Star-Crossed Myth: The Divine Fate (Book One)

Dui, The Split Personality: Story 5

"Who are you." Dui repeats firmly.

"What the hell are you talking about, Dui?" I shrug, shooting him a rather puzzled look.

"How the hell do you know my name?" He scoffs. "I've never seen you before in my life. Don't act like you're all buddy-buddy with me."

I can't help but laugh at the absurdity. "Never seen me before?... Dui, what are talking about? Is this some sort of joke?"

He looks at me with cold eyes and I find myself lost.

"You...are Dui, aren't you?" I ask, finding myself not sure of anything anymore.

His expression doesn't change he looks down upon me. "Do I know you? ... You're definitely not a god." Then a look of realization crosses his face. "Are you a... human?"

I examine myself, then look at him. "Um, yeah?"

What is happening?!

"And your name is?"

"Abbey..."

Dui's face twists into a wicked unnatural smile. "What are you doing here with me?"

I look at the reflecting pool. "Uh, we we're about to start with some punishment jobs..."

Dui looks annoyed. "Working with a human? What the hell?"

Feeling more uncomfortable as this situation continues, I take a step back.

"What's a human like you doing in the heavens?"

I my eyes scan the room and look back at Dui. "We're not in the heavens. This is earth..."

Dui looks shocked.

I continue to explain. "Um, well. According to the gods, I'm a former goddess. And so, they can't use their powers without touching me."

"Oh-ho..." Dui smirks, laughing in amusement as he looks around his surroundings. "I see. I've gone and fallen from grace... haha! I knew this place looks unfamiliar."

I look over at my only exit then back to Dui. "U-uh...okay..."

"What do you want now? You never shut up, do you?" His laughing fit ends abruptly and his expression his back to being cold.

"Excuse me?" Irked but his remark, I snap. "You are, Dui, aren't you?"

"Yeah, of course. What's it to you?"

"What's it to me?" I repeat his question, utterly dismayed.

I am so confused right now. How is he so hard to talk to now that he's...like this? I would ask him what's going on but II have a feeling that will get  me no where...But I need to ask something.

My mind wonders trying to figure out what to say until the words, of bubbling rage inside me slip out...

"So, what? What exactly has this been this entire time?" I say.

"Huh? What are you talking about? Why would I have to put on an act?" He spits his words at me before looking away annoyed.

My eyebrows knit, conflicted between the emotions of confused and angry, as I can't figure out what's happening.

This different Dui, snatches the blood-stained punishment list out of my hands.

"H-hey!" I bark.

Dui ignores me and looks down at the list he's stolen and scoffs. "What a joke. This is all he was going to do to punish the mafia? What a bunch of weak-tea punishments. He's always coming up with dumb stuff like...hospitalizing guys so they can be reformed by the love and kindness by their families. What garbage! Haha!"