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Literally just Jack staying hidden and acting 'normal' the whole time.

I am so bored right now. I've been staying out of fights or magic for a while and honestly, I hate it. I need to do something. Anything! I couldn't take it anymore. I had to kill someone. But not here. Somewhere no one would notice.

I closed my eyes and felt a surge of darkness cloud my being before everything faded again. It was only a second before my eyes were open again and an old looking farm house stood in front of me....

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I sat on the roof of the farmhouse, a cloud of dark shadows swarming around my hand. I stared at it with an emotionless expression and waited.

The sun was only just reaching the horizon and red flames bled across the sky, staining it with a blue a purple shade of lilac. The breeze had picked up but I easily noticed the gush of wind shuffling my hair more as a certain male teleported behind me.

"Hey Mark," I said, my voice shallow and.... empty. I felt his eyes burn into my back and his mind brush against mine but it had no affect on the barriers I had up. Killing Cry and Felix strengthened my mind enough to the point where I didn't even need to try to block him out anymore.

"Jack? What happened to you?" He asked, trying to hide emotion but his voice gave him away. I knew what he was asking but I didn't want to answer, because I didn't know it fully myself.

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice still monotone. The sky darkened more as the sun sunk lower and lower and the breeze blowing through my hair got colder, sending shivers down my back.

"You're... different," he tried to say.

"Is it the hair?" I asked, still avoiding.

"Not what I meant," he sighed and I stood up, spinning around to face him.

"Then what did you mean Mark? I'm different because I killed people who tried to hand me over to Amber? Different because I finally took over the school I've been murdering for most of my life? Different because I gave Amber the chance to live instead of just killing her like I usually do? Different because I left You?" I stopped, tears picking at my eyes as my chest began to ache.

It was silent between Mark and I. The wind had become a strong breeze that made the roof beneath our feet groan and threatened to throw me off balance nearly. The sun had completely sunk beneath the horizon and the sky plunged into darkness, only lit by the frickles of stars that scattered across the sky's face.

"What?" Mark breathed. I felt my stomach lurch and my chest tighten even more. I forced a sour look on my face and turned away from him again.

"Whatever. Just leave me alone. I only used dark magic to see if you were still tracking me," I spat but I didn't fully believe it myself.

Part of me just wanted to see Mark. To hear his voice. Even though it was only a short time ago I saw him. I just needed his closure.

"Jack," he sighed, and I felt the urge to turn and look at him, just to know what expression was on his face. But I didn't.

"Mark," I said sternly, squeezing my eyes shut, begging silently for him to just leave. I know I wanted him to come but now I regret it. It's too much.

"Come home with me. Just for tonight," He asked and I couldn't help but turn to him, my expression twisting into several different emotions. I wanted to agree but at the same time I didn't. I had no idea what to say.

"I...," I choked on my words. I couldn't answer.

"Please. You can leave in the morning if you want but... I want you safe tonight. Can you please come home? For me?" He asked. I let my eyes drop, knowing I wouldn't be able to speak I simply nodded, not feeling up to arguing right how.

I felt a warm hand grab my cold one and the world spun for a second before everything lit up. Mark had left the lights on in our apartment and the sudden brightness made me squint. I cast my eyes downward and kept them their, not looking up.

Mark led me to his room and for a second I felt panic surge through me before I realised he just wanted to sleep. Nothing more. And for some reason I felt kinda.... disappointed. Why? I know I like Mark but I can't waste time on things that I will leave behind after the war... But do I want to leave him behind?

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