15th

Retribution

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Turmoil series Part 1

Every season she was on a journey of her own. She knew her journey was lonely and also one that wasn’t easy. But who would explain it to her or who could she explain it to. The road was set to be walked on, a road she wasn’t yet allowed to be on. But she shrilled and calmed her nerves and set herself on a journey of revenge and turmoil……..

Maia…… a girl next door, who was too sweet for the reality the world was set in. But it was the world out there who didn’t have a clue of who she was. They knew her as Sonia a young women who goes to work five days a week, enjoys her weekend and lives her life. No one was prepared for the truth she lived in. The broken battle she lost and the path that she now walks on. The path to avenge the loss of that one person who mattered the world to her. Her brother Mikael.….. the monsters took him away from her . The monsters she once used to work for, the Mafia.

Just like any other new recruit to the underworld, she was also a lost teen with a great eye for detail. Being spotted by an undercover recruiter she was soon taken under the wings of the Japanese mafia a.k.a the Yakuza. She was trained for years and eventually became the best hitman in town. A single bullet right in the middle of both eyes. Every. Single. Time. Execution style ….

The man to truly fear, the man who trained her was the leader of them all. The Oyabun. He was not a man to be messed with. He was fairly young to be the Oyabun, but he was ruthless and massacred any other group who challenged him. He quickly became one of the most feared predator in the mafia world.

You could say that Maia practically grew up with him, although there was a nine year age gap there was always a hint of comfort. She was quick on getting to know her targets and was his right hand man, or women in this case.

Fast forward a couple of years, on a particular rainy night; Maia got a call from her brother. They hardly contacted each other in the fear that it would expose her location or pose a threat to him. She answered the phone hesitantly, “Hey Mikael, hope you are doing well, what makes you call..” before she could finish, the line across goes static. “Hello? Mikael? are you okay?” a loud thud and distant cries echo. Maia gets more worried, she checks if her gun is loaded and packs it in her jackets inner pocket. As she goes to leave her apartment, she hears Mikael whisper on the call “He will not let go of you Maia, he will not let you leave”, Maia grows confused, what does he mean by that, who wont leave me?. “Mikael, tell me where you are, I will kill those bastards hurting you” she hears her brother gasp “Its too late, I can’t run anymore, just know I loved you, and please…. run as fast you can” and with that the call drops.

Worried that Mikael is in grave danger, she drove as fast as she could to her Oyabuns lair to ask him for help. She parked her car on the side path and rushed into the door . The house was scarily silent, the moment she entered the main hall she was disgusted to her stomach. There was blood splattered everywhere. But that’s not what disgusted her, she was immune to the stench of blood at this point. The sight that shook her was the limp bloody body of Mikael at the bottom of the stairs. She stood still, numb. Wondering what made him come here. How did he even know about the lair? She goes towards the now lifeless body of her brother and notices both his eyeballs missing. That was all she needed to know who killed her brother.

It was the Oyabun himself, that ruthless piece of shit. She knew he collected the eyeballs of every man/women/child he killed and preserved them in jars, he has hundreds of them stored in his warehouse carefully. Everyone around town knew about his way of executing his targets. Its been said he preserves their eyes to relive the fear he saw in them before he killed them. Maia felt betrayed and confused. She heard footsteps from the upper floor and knew, that if she stayed she would be next to be executed. She took one last glance at Mikael, wiped away her tears and jumped of the nearest window making a run for it.

Back in the present, Maia downs another glass of whiskey remembering the last time she spoke to her brother. How she lost him and also the way she found out who did it. Now all that is left is to avenge his death and to find out why, why did Oyabun betray her.

That’s the day Sonia came to life. A façade against a man who she once trusted, the man she secretely loved but now openly despises.

Afterall the turmoil is worth it on the oath dedicated to Retribution.

>To be continued<

Penned by : DesiG (Instagram the.realms.of.reality )

Opening statement – In bold : Translation from ( insta) nish_bedi poems

Header Image: Kill Bill

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All names, characters, locations, and events mentioned in this blog are entirely fictional or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to real places or incidents is purely coincidental. The content is intended for storytelling and creative expression only, and should not be interpreted as factual representation.