Mandela Catalogue //Mark and Cesar\\

No Attacking Anyone!

This is Mark's pov :> once again, cover is not mine

I was hanging out with my Best friend, Cesar. Cesar is a short guy, Ravenette, and he wears a tuxedo most of the time. We were walking around Mandela County, and as for Cesar. He was an alternate, who had anger issues..I could trust him, now that I know his appearance. I had to keep calm, jf I kept calm, he keeps calm..He just likes to mimic what I do, and I don't really care, as long as he's not deceiving anybody..We should be okay..Well, until we meet this guy. He was quite rude..and unexpectedly flirty. Which Cesar and me didn't like, but..I had to keep it in, or else..Ya know..He started talking smack about both of us..And I kinda got overwhelmed, so my face was quite purple and..Cesar could tell that..And he mimicked what I did..But he turned into a alternate..By control..I was devastated, but also worried..That my bestest friend might kill somebody in public. He is quite aggressive when it comes to me getting mad over random people..So mainly, I have to grip his hand whenever we're walking out town..Whoever this guy was, he sure knew how to piss people off..And Cesar.Lets say- He's pissed as well..

  "No Ces.." I peak over and whispered to him..I could feel his claws In my hand, scratching me..He was an alternate..Great..He growled a bit..His hand was over growing, my hand couldn't even fit in his hand..I kept on repeating to him, no, over and over again..That didn't work..He stopped, he was much more taller..Cesar was a short guy..So I usually made short jokes- He always made a dramatic face, but he was being sarcastic.
I zoned out for a minute..I didn't realize that Cesar was ruining the guys guts..Another low growl made me blink back into reality..He killed him- Oh lord..Let's hope the Police don't come..I grabbed his claw quickly and headed to the car, he followed along, he looked confused on why we were going back into the car..I don't really want us to get caught by some police, so I just drove us back home..

   After heading back..

"No Cesar." I said to my best friend..He was making sad alternate and glitchy noises..

  "I'm sorry..I wońť d-dO iT agaín!-"
He replied back. I had to lock him in my room, so he won't destroy anything..He somewhat destroys everything after killing someone..

   "Cesar-- No, I don't want you to destroy anything, or possibly even kill me" My voice was in a low tone, to Cesar, that meant I was serious..

   "PléaSe! İ wońť-D-dŌ iT agáIń!-" his voice sounded so eager, and yet so sad..I couldn't let him out though, no matter how much he begged, you probably know what would happen if I let him out..

   That is the end of this short story! There is going to be more stories soon, but overall hoped you guys enjoyed it!)