A Father’s regret/ Blitzo’s revenge.
Blitzo had been missing since he was eight years old. The strangest thing was that no one could find him. Cash Buckzo, Blitzo's father and ringleader of the circus had come home empty handed after a long tour. He was sure Blitzo would be home soon. But Blitzo never came home. How was he going to break the news to his wife and daughter?. It was just one silly circus stunt that went wrong. Cash had been on edge. He was going to have to deal with this. He would have to tell his daughter the truth. But what he feared the most was ensuring Tilla's wrath. She was the one who had been with Blitzo the whole time. She was the one who was going to be angry at him. He had to think. He had to come up with a plausible lie. yes they would grieve. yest they would miss him. but the show must go on. there was money to make and people to take advantage of. He would have to think of something. He could never let Tilla find out what happened to her son. It would break her heart. he had to find a way to get him back. Those agents didn't look to tough. It was either Blitzo or Fizzorolli. And Cash didn't regret his decision. Fizzorolli was a gullible imp. he'd exploit the demon for gain. But Blitzo was a good kid and he knew he'd be back one day. "Oh fuck me, that bitch is going to kill me" Cash thought. He was going to have to get Blitzo back. "Hang in there BlitzO, daddy's coming" He thought to himself. But if she thinks he's dead, I wont have to put in the effort searching for that brat" Cash thought. His eyes wavering as he watched the agents place his son in a cage. When they were gone, he came out of hiding. His eyes fell upon a discarded piece of cloth stained with his son's blood. As he turns his back, his hand clenched in a tight fist. he promised himself one day he'd return for his son.