, unconscious. Empty mugs of coffee and tea were scattered across the tables. Raja stood in the center of the room, his hands immediately clenched into fists, his jaw tight and his temple shows veins when he tried to control his emotions. 'No sign of forced entry. Whoever did this knew their way around.'Raja’s jaw tightened as his pulse quickened. He stand beside Claren, kicking him moderately. “Wake up,” he barked. “What happened here?”Claren groaned faintly but didn’t open his eyes. Raja's mind immediately play different scenarios of what could possibly happened here. When he's focusing on his work, this happened? His men was drugged and incapacitated? Then the realization struck him like a bolt of lightning. Tales.He turned sharply, his eyes flaring as he strode rapidly toward Tales’ quarters. The room was empty. The sheets were
