All that's on my mind

My Alastor

Ryder POV
At nighttime, I couldn't sleep. The memory of Anthony staring at Y/n kept on bugging me. I fell asleep eventually but I had a strange dream.
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I went to the closet and pulled out a dark cloak as well as some black shoes, pants and a shirt. I put it on and looked into my mirror. Instead of a healthy boy with brown eyes, a skeleton looked back at me. It had burning red eyes a necklace with an upside down cross. I put on the hood of the cloak. This skeleton in the mirror was me. I made my way to the kitchen and picked up a sharp knife. Sitting on the edge of my balcony I looked into the distance. A pair of black feathery wings sprouted from my back and I jumped. I flew over the town, finding Anthony walking through the park. Kill him. That was my first thought. I landed behind him and placed my hand on his shoulder. The bones gleamed in a perfect white color in the night and as Anthony turned around his eyes were filled with terror and fear. And I enjoyed it. My knife found its way into Anthony's stomach and he screamed. I pulled my knife out again and disappeared. Reappearing in my bathroom I washed the knife clean, making sure I didn't miss a spot before I dried it and put it back into the kitchen drawer. I got out of the clothing and changed back into my pajamas, still wearing the necklace.
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I woke up terrified of this nightmare. It was still dark outside and there was a strange weight around my neck. I made my way to the bathroom and took a look into the mirror. On my cheek was a pitch back skull mark and my eyes glowed red for a second. The mark faded but the cross around my neck stayed. Dad's Alastor was greed. It enabled him to get everything he wanted but it also gave him the constant need to own more. His mind constantly wanted more but he was able to beat his Alastor. My mothers Alastor was and still is art. She always needs to draw and craves to paint beautiful things. She couldn't beat her Alastor but she uses it to earn money. This was the whole problem with the family. Every single person in his bloodline had an Alastor and the people they married, got their Alastor after their first naughty time with their husband or wife. I shook my head to sort my thoughts. It was just a dream. Maybe I was imagining things because I am still tired. I got back into my bed and slept rather peacefully.

The next morning I poured my puppies breakfast and was about to go to the kitchen, when the lookouts TV turned on by itself: „Daily Haily live from the hospital in Adventure Bay. Here in Adventure Bay, murders have been prevented for a long time. This town has been considered safe and cleansed of such heavy crime until now. The son of Adventure Bays best doctor has been attacked just last night and is currently going through recovery. Mrs. Smith! Can you tell us more about the case?" „Anthony has been injured in the stomach area. As you may or may not know, this area is vital to humans as well as animals. He was lucky someone called the emergency number." „And how was he injured?" „We don't know but the wound suggests he was stabbed. If you would kindly excuse me, I have work that needs to be done."
I froze. My puppies looked at the TV with shocked and scared expressions but I had put all the pieces together. This dream where I stabbed Anthony wasn't a dream at all. The grimm reaper has stabbed Anthony out of fury with the intent to kill him. And the grimm reaper was me. I felt ready to kill and stab more people, if that meant less boys to date Y/n I would to anything. This was my Alastor and it was called

Obsession.