Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

The next day a gathering has gathered outside the police station, many people talking in excitement others trying to know what’s happened. The Police head then walks outside of the building along with several police.
  “Thank you, thank you”, everyone in the crowd falls silent. “I have gathered you all here today because there is a matter which needs your attention”. Many of the crowd murmur to themselves, “Over the past couple of days there have been unidentified killings take place in currently from ten pm till midnight, each killing has had eye witnesses of the one known only as Matius. Matius despite being involved in these crimes he has not come forward and plead his innocence. This alone but us into suspisccion. Just yesterday later into the evening there was another two murders, this time we saw Matius evacuating the alley giving solid confirmation on the suspect of these murders”. Many of the cameras flash irritating the police officer. “This man did save us on a most tragic day and has come to our aid yet again several years ago. In mutual respect we are grateful and thanks for his help. Now though for unknown reason, he has turned to killing putting fear into us once more”. “He might have saved us however these attacks, these recent killings, we can no longer ignore his actions”.
  “Stoop!!”  Everyone suddenly turns around seeing Eva with several people in the crowd. “Matius, isn’t the one guilty. He wouldn’t do such things!” The Policeman turns around, “who let these people through?” The police officer demands, turning towards his work men. “He wouldn’t do such things to these people!” (Eva argues)
  “After a hard choice between us, the government and the police force It has been decided that He is a threat. A threat to the people and society”. “starting from today he will not be safe, he will not longer hide and he will no longer be free. If you see him, inform the police. If you hear him, inform the police. At nights there will be patrols on the streets for your safety” He is not the one behind these attacks!” Please come with us...” (eva gets escorted)

Later as night starts to set Matius flies towards the church after an eventful day (police attack Matius at the church)

The next day Matius watches Craig’s house from high in a tree, completely hidden by unwanted attention. He suspiciously watches Craig in his bedroom, looking through the window, feeling the cold wind breeze.
    His attention turns towards the sound of the front door; Craig appears by it with his mother by his side, ready to go to school. He kisses his mother goodbye before heading down the path towards the gate in an excited mood. One of his friends is waiting for him, both walk down the pavement together exchanging laughs. His job done Matius flies from the tree, carefully timing himself.

He heads over near the outskirts of the city in looking for a new hideout, somewhere to call home. Then he notices something an abandoned house, with pieces of wood covering the broken windows and fractured doors. It looks in a very poor state, no one should be living in there Matius thinks to himself. Interested he loses altitude in search of a entrance inside. Then he notices the roofing with several missing cracks where rain and weather eroding have taken place.
  Matius lowers himself into the house, going through the gap in the roofing, landing in the attic. He looks around his surroundings with peeling eroding wallpaper and worn floorboards, looking down he notices there are holes in the floorboards revealing another floor below. The floor boards creak as he walks with every step noticing a chair torn and old. walking towards it he lowers himself down into the chair, waiting for the sun to go down. His eye’s lazily watching the sun, irritated by the light in his eyes. He dazes off, his head moving to the side. Hours pass by, when his eyes reopen its night.

With the night sky in place he flies above the city, watching the alley and streets, admiring the city life, the lights brighten up the streets, with car lights, shop signs and the lamp posts scattered along the roads. Keeping an eye out for anything unusual or for the person framing him for these murders. He continues to fly until the weather starts to get rough, the wind starts to push him back the rain itself doesn’t help either. Interrupting his flight he shakes his head as the rain bouncing off his head.
  Frustrated with the change in weather, he spots a road with no sight of activity directly below. He floats down onto the road, noticing there are no cars or people in sight. Water drips from his head, dripping of his chin. The cold makes him shudder. A fat water drop trickles above his eye. In annoyance he closes his eyes for a second, reopening them only to find a mysterious stranger standing in the middle of the road, his facial features hidden in shadows. Matius focuses on this mysterious figure, transfixed.
  The rain continues to pour down, adding to the tension. The figure remains deathly silent, making Matius nervous. “Look what do you want?” Matuis asks slightly annoyed, still no answer. He takes several steps towards the stranger, his footsteps hitting the water. “Just who are you?!” His voice rises in annoyance, his eyes firmly fixed on the motionless stranger. “Are you the one behind these murders?!” In anger Matius attempts to strike the stranger, only for him to dodge out of harm’s way, splashing the water. Matius then tries to knock him of balance, only for the stranger to jump out of the way. The figure then stands up looking directly at Matius, the rain continues to pour down. In anger he leaps straight for him, taking out Matius’s feet, his body slamming against the wet tarmac road. Matius rolls over, his cloak now soaked. He gets up, ready for another attack.
  They both continue fighting, blow after blow, only for each attack to be blocked. The rain continues to come down, hitting the road like bullets. None can gain an advantage. Seeing this the stranger pushes Matius, watching him slide along the road. With one last stare the stranger unveils wings from behind him, looking into the dark black sky. He slowly looks back down at Matius, now standing, steadying himself up. “This is not over”, the stanger mutters. Matius can only watch the stranger take into the air, into the black night. Matius feels the beat of his wings on his face. Once more Matius remains alone in the road with the rain pouring all around him. “That’s not possible...he looked just like me...” Confused, wet and again full of questions Matius looks into the sky, into the darkness before heading down the road, the confrontation over.

