The Darkness Taking Over: Book 2

Chapter 36

Mark's POV

I see Jack stop and half way falls to his knees as the pain takes over. I try to stand the best I can and grab his arm. I try my best to drag him to the dungeon (which if you remember, I said that it was an additional room added to my own) and try to drag him to the steel door in the back of my closet. I push clothes out of the way, not caring where they go as long they're out of my way. I pull the handle, but it bangs loudly. It's locked. I hear a snicker and turn around and see Dark smiling with a key in his hand.
      "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!" I ask hysterically as my insides squirm. "Open the fucking door!" Dark only throws the key out of the window. I know I didn't open that, but my question was answered when I see Anti standing next to it. Thinking quickly, I take of my glasses and throw them on the bed, I then frantically drag Jack out the door. I risk people seeing, but it's nighttime and not many (if any) people come out. I drag him to the woods, running until I can't, the pain becoming more intense than ever. Anti and Dark followed, chasing along after us with big smiles on their faces. Anger suddenly burns my insides, the feeling of fire running all through my body. I growl loudly, smashing my teeth together and my fists doubled. Jack growls next to me, more worried about pain than any other thing.
      "I'm. Going. To. KILL YOU!!!" My sentence begins slow and rough, but soon booms to a roaring yell. I yelled my voice harsh, my throat feeling like it just got scraped clean with a steel wool sponge, but at this point I'm so anger that I truly don't give a shit. Before I can rip Dark's head off, the pain bursts through, the transformation going quickly thanks to being fueled by anger. It was like pouring gasoline onto a fire, the results coming quickly. My human sounding growls turn to more ferocious snarls and growls, my mouth changing to a snout and my teeth growing pointy.
      "I'd like to see you try, puppy," Dark taunts with a dumb voice. That does it, I get so anger that my vision turns red and I feel overheated, my whole body doesn't feel like it's consumed by flames anymore. My whole body is the flame. My vision hazes red and I scream with rage and pain. All Hell breaks loose from the inside out, and my vision becomes blurry and dark.

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Dark. Kill. Destroy. Rip. Off. Head. Dead.

Dark's POV

Well, now I have a problem. I have a mad wolf on my tail. Not only that, but I can't kill it either. Mark finished, being beaten down by blow after blow of pain. He collapses, glaring at me the whole way, his eyes glowing their dark yellow. His transformation comes fast, his bones shifting quickly, different parts shifting at the same time. Before ya know it, there's a huge wolf with blue bangs standing in front of me. He snarls, a crazed look in his eyes. He's acting like a rabid dog, he's even got the foam part. His head twitches every now and then, foam spilling from his mouth like waterfalls.
      "Fuck, man," Anti mumbles to me. "Fuck, he doesn't look happy. What're ya gonna do, lad?" I hold my head high and stick my nose in the air, that natural alpha sense coming to me. I look down at him, but Mark is tough and he stands his ground firmly, staring me right back in the eyes.
      "Come on, pooch," I say, my voice rumbling. "You aren't just gonna sit there like the dumb mutt you are now are you? Or are you gonna get your furry ass over here and teach me what's what?" Mark twitches a bit more ferociously, his claws digging into the ground, only seconds away from making his move. He pounces, pushing me to the ground, his massive mouth going straight for my neck, his claws digging into my face, leaving a huge gash on my cheek. I am NOT getting bitten again. I'm not going through that bullshit. I throw him off, now noticing how his cast has broken. Now he needs a new one unless it healed, because right now, it looks like it's working fine.
      "Dark," Anti says a bit cautiously. "I think ya done enough taunting, don't ya think?" Right after Anti finished that sentence, Mark came at me again. He sinks his teeth into my neck, me not having anytime to react. I was too busy listening to Anti. Mark keeps a good bite until Anti kicks his ribs, which sends Mark back a foot or two. I know I'm a demon, but I can't breathe, my vision is blurry and pain is exploding through me. My whole body burns like actual fire.
      "GOD DAMMIT!!!" I growl in pain. "NOT AGAIN!!! NOT AGAIN!!!" I feel my anger boil beneath my skin. I'm so fucking pissed! I'm such a fucktard! DAMMIT!!! I pound my fist on the ground, red hazing my vision, my breaths shuddering crazily with anger. I look up at Mark. In a flash, I'm clutching his neck in my hand.
      "DARK WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?!?!" Anti screams behind me, but I entirely ignore him. I'm not worried about that right now. I've business to attend to and I don't need to pay attention to any asinine distractions.
      "You're going to die tonight," I growl at Mark, my voice shaking. Mark growls the best he can. The dumb animal is risking his breath. It's hard enough for him as it is right now, and yet the dumb shit is wasting it on pathetic growls that doesn't threaten me. I can't help but grip Mark's neck tighter, he sputters, his body actually turning back. He scrambles frantically, throwing his head around, trying his best to claw and scratch at me, but his hands are tightened and frozen and his energy is running low. I can tell he almost faints, his eyes get dazed and his head becomes limp. His eyes start to slowly close, his life slipping away. A smile spreads on my face.
      "DARK!" Anti says. His instincts are on and his irises are glowing a much brighter blue than usual. He throws me off, letting Mark fall. Jack catches him as best he can in his wolf form. He isn't Jack, but Mark being a wolf and part of the pack, he automatically comes to help. He nudges at Mark with his nose, whimpering and grunting. Mark doesn't awaken, but apparently tries to talk and murmur. I'm not sure whether he's actually responsive or not, or whether he's just mumbling in his unconsciousness. I struggle, trying to go for Mark again. But Anti holds me down.
      "Let me fucking go!" I snarl, spit drilling down my chin. "Fucking fuck, Anti! Let me fucking go!" Anti rejects my request and slams me to a tree. My anger doesn't subside, but I stop struggling.

