In the sounthern part of Sampaloc City, the infamous Night Street was located. It's a crowded area and known to be 'awake' at night where thugs and gangs, fighters and killers, fight and hang around together.

Oddly, at this early time of night, the humid air of summer was mixed with a chilling breeze, passing every corner of the unusually deserted place. The supposedly 'awake' Night Street was nowhere to be seen.

Ever since the sudden arrival of a mysterious man, the lawless people have hidden themselves deep within their homes. Silently peeking and patiently waiting for the man to leave.

He was a visitor from an unknown place and an unknown person no less. But the fear and respect that he command from the people in this place is an acknowledgement of his untold identity.

He was the Almighty.

The God Father of the Underworld Organization.

Who will dare to provoke this Big Boss?

No words are needed to know the identity of this man. Every people who are under the influence, protection, and authority of the Underworld Organization are installed with a microchip within the shallow skin of their nape area behind the left side of their ear.

This microchip is connected to the ring of the Almighty. It is called the 'crowning ring' as it symbolized the power of the bearer over the people under its command, the authority that it holds in the underworld organization, and the identity that it bears.

Whenever the Almighty is within the radious of detection of the people with installed microchips, it will create a vibration within the area of installation and a small buzzing sound could be heard.

Before the Almighty's arrival, the lawless people were crowding the different areas of Night Street such as fighting arena, gambling dens, race tracks, brothels, and bars. But a single word of, "Disperse", from a man's deep voice behind everyone's ears turned Night Street into a frenzy of panicked and flurried actions of people trying to leave and go home. 

Unaware people were left confused and dumbfounded. Some were in the middle of a race,having a death match; others were in the high of ecstacy, after engaging in a pleasurable activity; while some were in the last bit of their clothing, due to a continous loss of gamble.

One by one, every managers of business shops and buildings in Night Street who recieved a direct command from their superiors, closed their door and turned off their lights.

Staff employees had an early night off and were left doubting their bosses.

Is there a purge? Why was everybody so weird?

Why is the entire Night Street so weird tonight?

Among the people present in the Night Street. A girl wearing a white school uniform was the most striking. She was obviously out of place and don't seem to belong in a place of action.

People who noticed her presence can't help but to stop from their flurry action and stare.

Just what the fuck?

Why is this girl in this kind of place?

Is she lost?

'Tsk. Tsk. This girl is destined to be ruined in this place.'

'Maybe shes gone crazy!'

'Fuck, let's go! Why do you have to bother about her?!'

'Yeah!We don't need to worry about her!'

However, the girl in question was still left standing in the middle of a now deserted race track watching unblinkingly the last bit of people as they leave the place. Their voices of conversation can faintly be heard floating through the wind towards the girl's direction. 

Instantly, the race track was submerged into a deep silence. The howling summer breeze softly kissed the ivory skin of the girl. It blew the curtain of hair on her face, revealing a face with  an almond-shaped hazel brown eyes.

Looking at her lonely figure in the wide empty place, people would definitely feel pity and sympathy towards her.

Who would be so heartless as to leave alone a girl while others run for safety?

What if she encountered the Almighty?

She would definetly die!

For a moment, the girl just stood still like she have no plans of leaving. After a long while of staring at the empty place, the girl finally blinked her naturaly long curly eye-lashes.

In fact, she was just — very speechless.

The light of mischief in her eyes slowly dimmed into a lazy haze. The rest of her face was hidden in the shadow of darkness. Her unbuttoned open uniform was fluttering in the wind along with the tip of her natural big curls of hair. Inside, was a cool black, v-neck shirt, showing the girl's smooth skin and seductive collarbone. Her short skirt was dancing in the wind while her legs are long and sexy.

The girl raised her right hand and swept the strands of bangs on her face while her other hand took out the strawberry flavored lollipop in her mouth.

"Heh, Night Street my ass!" An indolent voice ridiculed in the quite night.

After speaking, the girl turned to look at her red convertible. It was parked three-steps away from the finish line with an open door, open headlights and waiting engine.

She was feeling really bad!

There was a boiling pot of anger in her stomach but there was nothing or rather no one to vent on!

"They're all a bunch of losers, nuts and cowards!" the girl continued to say with a bit of anger in her tone of voice.

She ate back the lollipop and grinded the crystalized candy using her teeth in frustration.

The girl grudgingly walked towards her car, leaving behind a white stick of lollipop and a lingering scent of sweet strawberry fruit and a strong spicy smell of alcohol.

'Damn it to hell!'

'She was almost at the finish line!'

Why did those bunch of cowards suddenly turned into a frightened chickens?!

They didn't even let her cross the finish line before stopping from the race and leaving un announced!

The girl sat down on the driver seat and slammed the door with a heavy pull. She maneuvered her car out of the race track and after a few meters, she can't help but to stepped on the breaks.

A sound of tire-screeching resounded and a black print of tires could be seen on the aspalt road.

Ahh! She really can't take it lying down!

The girl  heave down a sigh of restrained anger and clicked a button to open the hood of her convertible. She needed some fresh air or she would suffocate from her anger.

'Night Street my ass!'

'Who was it again that dared her to gamble in this damn place?!'

She lost the bet and all her money but when she can finally win it all back, the weird thing happened!

What else can she do?

Where could she get back all her money?

She can only leave this damn place and beat the shit out — damn. She also don't know who was that bastard that made her come here.

The girl closed her hazel brown eyes for a moment and rested the back of her head at the headrest of her seat. She is thinking about the next course of action that she will take.

After this night, she won't probably have the chance to 'come out again'.

"She won't remember everything that happened and will going to happen. " the girl murmured in silence.

The girl was a petty person. She never tolerate any grudges. So....

When the girl opened her eyes again, a reflection of light that spells trouble was swirling within them.