unOrdinary Champions 2: The Red Darkness

Chapter 30: YOU DID WHAT NOW?!

Wellston High, Emerson's POV:

"Fiora?! Sanderson?! What are you?!"

I froze there in shock, I felt like my whole world had shattered. Luckily for me, it didn't hurt as bad as it would usually be since I had been hard on myself for liking people.

"Stay away from Emerson, I don't even want to talk to you!" Fiora barked.

"Why the fuck are you cheating on me with this fucker!" I yelled.

I got very angry and upset but I held it in.

"Ever since you tried to rape ME and Sanderson saved me, that's when! I lost all respect for you honestly and Sanderson is my new boyfriend now you faggot!" Fiora yelled.

"What?" I looked over at Sanderson, who was smirking as hell.

"You know what, I'm not in the mood anymore. I'm going to leave." Fiora walked away from the situation and left.

Immediately I put two and two together on what had happened.

"You didn't." I made a frozen face at him.

"I rewritten her memory. She now thinks that you tried to rape her on a date you two supposed went on." He smiled. "She believes I'M her hero."

"You stupid mother fucker, YOU MADE ME BELIEVE I COULD HELP YOU AND YOU PULL THIS SHIT?!?!"

"Cause you can't, I'm born a Phoenix member and I will always be one. Besides it's not like she's useful to you anyways." He brushed off.

I started to cry but I dug my nails into my arm trying not to.

"Huh, I guess I'm always the one who is disrespected. I try so hard yet everyone fucks with me. Ha!" I started to sob smile.

Instantly I energy slashed Sanderson's stomach, he clethches it and knelts down in pain.

I turned my hand into an energy claw and I held a sharp finger at his throat.

"You'll be sorry that you messed with me...." I started to go insane. "You took her too huh, pssh you always have to be copying me. You FAKER!"

"Death doesn't scare me." Sanderson looked at me with pride.

"I know it doesn't, but you know what does? Being useless." I threw Sanderson acrossed the hall and entrapped him in several energy chains.

I locked him against the wall and I stabbed him with my claw.

He cried in pain and I pulled out my blue energy powered hand with blood dripping all over it.

"Kill me if you want, she'll still think I'm her hero. You're just making it worse." He weakly said.

"I may not be able to do anything about that, but I can render you completely ability less." I started to laugh like an insane person.

"And Phoenix will always give me a new ability update to replace it." Sanderson reminded me. "You can't really defeat me."

"Or can I?" In my claw, I held a small organ. A small organ that is necessary to POWER abilities, it basically is like a heart but flows aura instead of blood.

"No, no no NO!" Sanderson screamed. "YOU COULDN'T!!!"

Sanderson coughed up lots of blood and I held up the organ to his face and threw it in the ground.

"Next time, don't fuck with me fucker."

I left the area.

My hands were now dripping with faker blood and I was sobbing. I decided that it was best just to go back to my dorms.

Once I got back in, I washed my hands and my face. I looked at my now red face, I couldn't even stand it.

Pathetic, crying over this. Hmph, you're not man enough. No wonder everybody messes with you, because nobody gives a shit about you and you're just a worthless piece of shit! John, Josh, Blyke, now Fiora and Sanderson EVERYONE FUCKING DOESN'T EVEN CARE!!

I doubted if enrolling to Wellston was ever a good idea, maybe a lot of things wouldn't happen.

I felt ripped off, after everything I done. It wasn't enough, I'm not enough.

I forced myself to hold in the tears, I hated crying. I didn't deserve to anyways.

I stumbled into the kitchen, I tried to find SOMETHING to eat or drink but alas I didn't find anything that would help me feel better.

That's when I saw a knife I had left on the counter.

I lifted it up and gazed at the blade.

It's so, shiny. It's been a while since I had done this before but maybe it'll help...

I took it and I slit my arm several times.

I whined from the pain after that but I washed my bleeding arm off and kept focusing on the pain instead.

For some reason I liked it. But I didn't go further, cause I know I would probably commit suicide.

I sat on the couch and had my face smacked in there, I didn't want to do anything anymore.

You can't be selfish and die, at least die finishing Phoenix. I most likely will anyways but at least it'll be over and I would have defeated them. Dating for is dumbasses anyways.