“Amilia…” Lizzie started and paused. She was squirming at where she was standing. Her eyes were all over the place as her finger fifidgetedAmilia kept quiet as she waits for Lizzie to talk. When Lizzie finally settled her eyes on Amilia, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “There’s something you need to know. When I got down to check on Blake, I heard some passersby saying that they saw someone standing on the balcony where they saw him fall d Lizzie finished. She was now staring straight at Amilia’s eyes without even batting an eyelid. A shiver runs down Amilia’s back as she takes in the now stoic face of her friend. It was as if Lizzie was looking at her soul and dissecting her deepest secret and also trying to implant some new ones. What? Amilia was shocked by her thoughts. She was still staring at Lizzie who was still impassive as if waiting for something. Amilia, who cannot bear the silence and uneasiness anymore, asked her. “What did they see?” For a moment, Lizzie
“John, I need more tray here. Also, can you check on Editha? How was the pancake going?” Linda was busy manning the counter and at the same time shouting her command on John at the back. The three of them had decided to put Editha in the kitchen since she was adamant to be of help at the dinner and she also can’t understand the process of handling the counter. John was tasked as her supervisor while still acting as the diner’s helper and Linda will be at the counter and will be the server. Today was one of the busy days. It was the weekend and most of the people are frequent customers of the diner. The whole place was buzzing with people, maybe that is also the reason why Linda didn’t notice a man in his fifties entering the diner. “Linda, here’s the pancake for table 12.” John placed the tray at the side of the counter and look at Linda. Linda then nodded her head as she gave the receipt to the person in front of her. She then proceeded to the side counter to serve the tray as the
Amilia reached the Underground. It was humid and stinky. The stench was so strong that it leaves marks on her nostrils. Nausea was starting to form in her throat as she heaved a deep breath. Despite all the negative and disgusting feelings she felt, she knew she was smiling. Her face was. “At last! Home sweet home!” Amilia did her best to stop her arms from stretching as if she was feeling nice and cool air. She was feeling otherwise and she want nothing more than get out of this place. Amilia did do a great job struggling because she can feel that the other entity inside was getting pissed off. So, she did struggle more. “No matter how much you fight, you can’t still defeat me. I already took hold of your body and it’s mine now. Her laughter reverberated at the place again. Amilia wanted to claw her ears off so she can no longer hear that shrieking laugh of her. She hated herself for actually being able to do that even though it was against her will. “I will… not stop. I will get
Amilia reached the Underground. It was humid and stinky. The stench was so strong that it leaves marks on her nostrils. Nausea was starting to form in her throat as she heaved a deep breath. Despite all the negative and disgusting feelings she felt, she knew she was smiling. Her face was. “At last! Home sweet home!” Amilia did her best to stop her arms from stretching as if she was feeling nice and cool air. She was feeling otherwise and she want nothing more than get out of this place. Amilia did do a great job struggling because she can feel that the other entity inside was getting pissed off. So, she did struggle more. “No matter how much you fight, you can’t still defeat me. I already took hold of your body and it’s mine now. Her laughter reverberated at the place again. Amilia wanted to claw her ears off so she can no longer hear that shrieking laugh of her. She hated herself for actually being able to do that even though it was against her will. “I will… not stop. I will get
“Why are you shivering?” The Steward asked when Amilia’s shaking became prominent. “It’s not me. It’s this stupid body.” Amilia can feel the entity rolling her eyes but not her own. The shivering and the eye roll, looked to Amilia like she had gotten back control of her own body. But the tremor she was feeling was because of her fear. Fear for her safety. “Why did you even choose this body? It looks like you don’t have any control over it.” The Steward commented. Stupid bitch! Amilia was silent for a moment. She let the seconds pass before she finally opened her trembling lips. Even in a quivering voice, she voiced her thoughts. “She’s gone now. She won’t be coming back. So, you should bring me back to earth.” “Is that so? Where did you get the idea that I will bring you back when you finally get rid of Elena?” The Steward eyed Amilia. He was challenging her and scrutinizing her at the same time. Amilia visibly backed out, getting enough space between her and the Steward. No!
“Come on! I need more pillow here.” Amilia ordered like she was the boss of the place to a Stray. Well, maybe she is, or Elena is. The Steward left her saying to just relax for a while and he will just check the progress on the Upper Ground with the Shades. They will collaborate with their plan since they need to eliminate the biggest hindrance of all, the Fallen. “More to the left.” It was evident that Elena was enjoying the luxury she was now experiencing with Amilia’s body. She was loving every minute of being free. But that doesn’t stop her from feeling she wanted more. Since it’s not every day that she would possess a body that was so inclined with hers. Why not make the best out of it? With that, Elena had thought of a great plan. No! Don’t even think about it. Amilia laughed loudly making a few Strays look her way curiously. She ignored them and straightened her back. “What? It was only a matter of time before I would be able to consume you and by that time, I will be able
“Amilia, what are you doing?” Editha exclaimed. She watched as her granddaughter extended her hand toward her. Editha had a frightened look on her face as she stared at the blackest orbs she had seen. It was round and big, and… cute. The owner of the orbs had a small and fluffy face. His tongue was hanging out of his mouth. “He likes you, Gran. Come on smile for him. You’re scaring her with that look.” Amilia said. “Amilia, darling, you know that I don’t like dogs. What are we even doing here? Harold might see us.” Editha looked around in alert. She’s been scanning the whole place since they left the diner. Since the day she saw Harold at the diner, she’s been on edge. She can’t help it, the images of Harold’s mistreatment. It was a nightmare, one she would not experience again. “Gran, please. Loosen up a bit. I bought you here today to ease your worry. Can you please cooperate?” To say that Editha was shocked was an understatement. If she had been scanning the place for Harold,
“Have you seen her? How was she?” Senna giddily asked the Fallen as soon as he returned to the apartment. The little girl, Zephyr, and Lizzy were still staying at the apartment and every day worried about Amilia. They know that she had been taken, but they did not know by whom. When the Fallen told them that it might be his old acquaintance it didn’t still sit well with them. They knew the Fallen, by an old acquaintance he might mean a lot of entity. Angels and demons, or maybe a Shade. None of those choices seems to be a good pick since the Fallen was not always on the good side as they see it. “I guess you can say that she’s fine.” The Fallen said vaguely. “What do you mean?” Lizzie stood up from the couch and stalked towards the Fallen. “She looked okay. But she was not the one who was controlling her body. She might still be inside there somewhere or…” The Fallen let the word hang in the air cruelly. He need not mention the other possibility. They all knew it. They’ve been st