Based on The Coffin Of Andy And Leyley.
I do not own this book anymore nor any of it's OCs.
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A Hunter must hunt, prey has to be killed, and souls must be taken.
That's what the demon has said.
He was not going to decline that task, his new gif...
"AND-" I shut myself up, "EMO?? WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE??"
No way in hell did he come looking for me, no fucking way he risk getting himself caught!
"I CAN ASK YOU THE SAME THING! An explosion??? DO YOU WANT US TO GET CAUGHT OR WORSE!" Andrew screams at me, but I grab his arm and make him run.
"It's going to get worse if we don't get the fuck out of here! I'll explain shit once we're away!" We had no time to spare; police, firefighters, emergency workers, and even the news people would be here within the next few minutes.
That's not entirely my reason for running away, and it was HIM, the fucking new HUNTER.
Andrew was running with me, but it was clear that he was falling behind, so I slowed down and-
"Crap! He's still kicking?!" It's clear that THEY sadly picked such a ramming truck of a man that I had to admit was a good choice for a HUNTER.
He spotted me. He spotted Andrew.
I must deal with him, "Emo, you must get Boney out of the motel! Leave to, I don't know, away from here!"
Andrew saw the look on my face after looking back; thus, like any good model citizen, he looked back, too. Already, his expression had changed from fear and confusion to only fear, "Yeah, I understand why!"
While running, he tries to hand me his backpack, "Your stuff- in here!"
"Just keep it!" I shove it back to him, "Get your sister and leave!"
Andrew didn't have the chance to object and kept running to the motel. I stayed behind.
"Alright, sack of shit, round two." I switched behind, and the Hunter was catching up quickly.
I grit my teeth, ready for another fight.
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You Are Andrew.
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"Ashley! Wake up!"
The door was slammed open, alerting Ashley from her slumber and having widened eyes, "CERBERUS TRYING TO KILL US?? FINALLY, I GET TO MURDER HIM!"
"What? No! Something is happening with Cerberus, and we need to leave now! Pack your shit!" I packed my belongings, throwing them in my backpack.
Ashley quickly gathered her belongings, including a revolver she had acquired from the eliminated warden. As we stepped outside, the frigid night air hit us, and we could see our breaths in the cold.
Ashley failed to grasp the potential danger that could harm us. "Where should we go?"
A man resembling Cerberus, wearing a tacky cape and hat, forced Cerberus to stay and fight him.
"Cerberus is buying us time. We need to go now." I frantically think of a safe place to escape.
The few that can work are more motels, hotels, their place or HIM.
I know where to go. I thought to myself. I had gone too far to pray for luck, but I hoped my friend was still in town.
Ashley followed without being a brat for once. We set out to locate him.
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You Are Cerberus.
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Blow after blow in quick succession, each getting harder to dodge.
"Cerberus! They want you back! You failed your task!"
He managed to hit me and knocked me away against a tree. I feel the force of the impact, the complex, prickly wooden surface, landing on the cold cement.
"Shove it up your ass! I didn't fail anything!" I spat blood and got back up.
I get hit once, and I'm winded...does he have a GIFT? Fucker's strength is unnatural.
He suddenly grabbed a metal garbage can and threw it at me! It barely missed me by a few inches, but the wind from its force hit my face. The sound of it hitting the ground echoed as it rolled away to the safety of the road.
"Christ..." I mutter, my exhaustion allowing itself to be heard from me, "Haaah...sonvabitch..."
"Stop resisting and surrender now, Cerberus! I won't hesitate to take action if you refuse to comply." The Hunter declared as he lifted a sturdy bench above his head.
"..."
There's not much I can do. I can't rely on my GIFT; this man is something else entirely, and I HATE it.
As the Hunter closes in on me, he menacingly lifts a bench as if to strike. "You're done for. Surrender now and save yourself the trouble." He taunts.
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I saw flashing lights, red and blue.
"Fine. FINE. You want me so badly? Then go right ahead!" I shouted loudly and charged into him like a bull, causing him to wince and the bench to hit my back.
At first, he thought he had me, but I quickly dodged to the right and delivered a solid punch to his jaw. The Hunter spits out blood, coughing and moving backwards.
"You fucking TOOL!" He hastily kicks my shins back and forces me on my knees. Without as much as giving me a chance now, he curls his hands around my throat and tightens my airway, "I don't care what THEY'LL do to me. I'm gonna make sure you will have nightmares about me for years!"
He grips me even harder, and I feel my throat being squeezed to the point of bruising.I see stars behind him, then black shades of spots, hearing my heartbeat and feeling him injuring my throat and neck. Red and blue.
