The Odd Ace Out

Chapter 12- Dean's end.

(WARNING: GORE, HARSH LANGUAGE, AND VIOLENCE AHEAD!!)

We sat in the car trying to find something to talk about but it wasn't working. "Why do I have to get rid of him? He's your problem." Damian asked whilst keeping his eyes on the road.

"Because it's your job!" I said looking at him. "What's your point?"

"I'll tell you what... I'll injure him and you finish him off. You should be the last thing he sees."

I nod. "That could work. I have been taking lessons for about a year so I should be able to."

He looked at me smiling. "Good choice. Now call Dean through my phone."

I picked up his phone and called Dean then turned on speaker mode. It rang for almost thirty seconds when Dean answered I went silent. "Hello? Who is this?" Dean yelled into the phone.

"Chill, it's me Damian. I'm in town visiting family. Do you wanna meet up somewhere and hang out?" Damian calmly states.

"Sure. Let's meet behind West Jefferson High, in the forest."

"Sounds good bro. I'll see in fifteen minutes."

I rolled my eyes after Damian said bro. "He's so stupid." I laughed.

Damian and I pulled up behind the school and walked into the forest. We have about ten minutes to spare. Damian handed me a heavy case "Dude! What's in here bricks?" I yell.

"It's an M14. I'm going to use it to cripple Dean then you sneak up behind him. Here." He holds out an m9. "This is for you. Only use it if you have to, it has quite the kick to it."

I slip the pistol's safety on then up it in the back on my pants. We rummage to the arsenal that he keeps in his trunk, I took a black switch blade and put that into my jacket pocket. I was walking away from the car when he stopped me. "Hey, don't be stupid. Put this on so if there's a witness they don't know what you look like." He slipped a fox mask over my head then putting my hood on me.

We waited and waited for what felt like forever. Soon Dean was insight. "Damian. Damian? Where are you?" He called out for Damian.

Damian nodded down to me from a large tree. The tree's branches that were covered with leaves was perfect to cover Damian. He was aiming in, I assumed that Dean was close. The loud crack of the gun made me jump. My ears were ringing but when it stopped I heard a scream. Dean was lying on the floor clenching onto his ankle that was gushing blood all over the forests floor.

He screamed in agony. I jumped out of a smaller tree, Dean looked at me with his eyes shaking. "Please. Please don't kill me. I know I've so many things wrong but I can change please!" he begged.

"You're pathetic!" I barked "You act all high and mighty in school but the second you're in danger you turn into a baby."

Dean whimpered in pain, he began to cry. I lifted him up by his shirt collar and hit him a few times. "You're really pathetic if you think you're Ace material!" Sound familiar to you!?"

"M-Marcus?! Oh god no, please no! If this is about what I did to you than I'm sorry!"

My head felt like it was on fire, I was furious. "Sorry?! Sorry isn't enough. You ruined my life, you killed Briana, you drove her to her suicide. Now you're trying to steal my girlfriend, you were going to sleep with her than leave her. Like you do with every girl." I said almost yelling.

He didn't respond. I threw him against a tree, to which he slid down and just stared at me. "Right?" still no response.

"AM I RIGHT?! TELL ME PRETTY BOY!!" I screamed as I kicked him across the face.

"N-No. No. I would never." he timidly stated.

"You fucking liar!" I hit him more.

I can feel my angry slowly going away. He spat blood onto the floor. His nose and mouth were dripping with blood. Dean cried, he looked her vulnerable. I feel powerful, I want to always feel like his. I WANT TO SQUASH HIM LIKE A BUG!!

"Please. I don't want to die! Not like this." He pleaded.

Slowly I pulled the switch blade out of my pocket. The blade switched open to reveal the blade. Dean whimpered, he looked too afraid to say anything. I loved it. I walked over to him and remove my mask. "Look you guessed it right. Good boy." I ruffled his hair.

"Marcus. Please don't do this. I'll give you anything you want. Money, popularity, girls. Anything just don't kill me." once again he begged for mercy.

Sadly for him, there's none left. Especially for people like him. Slowly I skimmed the knife against his face, leave a cut across his cheek. He's too in shock to fight back. Dean looks weak, I moved the knife back and forth marking him. "Kill me already. Stop toying with me and KILL ME ALREADY!!" Dean yelled. "Just stop hurting me."

I nod then pulled out the m9. "Now. Did you say painful or painless?"

"Painless. Just make it quick."

"Why did I even ask you?" I say throwing the m9 onto the ground.

He swiftly grabs the knife out of my hand and slashes it across my eye, leaving me to tumble backwards holding my damaged face as blood rolls down. He will regret doing that! We wrested against each other until I regained hold on the knife. My fist slammed against his head leaving him dazed. I grabbed him by the throat and pulled him up to we can see eye to eye. He's shaking more like quivering under my grasp. With the knife in my hand I pull my arm back then swing it forward, lodging the blade into his throat.

His mouth dropped open allowing blood to spill out onto my hands. Dean eyes stopped shaking, with his last of his energy he put his hand on my face smearing his blood on me. I watched as the life left his body then went limp,his struggle to hold onto life went away. With my fingered I closed his eyelids. "I'll see you in hell." I faintly stated as I pulled the blade out. I'm in extreme pain but I can handle it for a bit, I just have to-. My world went black. 

(I'm so sorry this chapter is so gory and violent.)