Fair warning you guys are going to want to kill me after this chapter D:
"Flannery what're you-" Sixx began as he tried pulling away but a quick flash of fire surging down her whip made him stop.
"I told you if you move on him again than I'll roast you alive Eric." Flannery spat.
Quickly looking for his gloves, Greg found them by the couch near the edge of a small display case that'd been knocked over. Drawing them over his hands Greg crawled over to Logan to make sure the boy was still alive. Greg had full contact with him for over a minute--longer than anyone else--and he had no idea how or why Logan was even on his feet, the only reason they fell was because he tripped over something and even then he still had some fight in him. Turning the boy's lifeless looking face over he saw that most of his color had left his face, though Greg wasn't sure if that was because of Logan's little change or because of the poison that now was in Logan's body.
He looked a little closer and saw that Logan's veins were bulging slightly and that they were a very dark color almost like his own when he touched someone else's flesh. He looked around for Gage since he was the only one--that they knew of--who knew how to treat someone Greg had poisoned. Much to his dispair however Gage was nowhere in sight, the other boy seemingly vanished after he yelled at Greg to help Sixx who was still being restrained by Flannery's whip with a flame that stopped just before reaching his skin.
"Gage," Greg called looking around and earning him looks from the others. None of them knew that Gage knew how to treat Greg's victims, and Sixx didn't know about Gage at all which should've kept Greg quiet but he felt a burning need to save Logan. "Gage where are you? Come out I need you!"
"Who the hell's Gage?" Sixx said looking at Sonya who refused to meet her brothers eyes after he'd just tried killing Greg for the fourth time. "Sonya-"
"I have nothing to say to you Eric." That was all she said before getting to her feet and walking past Flannery whispering something to the other girl before silently walking away from the rest of them with her hand over her mouth.
Sixx looked after her but made no attempt to move while Flannery's whip was still wrapped around his wrist. Greg felt a slight longing to run after Sonya as well but first things first, he had to help Logan out somehow and the only way to do that was to get Gage back out here.
"Gage if you don't get out here I swear I'll tell Sixx-"
"What do you want," Gage cut Greg off as he appeared beside him looking like he was going to me sick.
"How do I fix him?"
"Greg, I don't think you should save him." Gage said solemnly as he looked down at Logan with weary eyes. "I don't know what kind of demi or Devil he is and that's dangerous. You should just let him die."
"I'm not letting him die just because we don't understand him Gage," Greg snapped at the other boy. "Sixx has been trying to kill me ever since we met because he dosen't know what I am either, and honestly I don't care. After I fix Logan, Sixx can tear my heart out for I care-"
"Greg-" Flannery said her voice cracked a little after hearing Greg say he could care less about living right now.
"Dammit Flannery you know I'm right." Greg responded strangely enough making Sixx flinch. "I don't know what I am, and I don't care what I am. If I can save at least one person right now then I don't care if a Hellhound shows up right now and kills me."
Gage looked steadily at Greg, taking in all the things that was being said and Greg couldn't help but feel like Gage was holding something back that he desperately wanted to share.
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Don't Touch
FantasyGreg Allen is or...was an average Canadian teenage boy. Until one day he and his girlfriend got a little too steamy in his room, and she was terribly poisoned by his touch. Blaming himself for her death, Greg goes on the run to America. There he mee...