Toys are to play

The bullet

Angelinas's POV

I was so glad the elves followed me instead of Bridgette. They were being heroes, delaying Damon from whatever he was up to do to get the chain- even killing Sebastian.

They were small and cruel, those elves. One of them climbed up to his face and shoved a greasy finger inside his eye. Damon roared and stepped back, pulling the elf from him, but soon a female elf, wearing lace between the long ears and little flowers in the midst of her beard, went to behind his legs and pushed his knees. Damon fell with a loud bang.

"Nhéééé!" They screamed happily.

"Oh, yeah! Kick him, Jorge!" Sebastian laughed. I couldn't help but smile. Really wished Jorge was there.

The female elf heard Sebastian's commentary and looked at us from upon Damon's belly. She did something with her hairy brows, which looked like a frown, and started making her way toward us, screaming nhé.

I screamed desperately. "No! Not us! That way!" I put Sebastian in front of me while he held me from the front because we were both going backwards the fastest as possible.

"Oh shit, we are elves lovers!" He exclaimed.

The elf continued to jump like a freak, we continued to step on each others feet, and the snow continued to make the floor more slippery than it already was- until we heard a gunshot.

      It went out so loud and so threatening our hearts all skipped a bump. The elf's big lace shivered and she turned around. I peeked behind Sebastian's shoulder.

Damon had killed an elf. The fat little guy dressed in pajamas... that were now becoming red.

      "You, dirty creatures." Damon spat at them. "I will show who is boss here..."

      He got to his feet, and took both of his gloves off. The elves stared. I saw our female composing her posture, clenching her fists tight. The other elves did the same. And I knew what would happen if they attacked Damon's bare skin.

      "No!" I yelled, but it was too late. The lot of them jumped at the same time, with stretched nails and furious beards. Damon smiled, and it was the most evil smile I'd ever seen.

      Sebastian held me in place while I screamed. Every little piece of elf was burned in front of us- from Jerry's finger to Lili's colored laces- their burned skin hit against the ice that was the ground, they squinted and cried and fell over each other. Damon kicked one by one, touching and squeezing as much faces he could squeeze with one hand, and then with the other.

      "No! Monster!!!"

      "Angelina!!!!"

      "Let me go, Sebastian! Let me punch him! Let me bury him alive!!"

     "He killed them already, they are already dead! and if you go there- Lord!- you will be dead too!"

     My vision went blurry. The thing that looked like Damon threw the last elf to the floor- and looked at us, stretching his neck from one side to the other.

      "Your turn." He said.

      And I heard the sigh of a gun being loaded for the second time that day. Everything seemed to be coming back into focus little by little, lasting an eternity, and at a certain moment I could  see the hate in Damon's brown eyes. I could see how much value they had, how many lives they could take, how powerful and mad they could be.