Sarn, the Confession story is not what you think. If you think it is about werewolves, you are wrong. hehe. :rockon: :yes: I have yet to introduce more characters and tell about the whole background of it.
Drips, drips, and drips as the whipping rain fell on them vertical and horizontal from the darken sky. The masked ninja would ducked out of the way every time Uncle Jin would try to engage him in hand to hand combat. It was if he knew all the move sets that Uncle Jin was going to use in their contest. Back and forth their battle went until the masked ninja grew frustrated and shot two small needle like projectiles at Uncle Jin. The mud was all over Uncle Jin’s body as he got to give chase to the mask killer of Fernando’s parents. But it was too late, the killer vanished into the dark abyss of the night.
Uncle Jin was left clutching the lifeless bodies of Fernando’s parents as Fernando cried in the background. From that day onward, he vowed to raise Fernando to become an honorable and respected member of the White Lotus. No matter where he went, Uncle Jin would always reminded himself of what happened that night. He would not able at peace with himself until he had retribution for the death of his friends.
As the yacht is about to dock at the Phuket harbor, Connor MacCathy notices that Uncle Jin had been starring at his jacket for a very long time.
“Yuan, I can get you another one,” said Connor.
“Tell me,” said Uncle Jin. Rolling his wheelchair towards Connor. “What happened to that one missing button?”
“Um…I lost it during a hunting trip.”
“LAIR. I know who you really are. You lying snake.”
“You dunno know a bloody thing.”
Uncle Jin pointed his cane towards Connor. “You were there that night. It was raining and it was pouring in Brazil.”
Connor was shocked and petrified that he had been exposed. “It’s not what you think,” he pleaded.
“I should kill you with my bare hands, said Uncle Jin. “Gordon, was my best friend. How could you? What will Ayumi think of you?”
“It wasn’t me damn it, said Connor, as he looked at Uncle Jin intently. “Yes, I admit, I was there that night.”
“Gordon,” cried Uncle Jin. “I have finally found your killer. I will bring his head to your grave.”
“Listen, I was there that night but I wasn’t alone.” Connor reaches inside the cabinet to take out the jacket. “I was there to steal Gordon’s medallion but a masked ninja intercepted me first.”
“You see the claw marks on my sleeves. They were from my struggle with the ninja.”
“Who is this masked ninja?” asked Uncle Jin.
Rubbing his face, Connor said, “How am I supposed to know? His fighting skills reminded me of your.”
“Did you get a good look at his face?”
Connor sits on a chair next to Uncle Jin. “I could only see the bastard’s eyes. Oh, as I was falling down, I grabbed onto his sleeve and saw a black dragon with red eyes on his right forearm.”
Uncle Jin eyes lit up. He now knows in his heart that Connor could not be the killer because Connor barely knew how to fight. Plus, the masked ninja was just as skill as he was in Kung Fu. “Anything else?”
“I was concussed,” said Connor. “All I know is that I woke up behind the bushes in the back of Gordon’s house.” Connor points at Uncle Jin. “You were there fighting the ninja until he shot those needles at you.”
Uncle Jin was sadden as Connor wheeled him towards the top of the deck of the yacht. Could it be he thought? Could it Wang? Why would Wang kill Gordon he thought? The three of them were students of Master Linxin and they were very close. Everywhere Gordon went, Yuan (Uncle Jin) and Wang would tag along. They were inseparable until one day, Wang’s father forbid Wang from no longer hanging out with Gordon and Yuan. It was a sad day for the three of them as they bid goodbyes to each other. Gordon and Yuan moved to America and joined the White Lotus under the guidance of Uncle Chai While Wang Luofu no longer heard from his friends.
“Fernando, Fernando,” cried Uncle Jin, as he hugged Fernando. “I thought you were gone.”
“Do I know you?” said Fernando.
Uncle Jin was disheartened and determined at the same time that his nephew did not know who he was. “We’ll find a way to get your memories back. By the way, someone’s waiting for you.”
Right behind Connor, Brianna, and Tim was a teary eyes Ayumi.
“Oh, it’s her,” said Fernando. “Yeah, she made me boarded a plane here with Daisuke. And I know she deeply cares about me but I don’t why.”
Ayumi gave Fernando a super duper hug and Daisuke informed her that Fernando was in good spirit. He had been eating and sleeping well. In the morning, Fernando was even practicing Muay Boran with Kru Boonmee so he was body was in top tip shape.
Look at those two lovebirds thought Ayumi as he watched Brianna and Tim holding hands as they walked out of the yacht. Ayumi knows she should be happy for her sister but seeing the two made her a little bit jealous. How long until my Fernando returns to me she thought? She just wanted to be happy and free just like Brianna. The joy of happiness has been gone from her for far too long. She wanted to fall asleep, wake up, and knows that her heart is safe again.
“Listen,” said Fernando. “I know the one you love is inside of me somewhere. But if he never returns, will you give me a chance?”
Ayumi’s eyes and heart started to feel balmy.
“I can’t give you diamonds or gold,” said Fernando. “Nor can I give you the heavens or the stars.
Fernando hands her a locket.
“Even if my hands are bleeding, it would not stop me from reaching your secret garden.” As the two headed inside the waiting van, Fernando whispered.
“You can fall asleep now. Your heart, your soul they’re in good hands.”