… A few weeks later…
“How are you feeling Massimo?” Darius walked in as usual with his fleet of bodyguards inside the dining area Massimo was having breakfast.
The past few weeks, he put Massimo under observation to be sure that he had no clue who he was, what happened and how everything is right now. It was easier that way, he would have to ask too much questions and he can slowly poison his mind against his family in New York then get on with his plans and make dispose of him when he gets what he wants.
Darius had made sure, doctors came in to check on Massimo to ensure he still had amnesia and he hoped it last for a really long time. The doctor had assured him that it might take a really hard blow to get him back to himself but that would not be happening since Darius would be careful not to let him get hurt.
He had slowly began filling him in on some of the things he wanted him to know, the unknown places he told him he used to go, his friends he had no clue about, his cousin who was Darius’s adoptive daughter/worker who was named Maika and she wouldn’t stop trying to get Massimo’s attention when her dad wasn’t looking.
Massimo was settling pretty well since everyone had been all about him and his recovery, a ‘Welcome home’ party was thrown for him the week after he got to know all what Darius told him.
Darius let him know that he had to continue his training of self-defense and handling of weapons. Massimo wanted to ask if that was necessary because he knew how to get around without getting himself beaten up but Darius said it was a family thing for the men to be well skilled with the use of arms so he started his training when he settled fully.
“I do feel okay uncle, how about you?” he asked then settled his gaze on his uncle who sat at the head of the table with some bodyguards behind him and around the table.
He looked at them with their face straight, and he knew they had guns underneath their suit jacket and their hands were folded at their back. He had wanted to mention this for a while now but he thinks now is the time to do so.
“Uncle, don’t you think we are having too many guards in the house? When we are inside, I don’t think anyone would be stupid enough to want to harm any of us since they are many of them outside” he said.
Darius stopped eating his food then rest both hands on the table as he looks at Massimo who matched his stare. His gaze went to the bodyguards behind him, by his side and those standing at the other end of the table.
When his gaze went back to Massimo, he was taken aback when Massimo’s fingers wrapped around his neck and pushed him back to his chair, his eyes widen as he looked at the cold and angry look Massimo bared.
He looked to his bodyguards who just stood there, and watch as Massimo grab him in such manner, he felt scared, scared that he got back his memories and was going to break his neck with how tight his grip on his neck was.
“Ma… Massimo… stop… you… wouldn’t… want… to… kill… your… uncle” he choked as he grabbed a knife on the table, he raised his hand that held the knife to strike Massimo, but he was quick to dodge and instead plunge the knife into his chest ……
“Uncle? Uncle?” Massimo snapped his fingers in front of Darius because he seems frozen and out of the world for a period of time “Uncle, are you okay?” he touched his arm and just then, Darius snapped out of the haze he was in and stood up abruptly as he looks at Massimo with fear in his eyes.
Massimo not understanding why his uncle acted in such manner, stood to his feet with a frown on his face, he moved his chair a bit and tries to come closer but Darius gave him a warning look as his fear-stricken look was replaced with a cold angry one.
“What’s going on uncle? Are you fine?” he wanted asked but Darius didn’t answer him rather he looked at all his bodyguards that stood there just watching him and went to the one behind him as he slaps him.
The guard did nothing as he received the slaps from his boss, Darius then results to kicking him and saying all sort of curses on him for being incompetent and unable to do his job well.
Massimo didn’t look pleased with what his uncle was doing so he walks up to him and took him away from the man who was almost unconscious from the beating he got.
“Stop this madness uncle,” he said as he drags him away from the poor injured guy then he told the rest of the guards to leave them alone and take the injured to the clinic so he can receive treatment.
Massimo sat Darius on the chair he occupied about a minute ago, Darius was going to stand up but the force Massimo used in pushing him back startled him.
“Now what, you’ll kill me?” he yelled angrily.
Massimo looks taken back for a second or two but he recovered as a frown dents his forehead.
“Kill you?” he asked “Why would I do that?” he asked another question, Darius couldn’t give an answer to it.
Why would he fear that Massimo would want to kill him when he isn’t yet aware of the evil, he is doing to him and the ones he was going to use him to do? Why was he scared?
“Nothing” he answered and tried to stand up but Massimo didn’t let him.
“I am not done talking with you, why did you attack the poor boy like that? What would he have done to deserve such from you?” he asked but got no response from him rather a grunt left his lips. “What if he had died? What would you do?”
“Get a new guard” he answered and this time he was able to stand up and walk away from the dining room.
Massimo stood there as he watch his uncle leave the room, he wondered what kind of man he was to have thought in such a manner.
“Get a new guard? He asked aloud, he hissed and shook his head “Ridiculous”
… Seven months later…
“How’s the training going for him?” he who was looking out his office window asked the trainer he had employed to train Massimo on martial arts, use of weapons and other tactical uses.
“He is improving just like you expected, his use of weapons is getting to the expert level” the man who is known to be Gunfury said to him. “There are still a few things he needs to work on to be better at what he is doing”
Darius turns to look at the man then settles on his chair, placed his legs on top of his table.
“Hmm… we will need to kill his conscience,” Darius said.
“Okay sir, believe me when I said I tried to make him shoot one of your guards but he missed, intentionally because he doesn’t have the hear to kill another man”
“He told you that?”
“He didn’t have to say a word for me to know that, he is a softie at heart and it would take lots of torture and merciless training to get him in that route” Gunfury said.
“Hmm, the time where I need to go ahead with my plan is near so tell me” he took his legs away from the table, stood up and walked closer to Gunfury with his hands behind his back. “How long would it take to get him down that route?” he asked when he stopped a foot away from him.
“A year or two” he answered.
“Too long”
“He is really a softie a-”
“I need competent and reasonable people who can help me get to my aim and I can help fill their pockets” Darius interrupts him then moved closer to him and stopped when he was beside him. “You’re very much aware of what happens to anyone who fails me?” he whispered and could hear Gunfury take in deep breaths before shakily letting them out.
“Yes, sir”
“Now tell me, how long do I have to wait before my package is ready?” he asked again.
“We can make is six months but will increase the torture which is trice of what he will get if we are aiming at two years” he answers.
Darius grins then turns to him “That’s what I wanted to hear from you” he turns around and walked back to his chair then sat down and placed his legs on his table again.
“I expect you to be here in my office in six-month time telling me my package is an emotionless, deadly bastard who is ready for use” Darius said.
A knock was heard on the door so he dismissed Gunfury who bows to him and walked towards the door, as he opens the door and furious looking Maika came into her adoptive father’s office with some force and hitting Gunfury in the process.
“Watch where you’re going” she turns to Gunfury who held an angry look directed at her then gave him a once over and folds her arm “Did you fail my dad again?” she asked irritably.
“No, ma’am” he said then excused himself and went out of the office.
Maika turns to Darius and walks over to him in quick angry steps before banging her hand on his table.
“Next time you’re looking for someone who you can toss around to your stupid, incompetent, annoying, deran-”
“What is the matter Maika?” he interrupted her and her face felt hot with the steam that it held before she screamed at the top of her lungs, the guards at the entrance of the building could hear her scream.