Survive My OCs

Vicious:2.1

Your POV
The door was opened just in time for you to put away your knife. The person was just a teen who was going to ask for what homework he had. You glared at [Y/T/N] signaling to not tell about this. The teen noticed who you were and backed away.

"You're lucky today, I could've just killed you both right there, right now." You said as you slapped him in the back of the head harshly.

"Ow--" the teen covered his mouth. You looked over at him and smirked. That kid seems tough. Looks weak but has a lot of potential. You didn't realize that you were staring at him amused.

"N-name's Hunter..." The boy said avoiding eye contact. You just stood there amused with him.

Hunter's POV
Tch...she has a mark. And that smell, that's the smell of a demon.

I walked into the classroom I was standing from. The teacher was in the corner, still traumatized of what happened. I knew what happened before I opened the door.

"You alright, sir" he didn't answer me. Tears forming in his eyes. Worthless... Should I end this suffering for him.
I lifted one hand in front of me. The nails on my hand turned into bear like claws. It was much, much more sharper than a bear's. I put it to the neck of the terrified teacher, begging to spare his life.

"Don't you want to be free, free from this heavy flesh you're in... So be it, you will forever be stuck in this prison of yours."

"W-wait! I do wanna be free--" I cut him off by stabbing into his neck. Humans are to easy to convince. Always seeking what they want... Guess I have to learn how pathetic they are.