Ceremonial Rites

"The President of the United States has withdrawn his troops out of the Gulf of Mexico after the dispute that happened between the Federal Bureau of Investigation and Military forces of Mexico last monday, April 30. The FBI was allegedly in surveillance to this drug cartel that's behind the rampant drug problem. In addition to this, the Mexican government also accused the military forces of US in supplying informations to the FBI." "In the light of the recent events, the government especially the president himself assured both the American and Mexican people that everything has been in discussion with Mexican government solving this misunderstanding." "The purpose of the withdrawal of the fleet out of gulf of Mexico was to establish a peaceful approach towards the minor incident that happened. Mexico on the other has tightened

I woke up the next day feeling exhausted like I spent the entire day at the gym. I turned around to face my clock when the American flag was waving from the wall. God damn it! I pushed the intercom. "Mr. Smith!" I shouted. "Master Alderige, sir."  "My room. Now." I heard the knob turning, showing a worried old man. He's like my second grandfather here. My mom and dad are on their retirement vacation somewhere around the world and as the only child to the family, I inherited everything including the fucking family problems. Mr. Smith has been with the family for as long as I can remember. "Is there anything you need, sir?" I groaned at him, pointed the flag at his upper area waving ominous

For the past days that I've been riding a chopper, the wind and the annoying sound from the propeller are still the best weapon to make me snap. Although I own the chopper I'm still not used to its loud roar. The worst part is there are five more black fucking hawk roaring in line. My acting assistant was shocked when I snatched my bag from him. The pilot saluted at me the moment he had a glimpse of me. I signaled my assistant to get in. "Mr. Alderige, sir. The rest of the team will see you in Brazil. Private James will be your temporary security." The captain pointed the young man beside me. Like he can protect me. From the looks of it, I'll be babysitting this guy. I smiled and nodded at the captain before we took off. The chopper immediately dash towards the vast ocean. The pilot had his orders to turn on our tracker when we reach the Mexican territory. We had to

Sao Paulo, BrazilEl Puerta Resort  "United States has not yet signed the bilateral agreement formed by the Mexican government to solve the conflict between the two. The president said that they are still evaluating the agreement offered to them." "It was this morning that there's been a drug sample seized by the authorities with a logo of a famous company own by a prestigious family. The company has yet to give any statements regarding the involvement of their company in this drug trade. The company allegedly own a research site in Mexico specializing chemical modernizations but the company denied the allegations." My father just hanged up on me and he managed to silence few of the news agencies in the US. We can't afford a spot in our cleanest cloth. The company is still hitting rock bottom and

Sao Paulo, BrazilEl Puerta Resort07:00 It must be a military habit to wake up early and knocked loudly to your door ignoring the possibility that you are still sleeping. I groaned loudly as I walked towards the door. What's the point of having your own room when they can disturb you anytime they want. Another loud knock hit my door while I'm still removing the locks on it.  I was raised back to the mortal world the moment Yao Ming bumped into me as he stride inside. What is wrong with these people?! "I didn't say come in." I said sarcastically. Derrick made himself comfortable to my couch, Diego looked unfazed on my swivel chair, Yao Ming leaned near the bathroom and Marco sat on the bed. They look serious. Okay. Something's up. I