He returns back to his hideout, throwing his cape on the floor, stressed. He lands into the chair, resting his arms. He takes out the shard of glass from his pocket and plays around with it in his hands, watching it. The rain continues to pour down, the water trickling down the wood which boarding up the house. He turns the shard of glass around in his hands, transfixed by it. Visions of Dervish instantly enter his mind, sharp memories catch him by suprise, each vision cripples Matius, tossing and turning his head. In anger Matius throws the shard of glass across the floor, hands on his head. Ready for tommorow to come.

The next day walks through the graveyard, keeping his whole body under cover, avoiding the eyes of people passing by. His eyes scan the areas of the graveyard trying to find someone. Then directly under a tree, he notices a figure well hidden under the trees shadow. Matius takes several steps towards the figure, his feet treading the grass. The stranger hearing this lifts his head up seeing Matius approach; dark blue eyes look back, giving a little smile.
  “It’s been a long time... friend”, Lemionas removes the hood covering his head, dark blue strands of hair fall down by his shoulders. They both approach each other shaking hands then break the hold and start walking, treading the damp grass. “So what can I do for you?” Lemionas asks turning towards, Matius smiling. “I’m being framed for murders I did not commit”, Matius utters, “I don’t know who it is but people think it’s me”. “So I’ve seen”, Lemionas replies, “The description on the television fits your description” Matius remains silent, ignoring Lemionas words. Then he remembers the shard from Craig’s house, pulling it out with care. “There is also this”, Matius utters. Lemionas’s expression suddenly turns concerned, looking at the shard, sensing something within the glass shard. “When I went into Craig’s house, I found this”, Matius explains, with a hint of anxiety. Lemionas expresses his interest; Matius passes the shard over to him.
  Lemionas turns it over in his hands, somewhat bewildered. “When did you find this?” he questions looking over to Matius. “The day Dervish was defeated” Matius replies looking at the shard. Lemionas continues inspecting it seeing little visions within the fragment; suddenly he feels a sharp tinge of Dervish’s energy. In reaction he drops the shard. Shard pain in his hands. Lemionas glances at the shard, full of suspicion turning towards Matius in anguish. “How is this possible?” He whispers in a fearful voice. Matius remains deep in thought trying to find a suitable answer.

Deep in the back of his mind he remembers something his father once told him. “Before the night my father went missing, he told me of a place which mirrors our own, like a reflection of ourselves.” He then remembers last night, which supports his father’s claims, “Last night, I encountered the murderer behind the killings, except...he looked just like me”. This lights Lemionas’s interest, his expression changes, “Go on...” Matius continues talking, gaining confidence, “I fought with him that night... His fighting skills were just like my own. It was like fighting myself.” Lemionas nods with interest. “It’s not just that... he has wings and he sounded like me” Matius replies, “He’s killing people under my name. He has to be stopped!!” Lemionas pauses thinking, “Yes we will do, but if you what you say is true....then we could all be in danger. Look at it this way, at the moment there is peace between your world and mine. We defeated Dervish in our reality, but what about the mirror or otherworld? Are they are war, will they try to attack our world, our homes?”
  “We need to investigate, we can’t ignore this otherwise things could get worse”. Matius lowers his head in anger. It’s one nightmare after the next he thinks to himself, knowing full well they will need support. “Do you think any angels will help us with this?” Matius asks in question. “No...”, Lemionas answers, “I doubt they will be experienced enough to deal with type of problem”.  “Then who do you think we should call on to support us?” Matius asks worried. Lemionas has a quick think before looking back at Matius, bearing a smile. “Who do you think?”