No Ordinary Creatures

Chapter 7

SLY'S POV

Damn. Immortal could pack a punch. I wasn't healing as fast as usual, but the process had finally started, which I was grateful for. I couldn't believe this was happening to Immortal, and I couldn't do anything to stop it.

Once I had pretty much fully healed I decided to make my way downstairs. "Yo, what did I miss." Everyone was crowded around the table, with a very scared looking Immortal in the center. "Dude what happened?"

"Apparently I can do pretty bad mojo to myself." Immortal clarified.

"Lets all get some sleep." Seamus insisted. "It's been a long day."

Everyone departed to their different rooms. I stayed in the kitchen with Immortal. "Immortal, I need to tell you something."

He looked up at me. Inside I could tell he was fighting. He had always been strong. But he was broken, and he was crumbling fast. He played it off cool on the outside, but I could tell on the inside was a war, and in a war with yourself who wins?

"You said that "the more the other half comes out, the more broken you become. And the more broken you become, the more he can shimmy through the cracks." I don't know whether that means he can take over more, or that he starts becoming you. And I can't let that happen. So you have to stay strong for me. Please, don't listen to whatever shit he is saying in your head. Because he might be your dark-side, but he is still not you."

"I just don't want to hurt anyone." It sounded like he was doing his best not to cry, obviously not doing such a great job.

"We'll figure this out, get some sleep."

"We don't have time to figure things out! The full moon is tomorrow, and either nothing happens, or I go on a killing spree. There is no in between."

"I'm not gonna let that happen."

"I'll see you in the morning." With that, Immortal disappeared into his room.

IMMORTAL'S POV

I always had kind of an idea of what happens to the guys during the day of the full moon. But I never expected it to be like this. It was kind of like being drunk and hungover at the same time. So yeah, not fun.

"Wake up sleepy head. You're the last one up besides Sly." Sam said as she opened my blinds. I groaned and rolled off the side of my bed. Taking my blankets with me, making myself quite comfortable. "You better be downstairs in five or you don't get any waffles." Why did she have to play the food card? I got up, not brushing my teeth or hair. Not caring either. I put the blanket over my head and wrapped it around myself, leaving a hole for my face and made my way downstairs.

The scene in front of me was expected, but I never thought I would be living it with them. Seamus had his face down on the table, pouring milk into his already overflowing glass. Kootra was leaning back in his chair with his hat over his face as he snored obnoxiously. Nova was cursing silently under his breath at Seamus for the milk incident, not making any attempt to stop it. Sly was still MIA. I sat at the table in my little blanket toga and waited for Sam. "I'm sorry for always making fun of you guys on full moons." I apologized with my head also on the table. I received different noises from everyone which probably was the equivalent of them saying, "FEEL MY PAINE!"

"You guys could have warned me that you guys would turn into sick three year olds on full moons." Sam snapped.

"Well I'm sorry princess, we thought you would've been more worried about us mauling your face off." Sam proceeded to place plates in front of us. Taking the milk away from Seamus.

Moans came from down the hallway. Sly was always a drama queen when it came to full moons.

"Stop being a baby!" Nova yelled at Sly.