Ghost Chasers

57

Jin

When everyone had left the room, I turned to Seonghwa and smiled at him, which he returned, I leaned towards him and wanted to kiss him, but the moment I was about to close my eyes, I saw it flash coldly in his eyes. I immediately realized that the person in front of me was not my Seonghwa, because his gaze had always been warm and full of love. With all the strength I could muster, I pushed him away from me and he fell off the bed. But instead of getting angry, he just laughed in amusement.

"Oh Jinnie, there was a time when you liked my kisses." he said as he picked himself up and sat next to me again, so I moved to the other side of the bed and then jumped down to put enough distance between us.

"I have no idea what you're talking about, everything I feel from you disgusts me. Even if you have Seonghwa's face, you're not him and you're definitely not someone I'd touch," I hurled at him in disgust and he just grinned smugly again. This bastard was really getting on my nerves and I was sure that the real Seonghwa had been sitting next to me minutes before.

"Well, well, well, why so quick-tempered, you used to be softer. A real angel..." he said with a laugh and slowly followed me while I threw objects at him. Which only made him laugh even harder, as all I could find within my reach were pillows.

"Then you're just unlucky now that you have to make do with this version of Jin," I muttered to myself as I took a lamp from the bedside table and threw it at his head. But there was no reaction, the lamp broke and he just shook the shards off his clothes. I wished for nothing more than these supposed powers that I possessed. When he was standing right in front of me and I couldn't move back any further, he grabbed me by the neck and grinned arrogantly as he squeezed harder and harder and pushed me up the wall behind me until I was just barely touching the floor with the tip of my shoes. My breath was cut off and I started to feel dizzy. With the last of my strength, I pushed my hands up over his stomach to his chest and instinctively placed my palms flat on them. I was overcome by an unexpected energy that quickly made its way through my body, found its way into my hands and sent the demon in front of me flying against the door with a loud bang, while green flames flickered around him and immediately spread to the door.

I looked at my hands in amazement and now it was me who was grinning. Asmodaeus was lying on the floor and began to scorch slightly as he picked himself up and rolled around on the bed. He no longer looked pretty, his hair was almost completely gone and his skin was red and torn, his lips burned so that he showed a gruesome grin with every movement of his mouth. I grimaced in disgust and held my hands out to him again, wanting to repeat the attack but failing. Damn... He was getting closer and closer again and the smell of burnt hair and skin hit my nose, which immediately made me feel nauseous.

"Do you seriously think your little fire will stop me?" he spat at me and I didn't even know where else to look, I was so disgusted by the creature  who was now standing right in front of me again. I turned my head away with a grimace, but he put his singed hand, with only rags of clothes hanging from his arm, to my chin and turned my head back towards him so that I had to look at him.

"Oh no, you look nice for what you've done, mark my words, because when I'm done with you, you'll look even worse."

Just as he raised his other hand to hit me, San and Yeosang suddenly stood in the room....