BONUS
8 years ago
Leonard's POV
Waylon Palace
Eyes- mirror to the soul and crystal glass of emotions. The glass breaks, reconstructs and then remembers the scars.
"Oh looks like my men have done a large mistake. They are fools Mr Leonard, don't mind them."
"Who are you and what do you want?" I snarled.
"Straight to the point Mr Waylon... I see, well we are here to kill you"
Looking at my terrified daughter and wife, I saw something snap in Ajax's eyes, a spell was broken and a curse was placed.
The Mob boss loaded the gun and pointed at my head.
"Wait" a voice came our strong despite terror and trepidation seizing the environment.
"What little boy, wanna bid farewell to daddy?" I realised the voice was of my ten year old child.
"No, I want to kill him myself" I whirled my head towards him with the speed which could have broken my neck. The Mafiaman was in shock too.