Demonic - The Gathering (ON HOLD)

Chapter Four

Four – Jack

Angela knew how to piss me off. How dare she tell me that she is going to kill my daughter? I had gripped her wrists and teleported her far away from here.

                “So you’re just going to leave me here?” She had asked me.

                “Yep.”

                “Bitch.”

                “Yep.” I let go of her and teleported from England back to Australia.

                A long sigh escaped my throat. It was now about six hours after I had dropped Angela off in England. At the place where Lisa and I had stayed. An amused grin spread across my face. Lisa actually believed me when I said that I had lived in England. I had killed the random people who were living in that house. That’s why I left her every now and then. I looked up at the deep, dark blue night sky. The silvery stars and moon lighting up the incredibly dark forest.

                “Jack, you son of a bitch!”

                I turned at Pete’s angered voice. That was a bad idea. I was rewarded with a nice punch in the face. I stumbled back and angrily looked at my sorry excuse of a brother.

                “That’s for fucking knocking me out!” He swore. My other brothers came up behind him all glared at me. I don’t know why I bother to try and fight with him. Rob, Josh, Hank, James, Brian, Patrick, Damian, Gary and Chad…hang on…there was another face. Angela? But…

                “You’re probably wondering why I’m here?” She smirked. “You forgot that I can teleport just as good as you.”

                My brothers erupted with laughter. Fury raged within me as I saw Angela slip her arm around Pete’s chest and he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. Pete grinned at me.

                “Did I ever tell you how amazing Angela is?” His eyes darkened. “It’s a good thing that she wants to kill your slut of a daughter too.”

                “That’s enough!” I shouted running towards him.

                He looked at Brian. “Go.” Brian grinned widely and sped up to me and hit me multiple of times in the face and stomach and let me fall to one knee. He was fast, as his power was speed.

                “One cannot understand how you are the strongest.” Brian mocked, imitating how I spoke. “One is so pitifully weak.” The rest of my brothers laughed as well as Angela, but something in her face seemed unhappy about how they teased me. I could sense it. “One is—”

                “YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH!” I screamed, standing up straight and gripped his throat tightly, sending bursts of flames to burn and scar his neck. He cried out in pain as I lifted him off the ground and threw him back into my brothers. Some fell while others stumbled. I glared directly into Pete’s icy eyes and pointed at him. “You watch yourself.”

                “You don’t tell me what the fuck I should you, you little shit!” He snapped, stepping forward.

                I struck him across the face, which only made him angrier.  He lunged for me, but I caught him by the neck and squeezed hard, sending my most powerful power against him. Darkness. I was pissed off. He should know more that to piss me off. He screamed in agony and my brothers stepped forward to aid Pete, but I sent them back by warning them with my power of darkness. They didn’t know what to do and I was glad. Pete desperately trying to relieve himself from my grip, pulled out his Knife of Topaz and swung it at me, but the darkness had taken over me. I gripped his wrist and pointed it towards his heart.