Opening my eyes, I was blinded by bright white lights. Where am I. How did I get here. Looking around, I noticed I was in a hospital with an IV drip in my arm. “Hello. Sir, are you awake yet? Hello?” she asked me. “Yea, I’m awake, how’d I get here?” “Well, a young hooded man called the hospital saying stuff about two men passed out in a car, and one of them was wounded. If you’re looking for your friend, he was in the cot beside yours. He’s been awake for awhile, wondering about how you were doing. If you want, I can tell him that he can come in here now,” she stated. I just gave a curt nod in reply. Without any hesitation, the man walked in with a worried look on his face. “Can you walk? To stay here would be to invite danger to regular …show more content…
Sprinting towards Zeb, barely getting a graze, Zeb turned around and kicked the blonde as hard as possible in the chest, effectively pushing him into the wall. “You have more power than I was expecting. I guess I won’t be bored with this battle,” the blonde said matter of factly. Ignoring him, Zeb flicked the air and made a hole in the blonde’s arm. “I have grown bored of you, I couldn’t even consider this playing. You should have thought more before you decided to attack someone of my class,” he said before flicking the air and making a hole in the blonde’s head. He walked over to him, and proceeded to rip his heart out then said, “Just to make sure that he doesn’t come back to pester us again.” Horrified, I slowly got out of the chair and stumbled a few times trying to get away, before he killed me next. How can I trust him, when he just murdered someone right in front of me. Maybe I could hide in the bathroom until he goes away. As if knowing I was in the bathroom, Zeb knocked gently on the door. “Jeffery, please come out, if I didn’t do that, then we both would’ve died, or worse. You can’t stay in there forever.” “I promise to get you whatever you want,” he begged, “I won’t know what to do without you here.” “How do I know you won’t kill me. I just saw you kill that guy without a care in the world. How am I supposed to trust someone like that. Any normal person would be wise to
“I am coming for you next, know nobody will know our secret” with a murderous look on his face.
“I’d say you're done now,” She clicked her tongue at him. The pathetic stammering and sputtering means he's still alive, and only for the moment that's okay with her. “What i don't understand is how you could turn on your best friend. Even a bastard like you needs a moral code, I just can't pin it down.”
“Get out of my house I’m not dealing with you anymore. How can you do so much damage?” Katherine whispered with
“Fine, got interrogated by the victim. He's dead now so it doesn't matter,” I already knew who it was. I could already feel his blue eyes staring at me. He chuckled lightly.
A voice sounded behind them, "I bet you thought you have won. Yes, you have destroyed my brain control, and I can't rebuild it. However, I can destroy you."
“Cause you are and your a blood- sucking liar. You . . .” Tyler began, but I cut him off.
“I don't mean to be rude,” he said, “But if you're going to kill me could you please get on with it?” They looked at him surprised.
He rapped on the wood and said, very calmly, "I know you're in there, Sherlock. Open up."
“You’re a nut” said William. “I’m gonna call the cops. I suggest that you go away. Quickly.”
Should I believe him I think to myself? If he wanted to kill me, I would be currently dead, what’s that supposed to mean. That he could kill me anytime and I wouldn’t expect it? I most definitely trust him. Hello! Do you hear the sarcasm. I let out a sigh. “Fair enough, ” I said. Two can play this game. I put my knife down and walk down the stairs with him.
He quickly moved into a position around the dumpster where it would be harder for the man to see him. “Hey, are you alright?” he called, carefully listening for any response. “Hey, are you still alive? Do you need help?” he asked a little more forcefully, moving out of his hiding place a little more to get a better look.
Rising to my feet I went for her, flashing through the air and teleporting right on top of her. Once back on her I hit her with a right, and then another. Red waves of energy shooting out from my fist as I connected with her face.
“The blonde girl,” a woman asked as she helped Marco up. Marco frantically nodded his head. “They're just about to take her to the hospital. Here, I'll take you to the ambulance,” she said as her and Marco walked through an empty space where a wall once was.
"You know Weiss, I thought you would have brought your weapon so we could at least have a little fun before this and all." The leader of the group grinned, and they stared to close in on Weiss. Her heart pounded fast as she made a three sixty degree spin, and stared at the man once more as he was now right up in her face. "Now I will just have to have all the fun myself." He grinned once more staring at Weiss.
Ron grinned. “Warrior. I like that picture of you. Lindsey Elande, really a warrioress like one of those pathetic characters from a tragic opera.” She rolled her eyes, but in good humor. The sun was going down, painting the walkway in an orange light. They would need to go in soon and leave the summer night to itself, but they talked a little longer, musing about nothing.