BLACKFOREST REIGN

CHAPTER NINE

Andrew couldn't see them clearly. They were too fast for him, too fast for his eyes to catch up.

Not to mention, Prom and Mo were holding him in place as he tried to fight off against them in order to break those two up.

It had taken him by surprise but Andrew wasn't shocked when he saw Pat throw Pran out of the window.

He expected him to act this way one way or the other. He had known Pat for years and he knew that even though he was a bubbly person whose personality was liked by many, Pat had a short fuse.

He got angry very easily and acted rather quickly without thinking of the consequences. 

By the time he had come to his senses, both Pat and Pran had already begun fighting.

"He's going to kill him!!" He shouted to both of the boys but they weren't having it, 

"After what his buddies did to Korn, he deserves it" talking to them was pointless.  

Just how the hell did he even allow Wai to do this.

He could have tried harder and talked them out of this. It would have prevented a whole lot of things like this fight for instance.

But now there was no time for regret. He had to find a way to stop them. But most importantly he had to put these two vampires he was currently dealing with at bay. 

Right now Pat was angry and it was clouding his judgement. His anger was driving him to win over this fight.

He could hear the groans and whimpers Pran let out.

For as long as he could remember, Pat has been in constant fights around town, and each time he had been winning.

Andrew knew Pran could hold his own in a fight, but now he was fighting against Pat, someone Andrew knew to be a good fighter. He needed to help Pran out and fast. 

"Dammit!" He cursed. 

"_" 

The two plunged and rolled on the ground but Pran was quick to throw Pat across and wasted no time in getting back up.

He had to put Pat down immediately, and that meant not giving him time to fight back.

As Pat fought to balance himself from the throw Pran pulled on him, Pran was already on top of him.

He grabbed Pat by the shoulders and using his strength he threw him against the wall of the hospital leaving it in cracks.

He heard Pat groan and watched as the young man fell to the ground. He wanted to weaken Pat, tie him up and perhaps then explain the situation. 

Pran walked to the body laying on the ground.

As he was about to bend down and pick him up, Pat swiftly took hold of Pran's hand, twisted it and was able to lock Pran's neck using his legs and flip him over.

Whether it was from the twisted hand or his back coming into contact with the concrete ground, Pran didn't know but all he knew was the immense immeasurably pain he felt coursing throughout his body.

The scream he let out pierced through the night.

Just when Pat was about to attack him, Pran kicked him on his chest making him stumble backwards.

He needed to twist back his hand in its right position but there was no way he could with Pat attacking him.

If he could hide in between the parked cars perhaps he can have enough time to twist it in place.