BLACK STORM: The Abandoned Son

Chapter 10: Kick-Back

All I can feel is pain. It's like I'm stuck between two states of being, living and dead. For a moment I felt unstoppable. Now things have changed. I feel weak, pathetic, powerless even. Look at me. I couldn't win my own battles, so I made a deal with a spirit, a being I don't even understand. Why? Am I greedy? Was I that thirsty for power? 

Images flood my head. It's the orphans. They were laughing and playing, just having a good time. And there's Mother. Always with a smile on her face, always dealing with our nonsense without complaint. I guess that's why I did it. To protect this, our happiness shouldn't be destroyed by that bastard. 

In fact, come to think of it. Why am I the only one with serious injuries? He and Jubilee started this.  Their scuffle caused dozens to suffer. Though it's mostly Katz's fault. Nevertheless, their arrogant demeanour and behaviour aren't only at the surface level. The core of their very person is corrupted and twisted. They have little regard for human life, I hate them. I SHOULD KILL THEM. 

Whoa, where did that come from? Maybe I did need the rest, I'm losing my damn mind. I'll wake up later, the waking world makes me upset.

"Do you really think me and you are on the same level, Newt.", a child's voice appears.

Is that who I think It is? I spring up into a sitting position on my bed. I could've never seen this coming. Excuse the language but it's fucking Katz. Here is my bedroom, still absolutely drenched in blood. I can barely see his brown skin through the blood-red viscera.

"It's time for the dog to be disciplined by his master.", he takes a step forward.

"Ahhh!", fear overtakes me, and I leap out of bed. 

Now facing him head-on.

"What are you doing in my room, you sicko?"

"What's sick is that you still drawing breath."

"Would you rather I draw a weapon instead? Get out of here."

"No.", he begins channelling a clump of ice.

"Katz you better not throw that at me or..."

"Or what? It may be easy to stand up to me when you have your fellow street rats but you're all alone now.", he launches the ice.

It hurls towards me. I flinch, shameful I know. I hastily cover my face with my hands. I brace for impact...Did nothing happen? I open my eyes and there I was, perfectly fine.

"Why so fearful child?", a familiar child fills my head. 

She appears in front of me, her unearthly beauty on full display. The skin of ivory and hair of silk. The one who goes by the ridiculous moniker of Dollhouse.

"Hey that's hurtful, that's the name I was born with."

What? Did you just hear me?

"Yeah of course."

But I'm not talking out loud, I'm sure of it. I was simply narrating the current events within my mind like a usually do, Can you hear my inner thought?

"That's right because we have an unbreakable bond now."

"What's going on here?", I point to Katz, who is still standing in my bedroom.

"Oh, don't worry he's not real."

I take a look back at him, the blood on him seems to flow down and stain my floor, he even casts a shadow. He still has a scar from when I slashed him in the eye.

"He looks pretty real to me", I explain.

"No, no, that's just a little Kickback", she giggles

"Am I supposed to just know what that is?"