Player file 1 : BEN

A Smoke or Two

(author note: wow the free time I've found for this-  the power at my job is out, so I'm sitting in the dark under a table like a little goblin writing this- ssh! Don't tell the boss! )

You and Toby helped Tim to his feet while Ben and Hoodie carried the creatures body to the fire pit, tossing the limp body onto the dying coals, before turning to each other, making small explanations of ' more fire wood?' and ' where's the lighter fluid?' while we pulled Tim onto a log, he grunted as he sat down, pulling a cigarette out of his pocket with bloody finger, shaking he lit it carefully.

"Mother fucker got my leg n arm" he hissed as Toby helped him peel back his jacket, carefully pulling it back from the gashes. You cringed upon seeing the deep bite wounds, you couldn't help but thank the stars that Ben couldn't bite like that, you focused down on his leg, carefully pulling up the ripped jeans to see deep gashes across the back of his ankle.

" Can you put any pressure on it?" You asked, looking up, he shook his head.

" N-no but I can still feel everything " he confessed, you nodded.

"  Toby, get a bowl of water  boiling with a rag" you called out, listening to the boy shuffle away as you cleared debris from the wound, pulling back sticky grass, rocks, and hair.

" Tim I think ya gonna need stitches"

He groans. "Toby get the sewing kit!"  He ran his fingers through his hair, pushing it back out his face as he took in the damages, Hoodie handed him a bottle,

" Get a load of Ben"

This made you look up, and lean over to see past the men's bodies, to see Ben, laughing manically as he squirted the lighter fluid onto the creature.

" Yyeeaa burn you ugly mother fucker bbuurrnn!" He shouted, oddly excitable over having killed the creature, or maybe it was due to the fire?

His grin grew as the fire rose higher-

It was definitely due to the fire.

Who knew Ben liked it that much?

He continued to laugh, sticking his hand into the fire, to your surprise it stuck to him, becoming a ball in his hands as he cupped them together, the fire burning as a hotter yellow before he threw it into the pit, causing the flames to grow higher, pushing him to back away, though his manic grin stayed.

" I've never seen him do that before" you muttered, in awe over his control of the element.

It seemed like he had other powers that wasn't just being good with electronics, or tracking his victims. You turned your attention back to Toby as he eventually made his way back over, water heated off of a battery powered kettle

"I-uh-I didn't wanna g-get near h-his uh, little f-flame party"  Toby muttered, staring at the boy before turning and placing the items down, hoodie handed Tim a stick with a rag wrapped around it.

He carefully placed it between his teeth after chugging down a bit of the bottle of whiskey, gave you both a look and then nodded, as if to tell you to be quick and careful. 

He gave you the bottle, trusting you the most it seems-

Your hands began to shake as you poured the whiskey down his leg, he screamed in pain, hoodie held him still as you passed the bottle to Toby so he could quickly disinfectant his arm. You began to work in unison, soaking the wounds in clean warm water before stitching him up, his groans of pain died down a bit, Brian held his best friend tightly, trying to assure him he'd be okay. 

"I see stars" he said in a muffled voice, gripping Hoodies wrist as he closed his eyes tightly, trying to focus on anything else besides the piercings you and Toby were torturing him with.