A/N: Hey guys, I know its been a while since I updated this story but out of good faith, I wanted to show I haven't forgotten about it and started typing again! It wasn't easy to come up with something for this but I hope you all enjoy it none the less! (^_^)

Chapter 5

Learning the Hard Way

"I'm sorry Manny, but Frida has been placed into a comma. We don't know for how long; it could be days, weeks, or sometimes even years. If I were you I would plan for the worst Mr. Rivera. We both know that Mrs. Squarez's family will be informed soon and considering how she was found at the scene, with your claws dug in deep within her chest, it wont spell out well for you. Not to mention that her father is the Chief of Police and he can't even stand being in the same country as you. If you want my advice, I would try to prove my innocence before I was caught. Do me a favor though and Make Django scream for me OK! I'll try to cover for you till then."

Manny staired at the Docter who still wore his surgical gown. his mask was hanging around his neck reaviling his evenly tanned and freshly shaved face, giving him a five o'clock shadow. The Docters placed a hand on the knee of Manny's blood stained leather pants and gentally squized it to give the young hero some sign of comfort, but Manny didn't care or notice it. All he wanted now was revenge and he would do what ever it took to get it, even if it meant turning his back on his own family.

The boy looked back at the abnormally young professional who couldn't have been no more than 19 years old. Regardless of his age, he was still grateful for saving Frida. Manny forced a fake smile across his cheeks and a hollow, "Thank you", before standing up, slid on his El Tigre mask, and walked towards the hospital exit with his head hung low and his fists tightly clenched. When he reached the automattice sliding doors of the hospital exit, the doors slid open as he stepped on the large black rubbery mat underneath his brown dusty boots. The young, tiger themed, hero looked over his shoulder with his eerily glowing green eyes to the doctor and said with a deep, freezing cold, venoms tone in his voice.

"Tell me when she's up, OK doc?"

The Doctor, in all seriousness responded with a leveled tone. "You'll be the first to know."

Manny, looked back one more time to burn the face of the Doctor in his memory's for future reference, but when he turned around, the man had disappeared, leaving the surgical gown, white collard shirt, mask, latex gloves, black plad pants, black belt, white tube socks, and clean brown shoes on the floor. He looked at the nurses who had a look of horror painted across their now pail faces.

"It was as if the man had evaporated into thin air?", one of the nurses screamed. With that, El Tigre turned around, walked out, and jumped out of sight, unable to comprehend what had just happened or who he might have been really talking to. The man never wore a name tag, like all doctors should and he seemed to know that Manny did hurt her on per pass.

"Wait! How did he know it was Django who set me up?..... Why am I just know realizing this?" The hero rubbed his head with both hands while jumping from roof top to roof top, moving towards the only place he could think of, home.

"AHG! None of this makes sense to me!.... I wish Frida was here right now, she would come up with something, stupid, but at least it would make sense to me!" the more he though about her, the more his chest started to ache and the more he wanted to make Django pay!

Unknowingly however, Manny was being watched very carfully atop another roof top not to far from were he was now.

"Well, well, looks like you made one little kitty want to sharpen his claws on my face. nicely done." Said the dark, red eye's silhouette.

"Really? I thought he already did that on your skull some time back? haha-"

"Shut up! I don't like being reminded of that incident." He said, interrupting the mans light chuckle.

"Then next time don't try to hit on his girl while he's in plain sight Django. I mean that both socially and physicaly."

"Yeah, your right like always. You know that pissis me off sometimes right?" he looked at the young, 6 foot man standing before him. He wore plain blue jeans, blue Nike sneakers, an unzipped brown leather jacket, a teal T-shirt, brown leather belt, and a rope necklace with a small Virgin Mary pendent around his neck.

"If it didn't, then it wouldn't be any fun now would it?" The tall man said playfully.

"Well, it doesn't matter now, so long as you did your job, everything should be falling into place. If Tigre thinks that seeing his beloved Frida covered in her own blood was rough, wait until he see's the amount of pain I'll put into him when I take her away, turn everyone in the city, even his family again him, and scar him in the exact same way he scared me. Thats, when I'll leave him wondering the earth as a hollow, burnt out, shell of a man who will have nothing to live for and I will simply move on to the next victim. If he's patient and wise, he will rise up from the ashes and regain everyones trust again without me disturbing him and have everything he had lost once I'm done."

"I wont judge your methods, but even I think that may be taking it to far." Crossing his arms together, imagining the torcher in his head.

"What you think doesn't matter, point is he'll pay, and I'll be satisfied. Don't let you sympathy step in the way or else I'll have to get rid of you and i honestly don't want to do that to the only person that I trust. So don't push it Miguel!"

"Don't worry, I might be an ass to you now and again but i respect you none the less. But enough with the idol chatter, whats next?"

"How about we pay little miss sleeping beauty a visit? And then give her the bony cold kiss of awakening that will remove the memories of Manny Rivera from her subconscious...... forever?"

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A/N: It's not one of my best works but it does push the story along which is more than I could say before when i wasn't typing lol. Hope you all enjoyed and I hope you will find the next chapter to be.... chilling. Till then keep up the R&R, keep writing, and of course......

Stay Frosty!