Back in Jamaica
At first, he felt as if he was floating in a sea of fog. There were distant voices, but he couldn't make out what they were saying. Then, images began flashing before his eyes, images of his life, his mother, his father, the lady he was supposed to marry. They came slowly at first, then they began speeding up until his brain was bombarded with memories.
Then came the memory of how he got on this Island, and his eyes shot open. At first, he remained very still, taking deep breaths as his memories organize themselves.
Taking another deep breath, he slowly sat up. "Your Highness." Keshan and Lee greet him in union while kneeling next to his bed.
He moved his head to both sides slowly, trying to loosen the muscles in his neck, and his dark eyes then began scanning the faces in the room. His eyes stop on Evan's face, and he nods slowly, and Evan nods back.
His eyes then went to the men kneeling by his bed. "Rise." He commanded, then swinging his legs off the bed, he stood before them.
"Your Highness, do you remember us? We're your bodyguards and very good friends, please say you remember us." Keshan pleads.
"Hello, my friends." Mathayus greets them in Arabic, wrapping his arms around both of them and hugging them tightly. "Oh, thank goodness." Lee sighed in relief hugging Mathayus tighter.
"Does this mean you got your memories back?" Evan asks, and Mathayus nods. "How is my father?" He asks, addressing them in Arabic whenever he speaks. "Well, from the moment you went missing, he has been very anxious for you, but now he's overjoyed that you've been found safe," Keshan answered in Arabic.
"He wasn't harmed in any way?" "No, your Highness," Lee answers. "Good, thank you for finding me, my friends, but how exactly did you find me?" he asks.
"Alright, stop, I know you all have a lot of catching up to do, but we would also like to understand what you're saying, talk in English, man." One of the Razor men snaps.
"Switch to English." Mathayus commands, and both Keshan and Lee nod. "Long story short." Keshan began in English. "Three of your attackers unknowingly gave us a hint to search the Caribbean, then after arriving here we search for days with no result but then we, meaning Lee and I and a few of our men stopped by a bar in Kingston for some refreshments yesterday and the lady that served us recognize you from one of the photo I had place on the counter...
She said you saved her from the other side's base. She and one of the men from the bar led us here last night." Keshan explains. "Make sure to reward her," Mathayus says, stretching.
"Already done, your highness, after we had confirmation that it was really you, of course," Lee adds. "Good thinking, now I need to get home quickly."
"Your travelling documents are already on the Island, Your Highness. They're waiting for you at the Sangster
International airport." Lee says. Checking his watch, Mathayus realized it was almost six pm. "Hmm," He snorts, pulling on his army boots. "Those must be so uncomfortable, Your Highness." Lee's voice was sympathetic as he looked at the boots.
"They were, but I've gotten accustomed to them. I had to get accustomed to a lot of things on this Island." Mathayus snorts again. "Um... your Highness?" Lee began in an anxious tone. "We were told that you killed someone."
"Yes, I did, but you could call it self-defence, it was either me or them." "Okay, Your Highness, we will not mention it again." Lee nods. "Thank you." Mathayus nods back.
"Do you remember how you got on this Island, your Highness?" Keshan asks. "I do." "Do you remember who put you here?" Keshan asks again. "Hmm, I do." Mathayus snorts, his dark eyes glinting with rage. "Wait, you can't just leave, you're our Boss, and Razor is still out cold," one of Razor's men says.
"While being your Boss was forced on me, I don't regret being there for you all, but I need to get home, my country and family's survival depends on it. Where is Razor?" He asks.
"Across the hall." Another replied. "And Blade?" "In a room next to Razor, he's very weak, and he keeps slipping in and out of consciousness." One of Razor's men says. "Take me to Razor first," Mathayus orders, heading towards the door.
A few minutes later, Mathayus was standing next to Razor's bed. Razor had lost a lot of weight, and his complexion was very pale. Mathayus notices as his eyes rake over Razor's form. How he had hated this man at one point, but this man was also responsible for keeping thousands of people safe from a gang that was a lot worse than his.
Yes, he had done some reprehensible things, and maybe this was God's way of punishing him, but on the other hand, he couldn't help but respect him. He was dealt a hand that he had no choice but to take and make the best of, he Mathayus should know, the same thing had happen to him when he woke up on this Island, taking someone's life was never in his life plans and yet when he was put in that position he had to do what ever it took to save his own life, just as Razor had been doing for years.
"How is he doing?" He asked the doctor who had just entered the room. "How is he doing? The better question is, how are you doing? You have been out of it since last night, and now here you are walking around as if you have just woken up from a nap."
"I feel fine, thank you." "I heard you got your memory back. I'm very happy for you, and I'm assuming you now have some unfinished business to attend to?" The doctor asks. "I do, but first, about Razor?"
"You young man has continued to mystify all explanations of modern medicine, but that is a mystery for another time. Razor, on the other hand, isn't faring so well...
He has lost a lot of blood, his immune system is severely compromised, and at present, he's battling a deadly infection, but I plan on doing all I can to save his miserable life," the doctor explains.
"Thank you for all you did for me and for all you'll be doing for him, it was very interesting meeting you." "Feeling is mutual, trust me, be safe." The doctor says, shaking his hand. "I will." He nods to the doctor before leaving the room.
Next, he went to Blade's room. Blade was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling. "Hi," Mathayus greeted him, standing next to his bed. Blade slowly turned his head and focused on Mathayus's face. "Nice to see that you're still alive. Blade's voice was hoarse and weak, and he seemed to be having great difficulty breathing.
"Failure isn't an option for me, remember? What happened after you left here?" He asks. "Ambush, the gang...that...Razor went to...conduct... business with...was ambushed...by another gang...Razor was...shot multiple times...Jermaine...didn't make it." Blade explained between laboured breaths with tears in his eyes.
"Me and the...men that left...here were also... ambushed by...the same gang...I was shot in the chest...but managed to escape...the same gang that...helped Razor...also helped me... but they couldn't... help... Jermaine...they couldn't save him." Tears ran down Blade's face, and his breathing became even more shallow.
"I'm sorry about Jermaine." Mathayus gently squeezed Blade's hand. "Razor won't handle... this well...he really loved...Jermaine." Blade groans. "I know, and I'm sorry for what you all went through and for your loss, and I know the timing sucks, but I really need to get home."
"Got your memories back, did you?" "Yes, my memories have returned." "Well, we knew that... would happen eventually." Blade coughed and took shaky, shallow breaths.
"Thank you..for all you...Did here...we should've taken you with us...but then...we wouldn't have...a base to return to." Blade gave a weak laugh and coughed again.
"Relax and concentrate on your breathing, you need to regain your strength. The base needs a Boss until Razor recovers. Evan is in charge until you're strong enough." Mathayus smiles squeezing Blade's hand again.
"Okay man, go handle your business... It will take more than a bullet to... the chest...to kill me." Blade gave another weak smile and Mathyaus bow slightly to him, then after patting him gently on the shoulder Mathayus walk slowly from the room.
"How soon can you acquire Fifteen million of the currency they use on this Island?" Mathayus ask Keshan. "Within the hour, your Highness." "Okay, proceed." Mathayus order with a nod. "Right away, your Highness." Keshan quickly take out his phone and dial one of his men's number.
Thank you for reading
words of encouragement
when the enemy comes with his darkness, sing faith and talk faith and you'll find that you have sing and talked yourself into the light.
Riddle from the last ch: What do you get if you cross a skunk and a bee?
Ans: An animal that stinks as it stings
Ha classic, alright try this one
How do you know that a train went by?
Good luck.