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"Behind you sweetheart." I spin and duck as he chucks a knife at me and I shout as I'm thrown backwards. We slam into the ground him on top of me and I groan.

"Loving this position." I shove him off of me but gag as he grabs me by the throat and slams my head back down on to the ground.

"If only I could kill you." He hisses and I ram my knee up and throw him off of me. I push up to my feet and Ya kk out my gun.

"I made a mistake letting you go last time; it's not happening today." I say then click the bullet in place and shoot. It hits him square in the chest and he smirks standing up and yanking the bullet out.

"You're not the only one with powers Skylar." He says and my jaw drops in disbelief.

Suddenly he falls to the ground and I look up seeing Isaac blowing on the shovel, that just connected with William's head.

"Nobody breaks into my house and attacks my guests!" He exclaims and William groans on the ground rolling around.

"I'll take care of him you go check on Jason." I nod and run back into the house leaving Isaac to deal with William.

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"Jason." I say running over to him finding him still in the same position as before. I move to my knees beside him and he looks at me sweat coating his face.

"Let me see." I say and he nods moving his hand. I rip his shirt and shake my head at the bruise.

"You and bruises." I mumble and he laughs then hisses in a breath. I check the rest of his torso and sigh seeing the slash on his side.

"Poison." I say and he nods.

"It'll clear out soon- it's not meant to harm people like me." He hisses out.

"Well that and the bruise are keeping you in a hell of a lot of pain." I say and he shuts his eyes.

"I'm fi-

"Save it." I say cutting him off then I help him stand up. He leans against me heavily and Isaac comes in with William cuffed.

"He ok?"

"He got slashed, I need to clean him up. Take him down to the basement I'll be down in a minute." I say and he nods before I take off up the other stairs with Jason.

He groans the entire way and I sigh knowing his pain. I take him into the room and sit him down on the bed.

"Take it off." I say and he weakly pulls his shirt the rest of the way off, while I go into the bathroom and get cloths. I catch sight of my face in the mirror and I curse at the way I look. Dirty and bloody, giant cut on my forehead isn't helping much. I scrub off some of the blood but leave everything else on as I go back out into the room. He stays breathing heavy and sitting on the bed as I walk over to him. I gently place the ice wrapped in a towel on his side and he holds onto it. I then, move to the cut on his left side and start dabbing at it. He hisses in grabbing onto my wrist and I look up at him.

"I need to wash it." I say and he slowly releases me.

"This is gonna sting like hell, but this needs to get washed out before it gets more infected." I say grabbing the thing of rubbing alcohol. His eyes widen but he doesn't say anything as I pour some onto the dry cloth in my hand.

"Ready?" I ask ask he nods. I place the cloth on his wound and he shouts in pain and agony clenching his fists hard against the mattress.

I know what the rubbing alcohol feels like on on an opened leg wound, and it hurts. But this is on his side, and the cut is huge! The pain I assume is way meow intense then ever before, especially adding the poison in with the mess.

"Almost done." I say pressing more on the wound and gently rubbing. He grabs my wrist again and I look up to him seeing the pain in his eyes.

"Stop." He bites out and I shake my head.

"It's not clean yet." I say then go back to it. I finally finish cleaning the wound and he sighs in relief as I remove the alcohol.

"Better?"

"Aside from feeling like my sides on fire yeah, I'm great!" He exclaims sarcastically and I smirk. I grab a bandage and press it to the wound then wrap it around his torso. I clip the bandage and fish out a clean less bloody shirt for him.

"What happened to your eye?" He asks and I press my finger to right above it and feel fresh blood. Damn it.

"I got cut."

"Was there poison on it?"

"No, just a slash." I say standing up and rubbing off the blood and putting a butterfly bandage on the cut then walk back out into the room.

"You, stay up here and rest. The poison is slowly leaving your system and you'll be exhausted for quite some time."

"Where are you going?"

"To interrogate our attacker."

"Then I'm coming with you, you're not going to that bastard alone."

"I have Isaac, you need rest. Now sleep." I say and he growls but does anyways laying down on the bed. I nod then turn around and leave the bedroom and head down the stairs.

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