The Downfall.

TWELVE YEARS AGO

Antonio stood over the little girl's lifeless body on the ground, the smoke surrounding them he watched as her blood pooled around her body. He couldn't help but feel guilty, and one thing about him is that he never feels guilty over anything, ever.

He felt it was his fault that she ended up being the victim of his plan, being the leader after all he had to make sure that nothing happened to innocent people. His plan had been really simple and clear, evacuate the citizens that didn't have to be there leaving only Luca and the pathetic team he had.

Crouching down he brought his hand to her face as her dull eyes looked right at his. Culpability hit him like a thousand bricks all at once and a tear found its way out of his eye. He hadn't cried since his parent's death and that was years ago. Bringing his fingers to her eyes, he closed her eyelids and picked her up walking over to one of his men, handing her body over to him, he looked at her once more.

"Make sure she