Chapter 3: Scott

Everything has returned to the way it was before I left for my brother's funeral except my emotion, it's already a month now after Raphael was buried, I feel like some parts of me are still there at the graveyard because since then I have always been thinking of Evangeline who it was my first meeting with her, although she's in someone's care, but I still have that urge to be there for her, I never regretted being at the funeral but the fact that I came back this way makes me quite sad.

Standing right in front of our general who has requested for my presence in his office, my hands were placed together behind me with my chest pushed out and a bold face, being in alert and standing at ease, " we have got something for you, something that you will have to carry out undercover, it's definitely not going to be an easy task because you are going there as a professor ", I brought down my face a little so that I can meet the general's eyes, seems like he was expecting me to react that way because he was also looking at me with his mouth shut, how do he expect me to stay undercover?, yet a professor, talking is not my thing and I believe he knew that, he is a father figure to me, he trained me up to this stage am in now after I was forgotten here by my parents, he broke the eye contact between us and brought out a locker under his desk, after some brief moment sorting things out from the locker, he dropped an identity card on the table with my face and name in it but my career was a professor, I looked at him again, he wasn't flinching, just maintaining a bold face like he always do, " you would be going back to where you came from, that's the location where you are to carry out your assignment and every week, we want a feedback from you, do I make myself clear? ", " Yes Sir! ", I agreed with him with my right hand placed at the side of my forehead saluting him. I have never failed an assignment before but this one source quite easy but because of my personality, it's actually the hardest, it is going to involve me to conversate with people which isn't actually my thing but when there is disadvantage, there's always going to be an advantage, I can get to have more time with Evangeline only if her protector accepts to give her over to me in peace. I believe it's time to start packing.

I stood still in the front of the mansion which looks like no one has been in there for some days or weeks now, Evangeline is probably living with her protector I guess, that sounds good though, I wouldn't get to always have her on my neck, I not used to such attention from people, I stood there as memories continues to evolve around my head bringing me back to the old days, it looks like everything is going back to the way it was except me, I will never change, I can never change again, no one has the power to put me through what I suffered in the past, am now on my own and I guess it's about time to get things started.

As I was moving into the house, I can't seem to take my eyes off the walls, looking at the pictures of that tyrant wearing a wide smile on his faces, if only I can take it away from him, a person like him doesn't deserve it. I stopped when my eyes met with Evangeline's, her picture was hanging in the sitting room, with a wide sweet smile more beautiful than that of the bloody monster, I brought it down from the wall with the aim to take a closer look at her, turns out that those monsters manage to give birth to Angels, something that I can never believe that would happen in this miserable world, I continued to stir until a drop of tear messed up everything, I can still remember the last time I cried, the day Raphael waved me goodbye before I was taken out from this particular house, being pushed into the car by that which who never wished me good, she tried all she can to make sure that I was dead but all her efforts were to no avail, I can remember the time she kept me hungry for a whole week and took Raphael away so he wouldn't have the chance to feed me, quite a funny home I grew up in, but that time, it was never funny.

My eyes were still fixed at Evangeline's picture as I began to make a move to the kitchen but was stopped by the sound of a broken glass under my right feet, I take my eyes off Evangeline to see where my feet just got into, then I noticed her beautiful sea blue eyes staring up at me, I got my foot off the photo as I picked it up, there she was, Maria, my late brother's fiance, no man can resist the smile I am seeing on her face right now, I put her broken picture on top of Evangeline's as I used my free hand to feel her face on the photo, I can feel the side of my lips go up, I never knew that she bears such a contagious smile that would end up with me getting affected, quite mysterious for me how I have managed to release a tear and a smile in this shit hole where all my pains began, she was the most beautiful thing I have ever set my eyes on, though we never had a nice speech on Raphael's funeral but I can't get myself to forget the little she said with a mixture of anger and sadness in her eyes, what am I doing?, this was my brother's woman, but now I don't understand the feeling going on inside my head, is this lust or love?, I don't know.