Mark's POV

I slowly come to, my vision blurry and unclean. I hear someone talking to me, but my brain can't comprehend with what that person is saying. I try to tell the person that I can't understand and that I don't feel well, but the person only jabbers on more. I'm either taking Chinese or this guys for some reason can't understand me. I try to move, but my limbs feel numb and I feel dizzy and lightheaded. I feel someone keep me down, not allowing me to get up.
      "Ay ow, ar," I understand from the person. I tell the dude to speak up and that he's talking bullshit, but all I get is, "at t uk ou yin?" I could tell that it was a question because of the voice being brought up at the end, but other than that it sounds like a bunch of mumbo jumbo to me. Then my vision becomes a little more clear, it goes back and forth until I see a huge canine in front of me. His eyes are a bright green and his fur is a light brown.
      "Huh?" I mumble, my tongue feeling like its huge in my mouth. "The fuck? Wha happen?" I get myself together, the feeling coming back to me, my body sore and the wolf growling out of control inside of me right now. It hurts, and I clearly show my pain as my stomach gets stabbed with the constant pain, but nothing changes. It feels like it, but when I feel that spot, it's fine. Oh fuck! This is worse than transforming. At least with transforming I can get it over with, but this is constant, the wolf wanting to get out, but can't.
      "The hells wrong with ya, lad?" Anti says loudly over the snarling Dark, his eyes glowing a dangerous blood red. He looks menacing the way his bangs are somewhat falling over into his left eye.
      "Gah, fuck!" I growl. "It hurts all over. That's what's with me. Jesus Christ!" I gasp as my inside feel like they're moving around. This is the most uncomfortable feeling I've ever felt. I feel like something is ripping from the inside out, which is probably it anyway, but still! It fucking hurts. Jack tries to make me feel better, but it isn't doing anything. I'm on my knees, growling and snarl as foam spills from the corners of my mouth, making me feel like a rabid dog. I'm out here, fucking ass naked, in the fucking woods. Apparently, when I turned this time, it ripped all of my clothes off, because I have nothing on but my bare ass. Even though nobody is there, Anti still is, but makes no effort to look my way.
      "Holy shit, man!" He says, he waves his hand over me and puts some boxers on me, which feels better. Dark is giving me a look like he could rip my balls off with his bare teeth, but puts in no effort to escape. The wolf finds its own way to get out and that by making me like one, without actually turning into one. I growl and snarl, crouched down on all fours, my teeth slightly bared. I can't even see because I left my glasses at home, and that makes the wolf even more cautious do to lack of vision. After a while, the sun finally comes up and I collapse with exhaustion.
      "Oh man," Jack groans. "I'm so fucking sore and I have a badass headache." I open my eyes and my blurry vision opens up to see pale skin. It takes a minute to comprehend, but I then remembered something and close my eyes immediately and turn the other direction.
      "Fucking hell!" I say loudly, covering my eyes with my hand. "Son of bitch!" I don't even look at Jack to see how he reacted, there's no way I need to see his jewels, man. No way.
      "The fuck is wrong with you..." Jack trails off. I'm guessing that he's just now realizing that he's butt naked. "Oh..." he replies. He grabs some of the scraps of the ripped cloth and makes a pretty decent pair of underwear. I can't see his balls, and that's the way it's gonna stay. "Uh, you didn't see anything...did you?"
      "No," I reply. "I can't see a damn thing. Well, I can, but it's like a had my own personal blurry censor thing, just that this one is placed everywhere." Speaking of basically being blind, I run face first into a fucking tree. "Ugh, fuck. See what I mean? I can't even see a fucking tree and it's right in front of me!" We get home and I go and take a shower, it takes almost an hour to as many dirt grains out of my hair as possible. Afterward, I head back downstairs and throw myself on the couch, much happier now that I can actually see. What I see walk into the room makes me wish I couldn't see anymore. I sit up immediately, my mouth agape.