HOOKED (Never after series)

PROLOGUE~

Once upon a time.

IT FEELS DIFFERENT THAN I THOUGHT IT WOULD .

Killing him.

My knuckles blood tighten as I twist my wrist, and when his eyes widen, blood spraying from his neck and dousing the skin on my forearm, I'm hit with  a burst of saitsfaction thta I chose to hook my bl#de in his carotid artery. Fatal enough to ensure his death but slow enough where I get to enjoy watching every last second of his miserable life drain away, taking his pathetic aoul along with it.

I knew it would take mere seconds for him to lose cinsciousness, but that's all I need.

A few seconds.

Just long enough for him to stare into my eyes and know that I'm the monster he helped create. The living incarnation of his sins coming back to sow justice.

But I had rather hoped he'd beg. Just a little.

I stay crouching on top of him long after the high of his bloodshed fades, my calloused palm wrapped around for something. But the only thing that comes is the chill his blood cools on my skin and the knowledge it's not his death that will bring me peace.

It isn't until my phone vibrates in my pocket that I release him, the weight of his control lifting away as his corpse drops from my arms.

"Hello, Roofus."

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me that?" he snaps.

I grin. "At least one more."

"Is it done?"

Walking through the office and into the en suite, I turn the water until it's tepid, putting my phone on speaker and beginning the task of rising the blood spatter  from my arms. "Od course it is."

Ru grunts. "How's it feel?"

My hands grip the edge of the sink, and I lean forwardto stare at myself in the mirror.

How does it feels?

There's no quickening of my heart. No fire surging throuhg my veins. No power leaching from my bones.

"Rather anticlimactic, I'm afraid." Grabbing the towel off the wall hook, I dry mylsef and walk back into the office, reaching for my suit.

"Well, that's not surprising. James Barrier, the hardest kid to please in the entire fucking universe."

I smirk as I button my suit-jacket, adjusting the cuffs while I head back to stand over my uncle. I gaze down at him, his black eyes staring vecantly at the ceiling, his  mouth open and lax--much like he always forced mine to be.

Funny that.

I kick his leg out of the way, his hideous crocodile boots spalshing in the bl##d that's pooled underneath his body.

Sighing, I pinch the bridge of my nose. "Things got a little...messy."

"I'll take care of it." Ru laughs. "Lighten up, kid. You did good. Meet me at the Jolly Roger? It's time to celebrate."

I hang up the phone without responding and let it sink in that this is the last moment I'll ever spend with a relative. I close my eyes, I breath deep, searching for a silver of regret.

There is none.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

The sound jumps through the silence, scratching  against my insides. My teeth grinds as my eyes shoot open me ears straining for that incessant noice. Crouching down, I take the handkerchief from my breast pocket and reach into my uncle's jeans, pulling out his gold pocket watch.

Tick. 

Tick.

Tick.

Rage twists around mt gut and squeezez, my hand slamming the watch onto the ground. My heart races as I stand, bringing my foot smashing down to the hideous object over and over again until sweat across my brow, dripping along my cheek and onto the floor. It isn't until I;m sire if its silence that I'm able to relax.

Straightening, I huff out a breath, slicking back my hair and cracking my neck.

There tha's better.

"Goog bye, Uncle."

Tucking the handkerchief back into my suit , I walk away from the man who I wish I'd never known.

Now I'm one step closer to the one responsible for everything. And this time, he won't e able to fly away.

Don't be confuse, my Roses. I will explain every detail one by one...

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