The Darkness Taking Over: Book 2

Chapter 5

Mark's POV

Jack eyes are glowing, but they aren't blue anymore. They're now glowing a bright sticking green.
      "What?" Jack asks, obviously unaware of what happened.
      "Your eyes," I reply. "Your eyes changed color."
      "What?!" Jack asks. "They changed color? To which?"
      "They're now bright green," I reply still staring. "Not blue." Jack brings out his phone, going to the camera to look at himself, and sure enough his eyes stayed green before fading back to their regular blue color.
     "Whoa," he replies. "How the fuck did that happen? I didn't do anything out of the ordinary." Even Dark and Anti look surprised.
      "I honestly have no idea," Anti says. "I don't know." I was about to try and rip Anti's head off, when jack puts his hand on my shoulder, gripping it tightly. I look over at him and he shakes his head, no. I check the time on my phone and find that it's currently, 5:45. I'm starving. Jack and I hurry the hell up and eat while Dark and Anti get ready for the "show". They actually can't wait. They're excited...about seeing me and Jack get hurt. Well, they are demons, so I guess I can expect that from a creature made by Satan's own spit and blood. When we finish and put away the dishes, Dark and Anti rush us over to the chamber and are only too eager to see those manacles tied around our wrist and that big one around our neck. I shiver, oh shit! It's cold. So cold that it burns against my hot skin.
      "Ah," Dark replies happily. "Now let the show begin!" We sit there for a minute nothing happening at all, until Jack starts to growl, his head in his hands. He moans loudly and presses his head into his hands. The wolf must be taking over already. His fingers turn to claws and he starts growing more hair, rapidly. The hair of his head becomes a little more shaggy, but still remains. He screams as the pain overcomes him. I feel the pain building up myself, the wolf breaking through. I growl as the headache comes, my vision blurring as the wolf comes forth.

Anti's POV

Man, this is fun! Jack screams and thrashes around as his body gradually changes from man to wolf. Mark hasn't entirely started, yet. Wait, never mind. Mark soon starts thrashing around, both screaming their voice harsh.
      "Popcorn?" Dark asks me.
      "Hell yea!" I reply, taking a handful of popcorn and munching on it. It's like watching a movie, in 4-fucking D! "Man, this great!"
      "Yea," Dark replies, waving his tail back and forth. "This is fucking fun."
      "I should've made Jack a werewolf from the beginning," I reply now thinking about it. "It's way more fun and torture filled than him being a vampire."
      "Agreed," Dark says, his voice rumbling. "That what I chose, but that because I honestly think a werewolf is better than a vampire. A vampire just goes and sucks blood, a werewolf actually turns into a beast and kills their prey. I love it." Mark finally finishes and snarls, his eyes glowing dark yellow. Mark pulls on the chains, snapping his jaws together menacingly. "Aw, look at the puppy. He show shweet."
      "Ya," I reply between laughs. "Definitely isn't dangerous or anything." Apparently, that mutt can understand English, because yanked on the chains harder this time, snapping its jaws at me and Dark. I admit, Mark is a feisty one indeed. Jack growls and snarls, his bright green eyes shining wildly.

Dark's POV

Mark snarls, his dark yellow eyes glowing in the shadows. He bares his teeth, foaming dribble dripping out between his pointy teeth, his fur black.
"Hey, Mark," I say, doing a little test. Surprisingly, Mark answers to his name, cocking his head. "So, you understand me?" Mark growls, looking to the side. "How are you in control?" Mark does the best he can to shrug his shoulders, growling.
      'But I can't do anything about the transforming,' Mark says in my head. 'I don't have a choice about that. I don't know, sometimes I'm in control but other times I'm not.'
      "Is this the first time?" I ask lowly. "Or has this happened before?"
      'This is only the second time,' Mark says. 'It's very odd. Ugh, shit. I feel it coming again...' And with that, Mark roars, pulling on the chains fiercely. Suddenly, with a loud snapping clank, the chain holding his right paw (hand whatever) snaps. Then left chain snaps.
      "Oh shit!" Anti replies, jumping back with surprise. Before me or Anti could do anything, the chain around his neck breaks and before you know it, he's coming right at us, jaws open and ready to bite.