Aloysia made up her mind. She would never return to the café. How could she face them? Anteiku. They avoided killing people at all costs. She had violated their belief for peace. What made matters worse was that she became a cannibal. They would most definitely fear her. Even if they did accept her, she would put their lives at stake. It was too dangerous for her to be close to them. She was on the CCG's wanted list. Any contact with them would lead to their deaths.
Aloysia's gazed raked across the pretty beige marble floor. Odd enough, despite the fact that at that point of time she should, under no circumstances, trust anyone, she placed her faith in a young woman by the name of Chloe. Chloe was twenty and she was sixteen. Quite a fair age difference. Chloe was a ghoul as well. Saving Aloysia from danger twice and helping her get a mask along with offering her shelter in her home was indeed impressive.
"You aren't scared of me?" she could clearly remember herself asking.
Chloe laughed, and made Aloysia feel a whole lot stupider than she thought she was.
"I saved you twice, helped you, providing you shelter… do you think I'm scared of you if I did all of that?" she smiled. "Besides, I'm a SSS class too you know."
"I'm only SS," Aloysia replied.
"Nope. It was announced on the news. Why would you be on the wanted list if you're only SS?"
That made sense. Aloysia nodded solemnly. However, it did not feel right.
Aloysia eyed Chloe as she sauntered across the living room. She was too relaxed for Aloysia's liking. Was she not even a tiniest bit afraid of her?
"What channel would you like to watch?" Chloe looked down at Aloysia who was sitting on the floor by the couch with her legs drawn up to her chest.
"Its fine," Aloysia returned a tense smile before diverting her attention back to the floor once more. Aloysia was in the dark blue pullover hood and crisp white mini shorts Chloe had bought for her. The main purpose of them was to hide her eye-catching white hair and blend her into the crowd whenever she leaves the house. Honestly speaking, Aloysia found them comfortable and a good break from her blood stained clothes she wore most of her life besides those happiness filled three years. Strangely enough, Chloe was just like the Anteiku, not asking for anything in turn for her kindness.
'The hunt for 'The Scorpion' has finally simmered down as five months have passed since the tragedy and the first known ghoul cannibal in ten years. Large-scale search operations returned unfruitful and 'The Scorpion's' whereabouts are still unknown…'
Aloysia glared at the male reporter for a brief period before murmuring to Chloe, "Please switch to a different channel. I really dislike hearing news about me."
"Ah, then my apologies," Chloe immediately clicked a few buttons on the remote and a man eating fried and live scorpions appeared on the screen. Scorpions… Aloysia began to have goosebumps. "Do you want me to switch?" she asked.
"No thanks, this is fine," Aloysia replied. A man giving a review about the taste of scorpions was much better than talking about her. Either way, Aloysia's mind was too cluttered to listen to how delicious the scorpion tasted. What should she do now? With the CCG calming down for their crazed period of five months, was it safe enough for her to venture out? Or should she wait until everyone had forgotten about her existence like they always do with other 'villains'. Aloysia wanted to see Touka again. At most from afar. She would never approach her. Also, she heard about the boy that survived the collapse of the metal beams in the very café Touka was in as well. Aloysia's mind ached with curiosity. The corners of her mouth twitched uncomfortably.
Chloe giggled, making Aloysia raise an eyebrow.
"You thinking about that human boy again?" she smirked.
"It's not what you think," Aloysia spoke all too calmly. She was worried about the safety of her friends. Although surviving from having metal beams crushing him was cool but something was off. A thought struck her. "I'll be leaving for a bit," she muttered to Chloe and swiftly slipped past.
Chloe paused for a moment before wishing her good luck and not to get caught. Aloysia nodded and left the house. Track shoes were comfortable and all but wearing them was a hassle. Aloysia glared at the pair of messily tied shoes as she walked. She stopped abruptly at the front porch and hastily tucked in all the white strands of hair. She then pulled up her hood and walked casually onto the pavement. She slid her hand into the front pocket of her hoodie, ensuring that her mask was inside while eying a pair of investigators on the opposite pavement. Deciding she should keep her distance, she entered one of the alleys she knew best.
If her informative was not wrong, he was just behind the train station when the metal beams fell on him. Aloysia was sure that a ghoul had to be part of it. She sped up to a jog. This alley lead straight to the area behind the station. Bright yellow and black tapes marked out the cordoned off space. Aloysia peeked in, confirming there was no one before ducking beneath the tape and stood in front of the wreak. She could smell ghoul. Aloysia cautiously moved closer and noticed blood. She frowned. At that moment, she thought she should hide her face behind a mask and she hurriedly brought the black-coloured mask over her face. She then pulled on a pair of disposable surgeon gloves – she did not want anyone to find her fingerprints. She reached out and rubbed off some of the dried blood and sniffed it. A ghoul. Aloysia climbed in the center where most of the ghoul blood was.
Her eyes raked over the small space and something red and glistening caught her eye. An end of a tail was stabbed and ripped off. Aloysia scrambled to get a closer look. It resembled her own kagume. She remembered that her sort was rare but coming across another of her kind made her even more curious about that boy. What was he exactly?