Written In The Scars

Chapter 16

He knew what he had to do, he knew what made him the person he was today, he knew the pain, which changed him. He knew his attempt to change people failed, he knew how weakness prevented him to stop the war, he knew what made the people futile and cruel.

He thought why should others avoid suffering, why should they live in harmony when the people they left behind lived agonizing lives. He wanted them to know the pain of the people, he wanted them to suffer even more.

"You know what you have to do, don't you? Alex". 

"I sure do, Groove" he replied.

Hydrogen Flouride (HF) dissolved in the water, the colourless solution was then carefully poured into a bottle. labelled as 'Hydrofluoric acid'. Dozens of bottles were bought in exchange for a human. The acid fumed and so did the buyer. 

In a city with the narrow streets, the two moons hid behind the clouds. Skyscrapers with huge advertising billboards playing a clip of the president explaining his future motives. A woman carrying a child in one arm as her other kid gripped her finger tightly as they walked across the pathway. A group of smokers chatting as they smoked their last cigarettes leaning against the wall. Lovers leaning against each other's shoulders as they walked slow. A kid begging for a certain toy his father has refused to buy him.

His clock ticked, the timer was already on the verge. A loud explosion, leaving the acid to break free and sprinkle itself all around. The shops caught fire and so did the people. The acid was fulfilling its role as the people cried in pain as their skin started to melt and decay. Those cries for help made him remember her mother's scream. Crying on the top of her lungs, the mother of two crawled, her rotten skin dripped from her face covered in blood, in pursuit of her missing two kids, she kept crawling and kept calling the kid's name but little did she know was that they both have already lost their voice. 

The ambulance rushed in and rescued the people in agony. Alex watched it all from his home, in front of his TV screen. His cell phone rang and he answered the phone almost instantly as if he was waiting for it to ring.

"Agent Alex just wanted to inform you that an explosion was seen near the Musk square, Carrington, you are asked to report immediately to the F.B.I unit present there" 

"I'm on my way" Alex replied but he didn't move an inch. They didn't know what sort of problem they were dealing with. He poured some wine into the glass and sipped it slow. An hour passed another phone call. IGNORED

He changed the channel to the local news, "13 people dead, and over 110 people were injured in Musk square bombing, a dangerous acid was used in the explosion, it is said that the number of casualties is likely to ris-" he turned off the TV

"Injured? more like over 110 people are awaiting their death" he mumbled. "This is just the beginning"

He stood in front of the mirror, shirtless, he analyzed the wide scar on his chest which was given to him by his own father, his metallic arm shining. With blue eyes and blonde hairs touching the tip of his shoulders, he ran his tongue across his pinkish red lips. Picking up a scissor, he shoved it gently in his forehead and the going to draw a horizontal wound. He stopped the blood flow with the help of cotton. And bandaged the wound.

"Perfect" he whispered to himself. Turning off the light he went to bed, thinking about he will he execute his next plan.

He woke up pretty early, as usual, showered, brushed his teeth, had coffee before having a bowl of cereals and leaving for work. The tall building with 23 floors stood in front of him which said 'F.B.I' abbreviation for the Federal Bureau Intelligence. With a subtle smile on his face, he made his way inside. He Placed his thumb on the biometric device and waited for it to turn green. When it did, he entered his office and started to analyze a huge pile of files lying at his desk.

A knock at his door, "Come in", Clerk Mike opened the door, "Good morning, Agent" the clerk said formally. "Good morning, what's the matter?" Alex questioned him despite knowing why he was here.

"The Deputy has summoned you" he informed. Alex recalled the memories when the king summoned him back on the earth. He remembered how the ignorant God met his end and wondered how will this one meet his.

"Alex, how will you explain your absence from the crime scene yesterday," Deputy Chilton asked. "Sir, I was on my way when my car hit the pole, I was umm, drunk and lost my consciousness eventually" Alex replied as formally as he could.

"Do you realize what you have, you could even get-" he was cut short by the special agent James Mccarthur, who was panting as he said those words.

"Deputy, the unit, which you sent at Musk square, each one of them is dead!" 

"They all died due to cardiac arrest" James continued.

It went exactly the way Alex had planned, taking full advantage of the circumstances and reaching closer to the director.

Hydrogen Flouride (HF) is an acid which penetrates tissues, inhaling even a bit causes heartbeat to flutter resulting in a cardiac arrest.