Bite Me

A Shock That Sends Shocks Throughout Me

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Thirteen-A Shock That Sends Shocks Throughout Me

I stop walking when I reach the stairs and hold my breath. Another crash. I curse silently, grabbing the nearest thing next to me, which happens to be an umbrella. I tip toe to the living room, and I peer inside.

Four guys that seem really evil, including Scar, are each in a mini battle with the brothers. Picture that, only they move in fast forward motion because of they’re ’abilities.’ Holy crap. Scar, the guy with brown curly hair and ice blue eyes, another guy with a five o’clock shadow and green eyes, a tall, muscular guy with brown hair, and a guy with red hair.

“Where’s Nora?” One guy, screams.

“I’m not telling you, you bastard!” Bart snaps, kicking him to the ground. Whoa. Bart never snaps. Or curses with venom in his words.

Scar smirks, punching Charles out of the way. I very badly wanted to go over there and see if he was ok, but that would ruin my plan. “She’s upstairs, like the weak human she is.”

“I’ll go get her!” Another guy with orange fire hair yells, in the middle of a wrestling match with Clinton.

“Don’t. Touch. Her.” Clinton snarls through his teeth, punching him. Clinton glances towards me, and I shake my head telling him to shut his trap and not say anything. He nods a little bit, and dodges a punch from the red haired guy.

I was about to move when a guy, who seemed like the serious leader guy, screamed, “Stop.” Everybody dropped what they were doing, that’s how tense his voice was. I even held my breath. He smirks. “Nora’s here.”

I hold in a gasp, and turn to run, but the fire hair guy and the serious dude are already behind me, holding on to each of my arms. “Let go!” I scream while I try, and fail, to pry their hold on me.

“Nora!” Charles cries, heading towards me.

“Take one more step and I’ll kill her.” Serious guy growls, making him stop in his tracks.

Red hair guy looks down at me. “Your hot.” Charles growls at his comment, but I ignore him.

“Rot in hell, bastard.” I snarl with venom, but he just chuckles.

“Scar, Tony, come.” Scar and the guy with a five o’clock shadow comes next to him. My eyes flicker towards each brother, who seem angry, worried, and pain all at the same time. Clinton, on three, attack. I send him a mental note. He catches it and nods. I grip the umbrella tighter.

One.

I glance at the two guys who have my arms.

Two.

I take a deep breath.

Three.

I swing my arms up, startling them, and bash the umbrella over the red guy’s head, causing it to crack the umbrella in half. The brothers charge after I do that, punching everything in sight. “Charles, get Nora out of here, NOW.” I hear Clinton whisper over to Charles, who nods. I duck from Tony who tried to grab me, and then Charles picks me up, hoists me over his shoulder, and in two seconds were in his car.

“Whoa.” I breathe, buckling my seatbelt. “I’m still not use to that.”

He tries to smile, but it comes out more of a grimace. He speeds down out of the street, onto the highway. “I thought I told you to stay in your room.”