There is something wrong with the whole system. Nah, there must be something wrong with the generation itself.

With the advance of technology and thinking, people these days are more adaptable to new and weird things.

The son I know, the mafia leader I raised him as, the man he is, the monster in him I'm always proud of is nowhere seen when he is around the banshee girl.

This must be indeed a generation thing!

"You know why I like you so much, Oldie?" Banshee girl said excitedly as her alcohol stood beside her as he is brimming at her like a fool.

What the hell is there to like in her?

My part time worker son is just standing beside her and looking at her as if he was seeing a goddess right before his eyes.

Pfft! Such a silly fool!

"I don't care. I am not really well so I will not be able to go to your university with you." I said as I adjusted myself comfortably on my bed and closed my eyes to sleep peacefully for awhile.

This has been going on from past half an hour. I was making plans to avoid going with her from the last night and brilliantly came up with the idea of feigning ill health.

Banshee girl is like a kind of bubble gum that just sticks unless she is given the right solution to get detached with. So telling her I'm not interested is not an option because that stupid girl actually has some good skill in convincing me.

So better act sick. No matter what madness a girl posses, a girl is still a girl and she cannot trouble an old sick man.

"As I was saying, the reason I like you is, you can go to any extent to help this little girl of yours. You know I'm an aspiring acupuncturist and I'm taking you to an experiment; knowing my efforts in realizing my dream, you actually went as far as to get sick for me so I can have a better experience? Why do you love me so much, Oldie?" How in the hell did she come up with such absurd conclusion?

The more I listen to her, the more I get sick in my brain.

"Yes, it has been only a couple days with the great boss here but I came to understand how much of a softie he is, little Fae. I never saw him like that at all." My own son betrayed me for silly feelings he felt for that banshee girl.

"You should work hard and take this gang to a whole new level. I know you will. I have my faith in you." Wow! Am I watching a school drama right now?

Why don't you both just kill me?

One is a girl who has no realization to anything around her and the other is the man that came from me but has nothing that is related to me.

Faustino grinned widely and cupped her face in his hands as he gave a peck on her forehead so naturally and the f**king thing is banshee did not mind at all. "I only need your belief in me. With you beside me, I can do wonders." Lol! That made me scoff.

With her beside him he can do wonders! This should be my worst nightmare.

"Alright Oldie, let's go. We have a long drive to go and please don't take any medicines; now that you are already sick, I want you sick." She said clapping her hands as my own son, the light my eyes came forth to help me up.

I grumbled over and over in the car ride with a hope that at least then she will see my refusal in acting as her specimen but damn, Faustino – my f**king blood told her to not worry about me and just do as she please.

"Stop distracting her, Padre. Just get along. How can you even scowl at such a lovely girl?" My boy is gone! He is gone beyond my reach.

Having a son is useless!

I gave him a stinky eye as my scowl deepened at him. No, I can't let him do this to himself. I can't let his future ruined because of banshee.

"I don't accept her as your girlfriend and I cannot accept your feelings for her. I will not let you to be with her." I whispered back vehemently gritting my eyes as the mere thought of banshee being in Diaz's life forever.

"I –" Faustino started to reprimand me but was cut off by the only banshee ever.

"Ferb said you have a son so tell me when are am I going to meet him?" She asked excitedly.

What cannot excite her?

"He is cruel and bloodthirsty. He kills people for fun and he loves to torture someone as a hobby. Do you really want to meet him?" I told her but the underline is threatening her.

I know it scares her definitely so if later on she comes to know that her alcohol is actually the son I'm talking about, I don't have to do anything to separate them. She will retreat herself.

"Indeed only perfection comes from perfection. Sounds like a fun person, I love to meet him." Perfection? Me? My son?

Did the oxford dictionary finally change the meaning of the word perfection?

How come killing and torturing came in same line with perfection?

After I heard the horrible thing of the century, I shut my mouth not wanting to hear anymore of her crap and so does the other two. We reached her university soon and as we stepped out, everyone just stood frozen and fumbled back with fear and terror.

Exactly! That is how you should react when you see me or Faustino!

Without a care in the world, without minding others reaction to us, the royal banshee just skipped inside the building while I and Faustino followed suite her to the lab where I will be tied down like a specimen.

We reached a room which has a small bed complimented with different kinds of instruments and props. One word, the room looks like some kind of oriental clinic.

"My – Mr. M- Mr. Diaz, Welcome. H-how may may I help you?" The dean stuttered, sweating profusely. He is shivering like a leaf in the rain and to be honest, I loved the reaction.

It feels like a whole birth that I saw such a reaction to me and my son after a long time. I don't need to have lunch and dinner today. I'm full and satisfied already.

Faustino held the same fearsome expression like mine while the royal banshee is in her season two episode seventeen of her madly grinning.

"Mr. Allen, I brought my own person for the experiment of activating the cells through acupuncture." Banshee said respectfully and politely to the dean and for the first time I saw her talking to someone in a polite tone.

Is this dean greater than Diaz family-name?

Dean Allen looked petrified at banshee as took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat forming on his forehead while on the other hand I scowled at my situation.

"Go on, do whatever you like to learn the lesson and get a high score in this practical exam." Can someone knock some sense into my son?

He is sending his own father to the needle path of hell?

I wish his mother was still alive and could talk out with him.

I stood firm in my place not wanting to believe the nightmare. Forget about being a mafia leader, I want to whine.

I don't want to be stabbed by needles. They look painful!

Someone save me!

"Are you sure you want me to lay on that bed and get stabbed by those needles? Where is your filial piety? You can do this for a girl?" Forgetting about my ego and reputation as a father, I blackmailed him emotionally.

If a little drama can help, then why not!

"Yes. Now go, get healthy while also helping your future daughter in law in scoring good marks." I sighed dejectedly.

When my own blood is against me then what can I expect from someone else?

After much hesitation, I finally laid on the bed as the shivering dean stood beside banshee providing with the needles with quivering hands.

"He is Miguel Diaz the great. How in the hell did you get him to be your specimen? Rumors say that he is a bloody Mafia leader." The dean tried to whisper softly but I can still hear him as clear as my situation.

"They are not rumors, Mr. Allen. He is really a Mafia leader and he is also my new friend. I thought, with my good connections with him, with his old ragged body, dried and died cell tissues, rotten bones and half dead health, it is only right I use my knowledge on him and bring back the life in him. A win-win situation, Mr. Allen. Don't worry, Oldie Miguel is like a rabbit, cute and obedient." She said casually as stomped on my ego again and again without a care.

A if it is not enough, Faustino nodded his head enthusiastically at banshee in an encouraging manner showing me the hell of being pierced with several needles for good hour.

This girl is a female Satan in human body!

She is a pure danger to me and I will have to try harder to get her out of our lives.

Hell, I will just kill her!