Chapter 5- monster

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CC's POV

When me and Andy reached my friends, I could immediately tell something was off.

Jinxx's eyes had darkened from their normal sky blue to a sickening black vortex that seemed to suck all the happiness out of the air.

His lips curled into a vicious snarl and a non-existent wind seemed to batter at his face, flinging his Raven hair behind him.

He looked like a god... A demonic force sent to plague the wicked.

His glare was so primal, so full of hatred and disgust that I shrunk back, thankful that he's eyes were not directed at me...

Instead Jinxx's eyes stared past me, laying immobile on a shadowed figure.
I turned my head, hesitant to take my eyes off the beast before me, to see Andy standing there, unaffected by the gaze of a madman, the warm blue eyes I had grown accustomed to replaced by the frozen unforgiving peeks of the Arctic.

JINXX POV.

CC had brought him to us. this... monster.

The man looking straight into my eyes, his full of faux confusion, his sickening mask of innocents and shock held desperately in place, attempting to fool me, no not me. I already saw him, he knew that.

If not me, then who for?

I slid my gaze from his to assess my surroundings. Jake, and Ashley stood behind me, there beastly minds unable to comprehend the situation fully yet, Cc still stood in front of the monster, fear clearly displayed in his eyes.

He was trying to play them. To turn them against me.
By keeping up the face of innocence, of fear, he was going to make them turn on me.

I knew I could defeat any one of them, but all together? I didn't stand a chance.

The thought enraged me. How DARE this monster come into MY home and turn MY family against me!! He is nothing! A monster! A plague to this earth!

I charged at him, my eyes glowing, hair a black hallo of the void flowing behind me.

I had no weapons, but that's not a problem. Scum like him don't deserve a quick death by my blade.

My arms snaked out around my neck, cutting of his oxygen and forcing his face purple.

I could feel cc desperately clawing at my back, trying to get me to loosen my grip, but I was consumed with the feel of his slowing pulse under my finger tips.
Staring into his eyes I laughed, one less disease to plague the earth.

I laughed and I laughed and I laughed.

Till eventually... I couldn't feel his heart beat anymore.

A blast of heat hit me from the side, causing me to be blown away from my target.
It wasn't until I saw the cold unmoving body, it's head lying in CC's lap, that I regaind my sence of self and could finally here the frantic scene around me.

We were no longer at school, the Jake must have moved us during the figh... the attack.
Instead we sat in the sound proof recording studio at Ashley's house.

"ANDY?! ANDY please wake up, WAKE UP!!" CC's frantic pleas drew my attention back to him and the unmoving boy.

Oh god, what have I done?

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