Love, it will get you nowhere
You're on your own
Lost in the wild
So come to me now
I could use someone like you
Someone who'll kill on my command
And asks no questions
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CHAPTER FOUR: unleashed
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EREBUS ARGENT SAT UP IN HIS BED, SHARPENING HIS KNIVES. Next to him, was a stack of papers, that he, once sharping the knife, would slice the paper, easily. He wanted to make sure they were sharp enough, that it went straight through the paper (through whoever it was he was stabbing). He had one box of knives down, done with sharpening and cleaning. All his guns were cleaned out.
A knock came at his door, the door slowly opening. Chris, looked at his nephew, examining the state of his room. "You didn't come down for dinner."
"Oh, right." Erebus looks up at his uncle face twisted in confusion. He looked at his window. He hasn't realized that it has gotten so late.
"There's a plate in the microwave for you," Chris told him. Then, once again, looked at the weapons that littered the young teen's room. He had been unsure of how to tell Erebus, that he would be taking away his weapons. Because, Erebus was still a child, and didn't need (shouldn't have) them.
Erebus briefly glanced away, down at his weapons. "I still have to sharpen some knives and clean a few other guns."
"Hand them to me," Chris walked closer to Erebus's bed.
"Are you sure? I can do it. Shouldn't you be asleep?"
"Shouldn't you be asleep?" Chris says, with a smile. *•.¸♡ ᵗʰᵉ ʰᵘⁿᵗᵉʳ'ˢ ʰᵒⁿᵒʳ ♡¸.•*
Erebus furrows his brows in confusion, when seeing that he hasn't had all his weapons back. All his grenades were missing, five knives and two guns. He had thought of questions his uncle, but, if it was a matter of he fact that his uncle be hadn't gotten to cleaning them, he hadn't wanted to bother him to rush to it.
Or, if it was just that Chris liked those items, and wanted to keep them. It would be the least Erebus could do, since Chris now has to look after him. His mother always was he was too much to look after. That, he had to pull his weight (well, double his weight was what she wanted).
Erebus huffed, pulling over a shirt over his head, when his door opener. He quickly pulled his shirt down. "Geesh don't you knock?" He snapped.
Both Chris and Allison stood at the door way, while Allison was the one to open the door. Chris stood behind her.
"What happened?" Allison asked, voice filled with horror.
