"I told you he'd snap," Kim glowered, puffing a lungful of smoke in the air. "I've always known he's nothing like his father. Now, you've seen it yourself, what more could he prove for you to believe me?"Elbows leaning against the rusty railings of hospital balcony, Kaiser shrugged. "What a shame. He could be the best leader of the organization.""Hell nah! You really meant what you said before?" Kim caught a breath, brows raising in disbelief. "Mr. Hunt already chose you years ago over his own son. What is there too muzzy for you not to understand?""Scott is like a brother to me. That's what I'm taking into consideration," Kaiser drew himself a chastened sigh. "I was hopeful I could lead him to the path Mr. Hunt wanted him to trail. I was wrong."With a vigorous sniff, Kim rolled her eyes, moved closer, and brushed her lips against Kaiser's. Although he had the urge to respond, his melancholy stopped him. "We're not doing this now, Kimberly," he placed a hand between them both. "Jun
"TASTE IT! TASTE IT!" The man in Christian's face said in a wide, horrifying grin; eyes nearly popping out of their sockets—chopping his own hand. Kathleen only watched the entire frightening scene, shrieking in fear. She wanted to run and leave the house, but the idea of him being the real Christian ceased her judgements. He must be a doppelganger. He should be! Yet, what if..."S-Stop!! Please, stop!"Christian only stood there, knife still in hand, still wearing his terrifying grin. Dogs in the neighborhood started howling. Suddenly, the lights went off. Although the sun has begun to explore most parts of the living room, Kathleen still couldn't see him clearly.Disregarding the cold sweat beading her body and the twists and knots of mixed emotions made every breath a strained battle, she forced herself to move closer to him. One step, and one more..."He's listening! He's listening!"Christian's demonic voice made Kathleen's temples throb. "W-Who's listening?" She managed to ask
"Still none?"Theresa responded to Tomoya's question with a regretful nod."Well, we'll surely get something soon," Tomoya shrugged back to the grimoire. "Take your time and I'll take mine. I just know I've read something here on how to counter demons... you know... demons are like humans. They have also, how should I say this... they also have races.""I thought we're taking our time here?" Theresa grimaced."Hmm..." Tomoya cocked a brow. "You're being really mean these days. Calm down, geez! Or, perhaps, are you on your period—AW!" He yelped when the heavy pillow came in contact with his forehead."WHAT'S THAT FOR?!""What's that for my ass!" Theresa growled. "When was I not even mean to you? On top of that, you're giving me hypertension. Can't you see that I don't wanna talk?! I'm an introvert! AND—," she raised a finger in between them. "What's been happening lately made me lose my shit! How am I supposed to stay calm?!"'Twas a long speech, but Tomoya only looked at her in askanc
"I called for transparency; I didn't expect you'd come.""I needed to know the details," Takumi sounded more like an investigator rather than a concerned friend. The nurse, who's tending Kathleen's arm, glanced at the two of them only to realize they were the once showing on the Emergency Room's television in Global Mass-Media Flash Report."I can see you informed the cops about what happened.""Am I not supposed to?""I didn't say that. I was just concerned how will you explain what had happened," Takumi sloped against the wall next to the bed where Kathleen is lying."You talk like an old stager. How'd you know?""I didn't; however, why else would you be so transparent about this if things ain't connected?"Kathleen fleered. "I don't wanna argue anymore, and if you don't mind, I need you to talk with Mr. Cagas. He's the head investigator about this shit. Just make up any stories you can think of. I really need to get some rest."Takumi quickly swallowed his unsaid words when a man ar
"I'd prefer to have them on and I believe it's none of your business.""Geez! You've become quite rude over the years," Zach giggled. "Anyhow, if you're not familiar with that, then you may go.""Cool," Takumi stood up right away and walked towards the door, leading outside. He's about to turn the knob open when Zach spoke again, almost in a whisper."But, I still have my eyes on you, boy.""Do whatever pleases you," Takumi left and by the time he reached the ground floor, his fist had come in contact with the wall. "Curse you!" He groaned. "Curse you, Zach!" *** Tall, green grasses thrash at his legs as dews, left on shrubs, scintillated, sweeping pass his peripheral vision. Shadows keep on emerging one after another and swiftly vanishes before being seen. Takumi knew there were souls watching him ever since he's born, but today, things had gotten clearer."Ugh!" He groaned, pressing his eyes with one hand in sudden intense pain. Little by little, the vibrant grasses turned red as t
"D-Do we really have to do this, mistress?" Charlotte asked, fidgeting beside the woman whom she calls herself Mistress Karamazov. Tears had started dimming Charlotte's visions, exerting much effort to stop herself from crying as she watch the three men in black cloak tying her unconscious and blindfolded child to a metal cross bolted upright in the middle of a pentacle. Even though some individuals associate pentacles with evil spirits, the Karamazovs believe that it represents sanctity, thus, greatly helps in driving evil forces away, providing protection to individuals whose soul has been retained by the devil.They've now transferred at the household garden to where the ritual must be performed before Takumi wakes up. The pentacle he's in is surrounded by torches placed on each corner on five different points."You wanted to save your child, don't you?" Mistress Karamazov's voice sounded hoarse with age. She, then, carefully took an old book underneath the black cloak she's wearin
His eyes shifted towards the door when it opened and there, Tomoya stood. “You called, nii-san?” He asked, stepping inside completely to hand Takumi his bathrobe which he took and wore.“Yes,” he nodded. “It’s about Kathleen.”Takumi’s tone of voice sent chills to Tomoya’s spine. He had expected things to have fallen downhill when Kathleen called; however, not to the extent that it would visibly bother his cousin that would create creases on his forehead.Takumi sighed, stepped out of shower room, and leaned his back on the nearest lavatory.He’s in deep thoughts and clearly in trouble connecting the holy dots. Crossing his arms, he muttered, “Kathleen had made a deal with a demon.”“What?!” Tomoya gasped. “W-Why?! How could she do such a thing?”“Probably to save her boyfriend,” Takumi tapped a finger on his chin. “Trouble is, the demon she had a pact with uses the same binding mark as Rener.”“Holy crap! Did you know what she sold?”“That ain’t really my concern. I don’t care much a
Theresa’s eyes opened when her phone vibrated, expecting to see Tomoya’s name on the caller ID and she was not mistaken.She stared at the call for a moment, thinking to whether answer it or not.Apparently, San Gregorio Magno Parish is an hour travel from her house and an hour-half from Tomoya’s. If she tells him she went away, he might wonder why and she’s not risking any suspicion now that the two are aware she’s still blinded from her oh-so-called visions.She sighed when the call went off and was about to sit back the pew when another one followed. It wasn’t registered and somehow brought tingles to her body.Alright, understandable. Misfortune and nothing more had to put Theresa almost twisted on her knees when she answered it and heard Takumi talk on the other line.“Where are you?”Jesus!! I just prayed for good luck and now this? She almost chokes in her own thoughts.“A-Ah… just had to pick something.”“Okay. Be at Tomoya’s in thirty minutes.”“Wait, wha—hello?” Theresa look