Grian books of ships

Villian!scar!

3rd pov

grian was stuck with scar. it was third life. -i think thats the right one lol- scar has finally become a red life. which means hes going to do something. i know it. red lives cant hold back! thats how grian programed it. he saw it when scar came home on night. grian was making dinner. scar had told grian he would be out a little longer but grian didnt relies how long. he came in the door with blood running down his check. 

"oh my gods! scar!" grian put down the food and ran over. "come we need to wash the cut," grian pulled scar over to the kitchen sink. scar leand his head over the since and turned on the water. grian wash put the cut with water. after he took scar to the  dinning room chair and covered it up. "how did this happen?" 

"tried to kill some one,"  scar sounded like this was a normal thing. grian was upset but know he couldnt stop him, but he tried. 

"why? you said you wherent going to try that alone again," grian was upset but know when he turned red he lost the sense of kindness. he doesnt see people as humans with emotions anymore. hes supperise scar has killed him. scar rolled his eyes. "im series scar! your going to get killed!" 

"ill be fine!" scar snapped. "i cant hold it back and you know that! i got him down to yellow anyways!" scar grabbed grian wrist as he went to put the stuff away. "learn to hold your tung," scar let go. it scared grian. he was still on green, but scar could change that at any moment. grian nodded. he put the stuff away and scar set the sable. they sat down and ate. scar told grian about some weird cows. they cows had clitched and now grian would have to figure out how to fix it. 

"ill take your plate. go to bed you lost a lot of blood you need rest," grian told him. scar nodded and went to get ready. scars red eyes wherent glowing so he was back to normal. grian heard some class shater and he ran up the stairs. scar had cut his finger on paper. he dropped the water cup from next to the bed. the blood turned his eyes to the glowing red. grian saw and ran. he did want to help scar but he promised scar when ever his eyes turned red he would run away. scar always felt bad but he couldnt help it.  grian ran out the back door. scar had followed him. grian stopped thinking of where to go to make sure no one got hurt. he felt something touch his wings. it was scar. scar pushed him agenst to all. grian was shaking. 

"scar you promised you wouldnt kill me! i cant help you if im yellow!" gria plead. 

"im not going to kill you," scar said with a smark. grian tryed opening his wings to fly away but scar grabbed them. "stop trying to fly away," grian didnt listen. he keep trying. scar turned mad and gabbed something out of his pocket. he grabbed grians face to stop him from shaking. grian could move his head to see what scar had. he glansed over and saw a light. scar had a lighter! he was holding it close to grian wings. he keep moving them back till he hit the wall. he couldnt move his wings ferther. scar set then on fire. fire couldnt spared from where it was put since grian had change it to stop a glich. so it stay on grians wings. it burt his arms. after a second or two grian was screaming in pain. scars eyes stop glowing and he was shocked and scared for what he saw. he got a water bucket out and throw it on grian. the fire went out and grian fell to the ground. scar got a cold wash clothe and put it on grians arm. his one wings was burnt. his arm was too. 

"thank you scar," grian said throw heaviey breathing. 

"no i did this im sorry!" scar cried hoping his friend would be ok. scar put grian on the bed up stairs and cleaned up the glass. he called scott since he was the first in his conacts. he was on grians phone since people wouldnt told to him knowing hes red. 

"whats up grian?" scott asked. 

"grians hurt! i hurt him! i dont know what i do!" scar said not knowing what to do. scott was angry and came over as fast as he could. "hes up stairs on the bed!" scar told him as he ran in the door. scott ran up the stairs. he was grians burnt wing.