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3; should've prepared yourself...

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Should’ve prepared yourself...

Kaito slowly drew himself mad. It’d been  10 days and he hadn’t seen the girl who’d he’d  watched at work just weeks ago. He felt guilty for watching her that first time span, but what has to be done can’t be helped. Then, of course disturbing his moment of peace, a shriek rose through the area. From the sound of it, close to the bar across town. Where she worked.
He raced over and tackled the figure pinning a young teenage girl against the brick wall. To his gratitude, the girl he’d rescued it wasn’t the red  haired woman he’d watched just weeks ago. The male he’d tackled had a snake-like tongue, forked and all. His sunglasses covered his eyes. Probably for a good reason. Kaito growled lowly, waited for the girl to run, and tore the snake-boy’s throat out with his teeth. He disgustedly spat the flesh and mussel onto the cement. The boy clawed at Kaito’s face angrily and ran off covering his exposed skin, which was now being replaced by more muscle and scales. Kaito sat up and rolled his shoulders, trying to shake off his anger. “Anger leads to transition, transition leads to banishment,” he recited quietly to himself and stood. He wiped the blood off his face with his jacket sleeve. From the rib cage up, his white sweater was now stained red with blood. “Just great,” he muttered. While tearing the sweatshirt off, exposing his upper half to the cold, he started to walk back to his rundown home. Or rather the barn his family called home. They didn’t have much, but it was enough.  His room was most of the upper portion of the barn, but his younger siblings often came up in fear something was going to get them. Either that or they were scared of the rain and thunder.
They only had what was necessary. Which, actually, wasn’t much. A radio for the weather, about a dozen sleeping bags and pillows, clothes, and food they grew themselves. Meat was a fairly rare thing to have. There was no electricity in the barn, and it would be too easy to have a fire if there were candles, so they had the daylight.
He threw his prized sweater violently into the corner of his room and wiped off the rest of the blood on his face and arns. He curled up on his makeshift bed, which was just a bunch of foam sheet layers. Then he slept. 

Jamie had gone for a run and turned the corner when she saw a boy take off a white and partially red hoodie. She shrugged it off and kept running after he had left. The feeling of uncertainty never left the girl as she ran back to her small apartment and changed out of her shorts and tank top. Her eyes flickered over to a dark corner, where she swore a red flash was, but she saw nothing. When she took her shoes off, the looked at the bottom and went to the bathroom, losing the contents in her stomach. The bottom of her shoes were coated in thick, dark red, nearly black blood.
“That’s disgusting…” Jamie stood up and threw the shoes away. She sat up in her bed under a blanket, facing the corner which she had seen a shining red. Her gaze fell to another area of the room where she had seen a flash of movement. Attempting to ignore it, Jamie closed her eyes tightly.
Something cold pressed against her mouth keeping her from making any noise and when she opened her eyes, she saw a male with scales covering a surface on his neck. “I sssmell my blood…” A snake-like tongue flicked against her cheek, making her shiver and whimper quietly. “Where isss he?” He hissed violently. “I mussst kill himmm.”
When the hand moved, she attempted to crawl away but was stopped by the male grabbing a fistful of her hair. “I don’t even know who He is… Please just let me go…”
“Why would I do that? Sssuch a pretty thing…” His tongue flicked her cheek again, making her flinch away. He pulled her vibrant hair again and she winced.
“You don’t scare me.”
“We’ll sssee about that…” His canines elongated into fangs as his mouth opened widely, jaw unhinging. She pushed his face away from hers best she could as tears started streaming down her face slowly.
Just before the boy harmed her, the raven haired boy who had the white hoodie charged in, just in jeans and sneakers, and pulled the snake-boy off of him.
“I knew you’d come, ssstupid Lyc-,” the thing hissed before being cut off by Kaito’s fist.
“Well you should’ve prepared yourself better,” the raven haired boy responded, once again biting into his neck. He ripped out a large chunk of the boy's neck, opposite of where he had previously.
The snake-boy hissed in pain and lunged at the pale boy. Kaito flipped the creature onto its back and Jamie got up, grabbed a knife, and plunged it hard and deep into the snake-boy's chest. The shirtless man used the opening and pulled open his ribcage. The girl ran and locked herself in the bathroom, sounds of gagging ringing through the apartment.

