Colossal Fist | Chapter ~ V Spirit of the Moth

 

“No!” “ You can’t enter the city; it is restricted by government forces,” Said the man driving a Toyota 4x4. He makes a U-turn to avoid the Check point.

“We have to go and find another way,” Ayman suggest to his father while Haifa is looking around the place.

“I think it is very difficult to do the side trip, it will take more time,” Said Ayman’s father Hisham.

Haifa’s seems speechless; she looks disoriented and she remembers her horrific dreams last night.

Those people dying, the explosions of rockets, tear gas and the cruelty of the Police, it disturbs her and it made her cry.

 “Haifa, what’s wrong?” “You still remember your dream last night? Ayman asks. Her attentive cousin wakes her up, when he heard her screaming in the middle of the night.

“Yes, I still recall those horrific pictures,” Haifa speaks softly as she covers her face with her scarf.  She is hiding her fears and trying to control her tears.

 “Don’t worry you will be alright,” Ayman assures Haifa as he hugs her cousin.

“I will try to find a short cut so that we can cross over this place.” Hisham informs his son and Haifa.

“Dad, what you are thinking is dangerous,” Ayman protesting his father's plan.

“No! Just trust me.” Hisham convinces his son.

The car makes a u-turn and heading back to the opposite street. Hisham looks for the other alternative way; he crosses the market place, alleys and narrow street.  

They keep moving until they reach the short cut point, an old bridge heading to the super highway. But Hisham looks hesitant to cross this bridge, it looks fragile, it is made of wood and cars seldom pass over the bridge because of the condition.

“Ayman, you and Haifa will walk ahead, seems this bridge will collapse,” said Hisham.

“Dad, are you sure?” “You can do it?” Ayman asks his brave father.

“Yes of course!” Hisham valiantly assures his son.

“Uncle, I am afraid it looks frail,” Haifa warns her plucky uncle.

“Don’t worry honey, I will die once,” He jokingly swears to his niece that things will be alright.

The car now starts to cross the old bridge. Haifa and Ayman fearfully look to Hisham maneuvering the car; they are patiently waiting for the slow movement of the car crossing the old bridge.

Finally, the car reaches the end.  Hisham happily hugs her son and niece and the three continue their journey to the next city.

 

 

 

 

“Baba!” I look at my father telling him the check point is near.

“Don’t worry Mariam, we will cross this City,”

Our car stops at the check point, the officer checks our papers. This time the person is completely different from the officers we encountered earlier.  They politely let us go. I am happy that we did not encounter the same fate before.  Ahmed is excitedly astounds seeing new places we pass by.

“Mama, do you think I will find new friends there?”

“Yes of course Mariam, your father has a large family in Turkey you will find good friends and relatives same your age, don’t worry,” my mother hugs me, while touching my hair.

“Mama you are crying?  My mother wipe her tears, my father makes a quick glance to us,

“Lamia, what’s wrong?” my father asks my mother why she cries.

“I am bothered with Haifa, maybe she is worrying right now. We used to talk to her every day. But look even here our phone didn’t have a signal.

“Don’t worry as soon as we reach Turkey we will call her,” my father affirms my mother.

I hold her, Ahmed also hugs my mother. I am looking into the skies, the clouds colors turn into gold. Beautiful scenery and the sunset give us a very relaxing feeling while we watch the magical sun resting in the western skies.

 

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The place is like a ghost town, collapse building, dead bodies scattered in the street, gun fires and rockets, chaos everywhere.

In an abandoned warehouse a man is struggling fighting for his life facing the evil soldiers.

The soldiers hold his arms, he resists by giving a straight kick into the officer's abdomen. They keep holding him, but he overpowers the two soldiers by making a free fall, as he stumble together  with the soldiers, he closely lock the soldier head by his strong legs. He give a sucker punch to the other, it makes the face of the soldier bursting with his own blood. The other soldier draws a blade, but he is quick enough to catch the soldier’s wrist and lethally breaks his hands and arms. He valiantly defeat the soldiers and leave them lifelessly lying on the ground.  His colossal fist crushes the enemies without holding back.

 

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Author's Note

Reviews

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Wow, Marc. Nice Chapter. Already edited? Lol :)
I am just curious, who's that one with colossal fist?

Great job!

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Lol, proof read ko na 3 times hehehe :) secret muna lol sa next chapter makilala mo sya. thanks for the reads Dhaye :)

[s y e]

Woooo!!! Marc, I loved this chapter. Loved the length of it too, you always seem to keep your readers hooked which is the right way to do it. :) Great job, I cant wait to read more!

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Thanks N.H :) you really support me :) thanks a lot, your words always an inspiration. :) take care my friend.

[s y e]

You're very welcome, the pleasure is all mine. :) You too, Marc. :)

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

HI Thanks for the Reads, I welcome bad and good review, just be honest.

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Marc, you're working too much. Take it easy. :)

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

Lol tulog ako ng nag message ka hehe :) pero I think nagising ako para mag CR na reply ata ako sa u?

[Marc Marlon Villaflor]

I am still working in this chapter.