A blue-eyed girl ran with tears running down her cheeks, occasionally wiping with her hands to wipe her tears. Her dark blonde hair looked a mess.

I have to run. Her mind kept saying.

Though the leg was sore and some wounds were already visible to the point of bloodletting, Gwen did not care. She kept running barefoot that she used. What Gwen has in mind right now is running and running away from the men who were trying to catch her.

If she gets caught, she'll be finished. She'll just be the lustful woman of the man-whore who bought it. Gwen saw him for only a moment before she managed to escape while everyone was down.

He was a middle-aged man whom he could have estimated to be his father's age. And it all started with her stepmother and stepsister who sold herself to him.

Once she got away, Gwen didn't know where else to run. She has nowhere to go, to hide and hide. Gwen did not know where the other family was so far, and her beloved mother had left her forever years earlier.

2 years later her father remarried to a woman who had a one-year-old daughter on top of her. Gwen was an only child, and then she had a half-sister.

At first, everything was going well, her mother and stepsister seemed to love Gwen like their child and siblings. Until at last all their true nature is revealed.

Her stepmother, it seems, was extremely fond of feasting and feasting, having spent her father's money at last because the economy was faltering on his father's company. Until the company grows worse.

Her father tried to get up, and re-stabilize the company by making bank loans. But the loan wasn't enough to cover all the losses the company had suffered. Her mother and his half-sister were too oblivious to the pressure her father was under.

Her father was heavily in debt, unable to pay for it and in a very stressful condition, Gwen's father became deeply stressed and eventually had a heart attack. And died shortly thereafter. To Gwen's grief, her mother and her half-sister did not show sympathy when her father died.

What Gwen didn't know, it turned out that her stepmother had an affair with a man behind her father. And her half-sister knew that.

All blown out one day after her father's funeral. Her mother seemed indifferent to the debts of her father and the company. She was angry because she didn't get a dime from her father, but the debt was heavy. Not wanting to face the bill and not having enough money. Her stepmother was able to sell Gwen to a womanly man aided by her lover.

Gwen overheard their conversation, that her stepmother's lover was a person of the dark realm. She's running a group, but she doesn't know the name. It's just that he knows they're a crime group.

Who knows how much her mother sold herself but Gwen doesn't know. Her stepmother's lover dragged her by force, not even afraid to bind her and tape over her mouth. Take it to the guy who bought it.

Her life was ruined, she felt like ending it right then and there.

The man who bought it was hideous, had a large gash on his right cheek. I don't know what the incision is or what Gwen doesn't want to think about.

Gwen is locked up in a room, in the middle of the night. While everyone was asleep and some guards kept watch. Gwen has a window to escape. Until it ended up here, in the middle of a forest that she herself did not know where it was.

"I have to escape! "Gwen exclaimed as she continued to run despite her aching legs.

No matter how far it had gone, and how far it had gone into the forest, and who knows how long it had run. All she had in mind was to walk away.

Gwen could see in the distance the men in black who were chasing her, and even a single sound of gunfire came up behind her, making her hair even more erect. She knew that if she was caught, her life might be in their hands. Either she's gonna be killed here or at the residence of the man who bought it earlier.

"Daddy! Daddy! Mommy! "Softly Gwen.

Her body's already so tired, but she can't just stop. She must be able to defend herself to the last drop of blood.

Her breathing was still breathless, sweat had flooded her body with soil that stained her body. Several times she fell at hand but tried to get back up and move on.

Gwen's heart had nearly fallen out of place, her legs suddenly stopped. Her eyes are perfectly curled, as she is faced with a deep abyss.

Gwen cried again: "Is this the end of my life? Wh-what was I struggling to get here? " She said with a quivering mouth.

***

Two groups from the black world were dealing, of course, their transactions were illegal. And what they're selling today is high-capacity weapons, in large Numbers with large amounts.

Such transactions are common in remote places. An old, abandoned building on the outskirts of town, or even in the middle of a forest like this. And it's usually done in the middle of the night to avoid getting caught by authorities or other law enforcement agencies.

A middle-aged man with a cut across his right face only smiled as he enjoyed the cigar he had started in the car. Next to standing a younger man holding a rather large suitcase.

Before he stood a much younger man, but just as dignified as he was. His face is so cold and flat and he doesn't breathe on it.

"I don't want to linger, let's wrap this deal up as quickly as possible! "The younger man exclaimed, the man was covered with an expensive suit on his body. Standing behind him were two men with strong bodies and strong muscles.

The man with the cut on his face smiled again, he was not at all disturbed by the attitude of a business partner who was known to dislike the small talk.

"Phil, you're a regular. Never making small talk, "he exclaimed.

"My goal is to do business, and that's all we have to do now," he explains.

The middle-aged man nodded softly, then coded to his men holding the suitcase to come forward and show them the money.

In the distance a man concealed himself behind the trees, observing the ongoing transaction. He grinned when he felt the deal was going as it should.

He deliberately failed to approach them, who all knew that Philip, who was his trusted accomplice, was the head of the group at his command.

Yes, only a few people know themselves who is the true head of a large Mafia group that was so scared -- Dark Appollyon.

-To Be Continue-