(Kaito)
Kaito clawed open the boy’s chest, his ears ringing from the high-pitched screams coming from the creature. He chuckled lightly as the bartender girl ran to the bathroom and locked herself in. When the boy was dead, Kaito dragged him outside. He laid the boy on the road, covered him in kerosene, and torched him with a match.
Afterward, he went back into the apartment and knocked gently on the bathroom door. “Excuse me miss Jamie, is everything alright? I apologize for the violent course of action that was taken.”
The woman continued to sob, choked off by vomiting. “What… are you doing… here… Who was he?”
“I’m not entirely sure, but he’s dead now.” His tone was neutral, slow, like it happened all the time. Or like he just didn’t care.
The redhead came out of the bathroom and slid down the wall. “His skin kept regenerating as scales… What the hell is going on?!” she yelled, grabbing the sides of her head. “You tore his flesh out with your teeth, and there’s no way a human could do that as effortlessly as you just did.”
“That’s another story for another time.”
“Well, Kaito, thank you for saving me. Now what the hell are you doing here in the first place? And why did you just leave him? Someone could’ve been killed…” Jamie rubbed her arms with her hands nervously. She gaped a bit when two strong arms grabbed hers a bit too tightly. She looked up and saw Kaito, looking down grimly. "You're so foolish and stupid... you all are." He let go of her and rubbed his temples.
“I didn’t leave what you call it there. It ran away. I came here in the first place because your idiot self stepped in its blood and drew it here. And yes, someone would’ve died. You would’ve died. That girl I saved would’ve died. And any other people who went near the site where it was when it attacked. And It must have been a male echidna of sorts. Must be a mutation… female genes are always dominant, so it must be ancestors,” he slightly rambled, giving out more information than intended.
“How do you know this?”
“No more questions please.” He grabbed a bit of cleaner and started cleaning the blood that stained the floors. He lightly dabbed where the blood had splattered on the carpet and hardwood. “And don’t touch the blood,” he said through his teeth, as if he’d hurt himself.
She stood and stared, having nothing much else to do. Jamie went back to the bathroom and changed her clothes. When she came back out again, Kaito was gone. So were the blood stains on the floor.
Jamie picked up the cloth he’d left, probably by accident. It burned her hand a bit, which made her even more curious. She put on a glove, cut a sample off the cloth, and threw the rest away.

Kaito ran to a campsite nearby the barn and took a cold shower. He quickly went back to the barn. he  called home. He couldn’t help but think about the short redhead. He wouldn’t be able to talk to her again. Not after what happened.
At least he didn’t think he could.
The oldest of his younger siblings was home, which was odd.
“Kira, shouldn’t you be at school?” He asked her from his floor.
“Didn’t feel like staying.” She put on her stolen headphones and laid down on her sleeping bag. “Piss off.”
Kaito jumped down and snatched the headphones off her head. “Really? You need to stop stealing. We have enough struggle as is, we don’t need you arrested. Otherwise you’re staying in jail. We don’t have much money, and without a phone it’s harder for me to get a job. Get yourself together and get your sorry ass back to school!” He picked her up and broke the headphones in anger.
Kira ran away, scared. Kaito sighed and covered his face with his free hand. He had forgotten he was stronger. Again.
Kira had hated him since he’d moved in. Just a month after he had arrived, the family had gone bankrupt and moved into the barn which they now call home. Kira had always blamed him, and she had good reason to. She was just a teenager with normal issues until they had been kicked out of their home and moved to a barn. An animal house. A building that couldn’t even keep the rain out normally.
Kaito rubbed his temple’s angrily. His head hurt from the stress, his body ached from the day's activities. His vision was cloudy with tiredness. Slowly his vision darkened, and he blacked out.