Albino Child

Eighteen

M could wait patiently, I needed to gather a significantly larger amount of dirt and dust on him before I could tackle the huge task of destroying his inner self, it would need more time before I could even begin contemplating the methods, her on the other hand was a slightly easier target, she was a softer more malleable sort in which manipulation she would succumb to- surely she would trade a night of my doing for an eternity of hers, she would and never will be able to tell my original intentions however, I needed to be prepared to take down such a foul spirit, she would never trust me if I was alone- she knew that I would always trick and fool people and pay others to hide my tracks, not that much of such lowly behaviour was needed, my eyes were everywhere and hiding till the optimal opportunity was never needed, he would make an excellent accomplice, for the others to hear that A managed to turn M and P against each other, they would revel in such a victory; I could slip a minute rumour into the hearts of them so that their brain would cloud over with suspicion and worry, thus rendering themselves subjects to my experiments, their upbringing would be the end of themselves. Their sheer being was set up for this and I would be the one to set it in motion. I began to grin and chuckle hauntingly, the hollow chortles and warm bittersweet fluid that ran down my chin from my stretched out lips began to run mad as the cup fell and broke onto the floor, leaving a residual dark chocolate lumpy on the base of the mug, the pieces of shatterment were scattered in a round correlation, they were tipsy with the amber concoction that I thought was caramel or almonds, I was not exactly sure- in truth it was sodium cyanide, a water soluble substance with the affinity to react and cause a lack of oxygen. I began to flail as my sight became hazy with tears, surely I would not die here, I had taken this before and not had such side-effects, it was a mind easer, a substance that would cause a slow painful death similar to hydrogen cyanide but I was stronger than the average human and I could handle it- I guess this is what I got for playing fire with the fakery of God.

"Ana, can you hear me," A voice questioned, it was callous yet refined and possessed a sharp quality that made it recognisably Albino, I have information to disclose to you that may be of your interest."

"Feel free to stop with the sarcastic tone and actually be normal for once," Acne snapped at Albino playfully, there was a ruthless glint in his eyes that made his request seem forceful and more of an order that a snide comment however, Albino did not take the hint and continued droning tonelessly on about how Acne was such a bully.

"Anyway, we need to talk," Acne began abruptly, there was dark concern written all over his typically placid expression, while he was typically the more extroverted of the duo, he was by no means a total socialiser, there was a clear taste of isolation that separated us three from the rest of the world, "We found a fifth of our kind, there are many more than we initially believed there to be, furthermore, we have another suspect, a sixth- and this means there has to be a seventh, God must be playing his role just how he said there was. You are the first day creation, number one but there are others, you know this already."

"Correct," I briefly brushed up the cuff of my shirt on the left side to reveal a small '1' tattooed onto my wrist, left of where the phthalo green veins ran, "From what you internally sent me earlier, we have somewhat found the numbers and letters of organisation I can conclude-"

"The numbers and letters are what, I have little understanding..." Albino began, his face appeared sullen and excluded from the conversation that was occurring between Acne and I, he seemed displeased by this removal of himself from the current interactions that happened without him in his own home.

"Well, there are seven of us apparently, this corresponds with the origins of God and this world, he was the creator and made us all consecutively; the numbers and letters correspond to one of God's creations, the naming in order of number being: A., that is us, M. is him, then there is an unknown that only goes by the current name S.A., of course there is her- P.-, the fifth is the lost one, N., and there are lastly the two of which we do not know of the order- S. and O. however, they are thought to be the only ones, so far." I explained with meticulous slowness until Albino nodded in satisfaction.

"Thank you," Albino bowed slightly in appreciation, "I actually have something to contribute though, I was informed that S. is a stranger, they mean so much yet so little at the same time, there is nothing to find within, just a tangle of thorns that shield an empty cave of which trust has been stolen from leaving it nothing more but an anti-climatic ending."

"How do you know all of this." I questioned, this information seemed legitimate enough however, what was the source, that was a necessary function.

"N.'s book, she wrote it before she strayed away from the flock, she wrote an entire set of information regarding everyone, even S. however, S.A and O. are not explained, it was as if they were never known in truth, merely as entities that exist," he cleared up the fog that lay behind the reliability regarding the reasoning and source of the fact, "She was kind enough to leave behind a recollection of us, there are images that remind me too much of the trials and obstacles that were from the facility, there are also notes on us all."

"I see, where are they, where is the book," I demanded, pleading crept into my voice as I slithered closer, "I need to know and begin the search for us, as beautiful brother's and beautiful sister's we need to reunite for our father- God."