DEVIL'S DESIRE

EIGHTEEN

"Salute!" The cadet officers begin to salute, paying respect to the ones that died in the fire incident. I stood in silence as I watched from behind while they give their final respect to the victims. All my colleagues loss their lives in the tragedy and the only survivor was me and the ones that were not in the office that day. My tears dropped and I quickly leave the room and head outside to calm myself down. A week ago, I was in the hospital and being told that it was a miracle that I survived and even my lungs are cleared from smoke and not a single burning injuries.

I light up my cigarette at the smoking area and sit down on the bench when a group of adults gather and talk about this incident which made me eavesdrop their conversation. "It's scary to think how suddenly the station can spread a wildfire. The fact that no one knew what cause the fire sends me chill." The conversations goes on until I heard them talking about the survivor. "What if the survivor caused the fire and pretend to be the victim? I mean that is possible. The survivor could have bad intention." Ah this is just dumb for me to hear. I purposely walk past them, breaking their gathering as I dispose my cigarette stick away in the bin.

I kicked the bin down causing everything to spill on them and give them a glare. "Talking shit about such tragedy won't change anything. Why don't you all get your ass back into the church and pray for the dead." I said before walking back inside the church. The death sermon begins and everyone settle down as the priest begin to preach about life and death.
"We are gathered here today to pay our final respect to the ones that loss their lives in the tragedy of the fire incident. Thirty people loss their lives and these people are one of our heroes. They kept our city saves, protecting us from death itself. God truly loves them and decided to take them in as His angels.
He will swallow up death forever. Then the Lord God will wipe away the tears from all faces." 

I continue to listen to the preach until it finally ends with three bells ringing indicating that it is time for the burial.  I watched as the victims family members mourn and cries upon the loss of their loved ones. I leave the church hall and saw that pervert ass priest talking to a family member that was mourning badly. I walk past him and leave the church immediately not wanting to have any conversation with him. "So the miracle is here." Fuck he followed me. "What do you want?" I snapped feeling agitated. "I wonder how come a whore like you could survive that fire tragedy." How does he know about it? Let me guess. Eomma must have told him.

I have two options now. Either beat the shit out of him or leave."Father Eun Jae." A man called him and I turned around. It was Jimin and his other friend. "Oh Jimin ssi and Jungkook ssi." He bows immediately. "Haneul." Jimin nods at me before I put on my helmet and leave the place not wanting to have any conversation with them. I don't even know how to mourn for my colleagues. I ride my way to where I usually find my comfort. "Ahjumma." I walked in and the restaurant seems empty today. "Oh, Haneul right?" I nod as the lady look at me. "Ahjumma is not in today. Today marks her family member death's anniversary so she is away for prayer and ritual." I sigh and then take a seat at the usual spot.

Kim Taehyung POV
A loud slap echoed the room as I slapped Eun Jae hard. "Don't you dare asked me about your deal when you have yet to give me the sacrificial being" I barked at the priest before stepping on his fingers as he screams in pain. "You choose to do things according to your own rules and not following ours." I grab his face and force him to look at me. "You should be thanking the Lord that you chose me to be your dealer. If it was Yoongi hyung or Jungkook or even Jimin, you will be dead by now." I run my hand along my hair before stepping my foot on his head and I saw the cross necklace out of his attire. I pulled it away from his neck and look at the necklace.

I grab the priest by his hair and made him look up at me once again. "Open your fucking mouth!" I command and he did. I place the cross in his mouth and kneel down eye to eye with him. "Swear in the name of Lucifer that you will give me the sacrificial being by tonight or else this fucking cross will be up in your asshole." The priest muffle the words and I pulled out the cross from his mouth. "I- I swear in the name of Lucifer." I tossed the necklace on the floor and step on it. "Leave!" The priest immediately rush out of the door and I sat on the chair.

"Something is bothering you, Taehyung. Is it her?" Namjoon hyung asked as he hand me a glass of alcohol drink. "No. I'm late for my family ceremony." I grabbed my coat and leave. "Maria told me Haneul came to look for your grandmother. She look exhausted and gloomy." I noted the words from Namjoon hyung and leave the place. I get into my car and begin to drive to the Kim's residence where we perform ritual yearly for myself. No one in the cult is aware about this ritual that I've been doing yearly. The day I was born and died just like Na Ra's daughter,  Jang Mi. I arrived at the house that is located deep in the woods and my 'family' members are here. Eomma, appa and my grandmother. They are already kneeling at every corner of the triangle. Right at the centre of it is a tub three quarter filled with blood. I took off my shirt and pants, getting myself naked before step into the tub.

First one to get up was my 'father.' He scattered the flowers in the tub and he begin to take a few steps behind and bow to me, worship me. "Hail the prince of darkness." He said as he repeat it three times. Followed by eomma. She scattered dead ashes in the tub and did just like what appa did earlier. Last but not least, my beloved grandmother. She dropped jar of organs into the tub and begin to worship me by bowing down. "Hell raise the prince of darkness well.  Happy Birthday my beloved grandson, Kim Taehyung." Grandmother wished me as she stood close to the tub. I smirked deviously before looking at her in the eyes.

"Thank you, grandmother. I will always love you." I gripped her neck and snap it, causing her to lay dead on the ground.