Angel Grace was left in shock. She coudln't utter a word but her mouth was open.
Her hands were shaking.
But she could still manage to pull the knife which she used to stab V Morningstar from its rack.
*
Angel Grace was filled with curiosity, confusion and doubt.
She was sure it was the very knife her hand used in her act of violence against V.
The man or should he be called the Son of thr Devil whom she thought she nearly killed.
Angel Grace immediately threw the knife to the sink.
*
Angel Grace:
"Impossible"
*
Yes. It was impossible for a human not to bleed when cut, when stabbed and when shot by a gun.
BUT he was no human.
He was the son of the devil.
*
Angel Grace sat back on the chair with all her thoughts, wondering how impossible it was for him not to bleed.
She got scared.
She didn't feel safe being with V in one roof.
Not with the frightening act V did to her.
**
Angel Grace caressed her arm.
The arm which V bit from th request she made to him.
Angel Grace:
"That orphan."
She stared at the bruise.
Though she couldn't feel the pain from V's act of violence, she could still see the evidence of the crime committed.
Truth was, she was already numb.
Numb from being used to of being a victim, a suspect or a law abiding officer who could heartlessly cage her from the hunger she felt inside.
But she was the one who imprisoned herslef into the craving of a mother's love, understanding and care. A mother's presence. A mother's warm.
Yes, she had father whose always after for her safety. A father who hungered for a daughter's love, care and understanding. A father whom his presence was never recognized. A father getting used to his daughter's coldness.
But never giving up.
That one day, his daughter would somehow understand why he was protecting her.
The world is full of evil.
And she needed to protect her.
Away from evil.
Not realizing that evil is within every human.
Evil is within the heart of every human who hungered for more.
Evil is within the head of every human who thirst for more.
Evil is within the hand of every himam who craved for more.
Evil is the excessive serving and consumption in a plate of sins.
Famished by too much.
Stomach filled with lavishness.
Emptied by sins.
Emptied for more.
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V removed his shirt and burried his face into the warmth of his pillows.
He closed his eyes.
Mental images of the halloween party kept on replaying in his mind.
A party. Drinks, foods, making out. Fun.
He smirked.
Fun had no place in hell. Not for the hungry soul craving for salvation.
But everyday was a party. New guessts, special guessts, with a feast prepared only for their arrival.
The feast in the lake of fire.
The feast in which too much is too much.
There is excessive suffering.
A lavish plea for an escape from the caged party where fun never ends.
*********
V had too much on his first day in Last Town, St. Magdalene's Village.
But his craving for more interesting happening would never be filled.
But he was not craving for someone to be punished.
To him, interesting didn't mean meddling.
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V Morningstar was awaken by the cold tip of the knife pointing under his chin.
He just smirked while slowly opening his eyes.
He was not showing any sign of surprise. He was expecting Angel Grace's presence.
She was pointing the knife with her persistent hand ready to find out the truth about V's invulnerability.
V could just grab the sharp edges of the knife from her without bleeding throw her away from his bed in a blink of an eye.
But seeing her on top of him and locking his legs to his body added to the flavor of interest he liked to taste from her.
V:
"INTERESTING"
*
Angel Grace tightened the grip of the knife and pushed it nearer to V's skin.
She looked at him intensely. She was ready for her Violent Act against him. Only if she could.
*
Angel Grace:
"What are you?"
*
V grabbed the sharp edge of the knife and pushed it aside from his face.
*
V:
"I am who I am."
*
Angel Grace witnessed it with his very eyes. He held the blade of the knife but he did not bleed.
It was very impossible for a human to do it.
Angel Grace thought that he should be hurt by then and blood should be dripping on the blanket.
Her eyes widened. Her hands were shaking.
She was convinced that V was not a normal human being.
*
Angel Grace:
"You, son of the devil."
*
V just rolled his eyes.
*
V:
"You said it."
**
**
V grabbed the knife from her and threw it on the ceiling. It was perfectly pierced leaving the handle of knife the only visible part from the floor.
V suddenly sat on the bed and grabbed Angel Grace's hair.
She was shocked but expected V's violent act to her.
*
V:
"Such a nuisance. Were you not taught even a teaspoon of etiquette?"
Angel Grace looked away from V.
He let go of her hair.
She stood and jumped off from his bed and smirked.
*
Angel Grace:
"Let your maxim be the maxim of others."
*
V yawned.
He rose from bed and folded his blanket. It was few of the chores he learned from Father Phillipe which he prefer calling hardwork.
Angel Grace crossed her arms.
How could he ignore her?
*
Angel Grace:
"You started being violent to me. So don't expect your enemy to be very good to you!"
*
V just rubbed her eyes and sat on the edge of the bed.
*
V:
"You were not told to love your enemy, then?"
*
Angel Grace laughed. How could someone who had the guts to hurt her just casually said those words?
*
Angel Grace:
"You've got to be kidding me! You are impossibe!"
*
V looked at Angel Grace with a serious look on his face. He wasn't kidding . . . At all.
*
V:
"Things are never impossible to me."
*
And that includes being invulnerable.
That includes being the son of the devil.
*
Angel Grace:
"You can't trick me, V Morningstar. Sooner or later, I'll find out what kind of impossible you are."
**
V just shrugged his shoulder and watched Angel Grace opened the window and stepped outside.
******
After a few minutes, V took a shower, put his clothes on and went up to have breakfast with the Heavens.
But he only saw Officer Paul Heavens in the dining room.
V stared at the empty chair beside where he was sitting.
Officer Paul Heavens noticed V staring at it.
He laughed.
*
Officer Paul Heavens:
"My daughter don't usually eat breakfast with me."
*
He paused for a while.
*
V could see Officer Heaven's weariness.
*
Officer Heavens:
"We don't actually eat together, anymore. . . Since her mother died."
V just looked at the police officer and started eating.
V di not want to be a part of how Angel Grace left Officer Paul Heavens in starvation for a daughter's love to his father. But he did not have any choice.
V could not just halt the officer. Not with a hear craving for a daughter's love.
But would he give a dam* between their relationship?
Because. . . Maybe . . . Just maybe, he knew what it feels to have a distant relationship to a father.
He just didn't feel his own father drawing himself to him as his son. Instead, he felt being driven away.
*
Officer Paul Heavens:
"A family should be talking things over dinner, right? Sometimes I question myself if I were a good father to Angel Grace. We can't even have a good conversation. A conversation that does not involve an argument."
V just looked at the officer. He didn't know how to comfort a hungry heart of a father for his daughter's love, care and understanding.
But he uttered word he wished he did not.
*
V:
"I'll eat with you from now on."
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TGU:
"Emptied for more."