Insight on my nature
“I’ll tell you something about yourself today,” Mark spoke as he made Zadkiel follow him to his office and instead of sitting formally on the chairs, facing each other, they sat on the couch side to side.
“Listen Zadkiel, you know this is a public-funded orphanage. Although the existence of orphanages has almost gone extinct, we’re still running this nonprofit a-sort-of organization.” Mark started and Zadkiel was trying to relate this information to himself.
“When we found you, we took you in because to us, you were just another baby who lost his parents and we wanted to protect you. We didn’t know what you exactly were back then. If we had an idea, we would’ve left you on that roadside.” Mark took a pause.
“That feels great to hear.” Zadkiel chuckled bitterly.
“I know but I always think about a broader picture. You lifted your crib in front of the couple who came to adopt you when you were just 1 and a half. They thought you were possessed and adopted someone else.”
“Wow!” Zadkiel laughed at his fate.
“I’m not trying to hurt you but you need to know this. Every time someone came to adopt you, you did strange things and that’s why we had to keep you in isolation to protect other kids. We also thought for a while that you were possessed and performed exorcism but found out you were never possessed.” Mark again took a long breath before continuing.
“Zadkiel, you’re a predator.” Now Zadkiel understood why he was taking a long pause. He was preparing himself for this sentence. Though Zadkiel just kept looking at him for more details.
“You’re dangerous to the human species. You had to be kicked out of this place but you were only 6 when we found out that and kicking you out seemed so cruel so, we started injecting you aconite. It controlled you and we kept you because apart from your demonic side you were just a precious child.” Mark again took a pause.
“When we found out about your disease, we tried everything we could to save you but there’s nothing out there to save you. Not anything that our trustable sources know of. So, we stopped searching.” Mark now scooted closer to Zadkiel and placed a hand on his shoulder.
“Son, we have nothing against you but you need to understand that you’re different and unique. One word out and they’d tear you apart to study you. That’s why I don’t trust you with anyone. Plus, that’s just one reason. If words get out that we raised a predator in our orphanage and jeopardized human life, they will shut this place down and hundreds of kids will become homeless, once again. So, you have to understand why I’m not letting you go with Ford.” Mark ended his speech there while Zadkiel just listened to it, without interruption because he was thinking about things in his mind.
“Do you think, there are others like me?” Zadkiel asked him, masking the expressions that he knew there were.
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen one other than you.” Mark honestly replied.
“Don’t worry, I won’t go with him, Father. No matter how much it pains.” Zadkiel assured him, standing up.
“Are you in pain, right now?” Mark asked him.
“I’m in pain all the time, Father and as if it isn’t enough you make me inject aconite. And it’s that time of the year when it becomes unbearable but I guess just a few more months and then this will end.” Zadkiel gave him a sad smile.
“Aconite is to keep everyone safe from you. I’m sorry, son but I can’t risk other normal human kids’ lives.” Mark stated, giving Zadkiel an apologetic smile. Zadkiel gave him a nod and walked towards the door. He opened the door and was about to get out when he turned his head around to face Mark again.
“Umm Father…” He called Mark who arched his brows to show him that he was listening. “Humans are predators as well. Might as well try to keep them safe from each other.” He gave a tight-lipped smile before leaving his office.