Special | Colby Brock

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Courtney's POV

I'm startled awake by a terrible scream of pain. My eyes snap open as I look around, trying to find the source of the noise. My eyes widen at the sight before me. My best friend standing in front of someone, who I quickly realize is Brennan, with tendrils of lighting sprouting from her hands and arms and wrapping around Brennan's tied up form. Abruptly, they disappear and Satan, in two quick strides, grasps his head between her hands. Brennan's head droops in her hold before she lets go and turns around.

"Let's get out of here before anyone else shows up." she says quickly before looking at me. 

"Wha- what did you just do?" I ask, glancing at Brennan. 

"I just wiped all memories of us and anything to do with people like us." she explains as she walks toward me and helps me stand, supporting most of my weight.

"But...since when have you had powers? Why haven't you told me before? We tell each other everything!" I question 

She sighs before looking at me. "There are a few things we need to talk about, but not here. I'll explain everything later, ok?" 

I simply nod, feeling absolutely exhausted and sore, as she spins us around to find Colby helping Sam onto his feet. "You boys ready to get out of this hell hole?"

Colby glances at his old friend by the post. "What are we gonna do about him? His parents are obviously gonna find him and they will be quite suspicious as to what happened."

"Just leave that to me. Right now, we need to get you three back to her house to get you all patched up. No offense, but you look like shit."

Colby manages a small smile. "Well, at least my looks match how I  feel. I am so ready for a nap. Lets go."

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Satan's POV

We make our way up the stairs and pause in the kitchen so I can do a quick sweep of the house and grab some bandages for some of the worse looking injuries between the three. After taking care of that, Colby and I help Courtney and Sam stand back up and we start making our way across the yard to the car.

I look over to Sam and Colby and watch in slow motion as several holes appear just below Sam's ribs and blood blooms out of the gaping holes following the sound of a loud BANG that echoes through the yard. Watching in horror as Sam collapses, taking Colby down with him from the sudden extra weight. Sam's eyes look around wildly.

"What...what happened?" he asks confused as I practically drag Courtney over to them, dropping Courtney's weight as gently as I can in my state of panic. 

"Hey, Hey. It's ok Sam. It'll be ok." Colby is repeating as he tries to stop the blood from flowing from the wounds. I feel around my pockets frantically, looking for my phone before realizing that I left it in the car.

I drop to my hands and knees and crawl over to Sam and Colby on the ground, not caring that Sam's blood was staining my pants. 

"Courtney! Can you try to heal him?" I exclaim while trying to hold back tears, not really sure what to do. I see Courtney come up next to us and she replaces Colby's hands with her own and closes her eyes. We sit there for a minute before she opens her eyes, glassy with tears.

"I...I can't do anything. My powers still aren't working. We need to get him to the hospital. Where's the car?" she asks while looking around the yard for my mode of transportation. I spring up from my feet and take off sprinting towards the car at the end of the driveway. 

As I get closer to the car, I notice that the tires have been slashed. I whip open the door and grab my phone off the passenger seat. Swearing as it slips out of my hand and into the crack between the center console and the seat. I feel around the gap blindly until my fingers slide across the smooth glass of the screen. Snatching it, I unlock it and listen to a couple rings before a voice answers the other end of the phone. 

"911, what's your emergency?"