Series 2: The Downfall pt. 6 [5/8]

Credits to Lionhart Wallace Martin for the POV

Wallace's POV

I was about to proceed upstairs when I saw my target, Alexander Demetrio, descending the stairs. I quickly concealed myself in the dark and followed after him as he ran.

Instead of an exit, I found myself following him to the basement. He took cautious steps, and I hit myself when I realized he knew I was following him. He grabbed a pair of katana on the weaponry and faced me.

"Let's see how the so-called 'Death Whisperer' handles this kind of fight!" With a smirk, he lunged.

Holding my Glock 19 Gen. 4FS 9mm pistols, I shot, bullets after bullets, but he was slicing it all like butter.

I was fucked up, totally fucked up.

He slashed and I could only dodge. Masama 'to, puro nalang ako depensa, dammit!

Dodge, shoot, dodge. Tangina, I can't think of a way to get my hands in him withouth them getting amputated!

It was after a few minutes that my defense wore out; he managed to inflict a wound on my left shoulder and another on my right leg.

A quick flashback of a memory long ago crossed my mind.

I watched my wife Cassandra as she danced to the silent rhythm of her katanas, a deadly but graceful dance that could decide whether to end or spare your life.

After she was finished reaping her invisible enemies, she sheathed her katanas and approached me with a sly smile.

"Sparring?" She chuckled darkly and I shivered. Before I could say no, she already grabbed a wooden bokken from the wall and threw it to me.

She unsheathed her katanas and she did a crazy-ass pose, her eyes dark, menacing and scary.

"First thing you need to know, hon," she did another pose before continuing, "Is that opponents in every sword match will look for an opening; even for a second that your walls have a gap, they will take it as a chance to strike. Never ever lose your focus." And then she lunged.

Siguro swerte na rin at natapat ako sa parte ng pader kung saan may mga nakasabit na katana. Bago pa man ako hatiin sa dalawa ni Alexander ay binato ko sakanya ang baril kong wala ng laman at saka kinuha ang dalawang katanang nakasabit-hon's words echoing in my head.

"As you strive to keep fortifying your defense, divide your attention to look for the oponent's weaknesses."

Alexander grunted and lunged. "I'm gonna rip you apart!"

"Not if I do first, bastard!" I growled back and ran towards him. He was taken aback for a second, and I took that as an opening to give him a small wound on his cheek. He hissed in pain, looking surprised. Hindi ako magaling sa sword fighting pero may alam ako.

"Surprised, prick? Watch me slice you up." I smirked. Halatang nagugulat s'ya sa mga pagsugod ko.

As hon instructed, nagpaulan ako ng sunod-sunod na atake sa iisang area: his torso. He was blocking, at hindi na gaanong mabilis gumalaw. Sumasakit ang mga galos ko pero ininda ko muna. I need to eliminate him.

I then targeted his feet. Medyo mahirap, but I have to.

Beads of sweat are running down his forehead, and his frowning face is a hilarious sight.

When I was sure that I'd distracted him, I used my two katanas to slash his neck-blood sprayed on my face as I did. He had a shocked expression, and as he dropped his katana, he held his neck which is now a waterfall of crimson liquid.

I gave another powerful swipe on his neck and his head rolled over the floor, and onto the pool of blood.

Marahas kong tinarak sa mukha niya ang dalawa kong katana at saka naglakad paalis ng basement.

Putangina, gusto ko ng tulog.