An Everlasting Problem (Phun And Noh AU Fan Fiction)

Chapter 10: The End

The first thing I did when I woke up was rush to the bathroom. Apparently, being a vampire didn't stop the need to pee. After finishing my bodily functions I checked my reflection in the mirror. I looked a mess but otherwise no different. My skin was paler, guess that couldn't have been avoided. Amazingly though, my lips still held their usual pink tint. I was a bit glad for that, after all, it was one of the things that made me irresistible. Hidden behind my lips were a pair of fangs. I slid my finger up and down the canines. My head drooped, hands bracing me on either side of the sink. I heaved a heavy sigh. It was foolish of me but I was half hoping it was a dream. Reality bites...

I turned away from the mirror with a sigh. Exiting the bathroom I found Pang sitting on my bed starring down at her hands. Standing across from her and leaning against the door frame was the face I never wanted to see again. The one face the made my blood boil. I hissed, my fangs sliding out. I lunged across the room, grabbing the bastard by the collar, and slammed his head into the wooden frame. If I was in my right mind I would have been stunned with how fast I crossed the room. I've never moved so quickly before in my life.

"I'll fucking kill you," I snarled. My captive didn't fight my hold, didn't even snarl back. His eyes held remorse and his body was limp in my grasp. But my clouded mind wouldn't see any of it.

Pang had leapt off the bed. Her hands wound around my wrist that held the bastard. She tugged and pulled against my hold but my grip only tightened, being fueled by anger.

"Noh please," she pleaded. I reached up and tossed her to the side. Pang yelped as she fell back against the floor. "Noh! It's not what you think!"

Still my hatred filled mind clung to my anger, ignoring all else. My ears rang, fangs throbbing for his blood. My hand had slipped from his collar to his throat. My fingers dug into his neck, blood seeping out. His eyes watched me, nearly closed, lips pulled tight. A strong need to rip the traitor's throat out burned under my skin. The strength of it and how close I was to doing it shook some sense into me. It was like I was drenched in ice water, the realization of what I was about to do. It washed over me and my clouded mind focused.

What the hell was I doing?

A strangled gasp left my lips. I pushed myself off of him and scrambled away. Golf slid down the frame. His body going limp, eyes down casted. I clambered back until I slammed into the dresser. I gripped it, staring down at the man I had wanted to kill.

"Noh," Pang murmured, slowly edging closer to me. Her hands gripped my upper arm. She shook me lightly wanting me to look at her but I couldn't pull my eyes away from Golf. "Noh. Don't be mad at him. He was under orders."

My head twisted around, eyes narrowing. "What?"

"He had to get close to her. It was the only way to bring her out of the wood works. Golf was the only one that could dupe her."

My eyes darted to the man resting on the floor. His eyes gazed at me. "Mo," he whispered. "They were friends at one point. Before Aim was consumed."

Consumed? Is that what they were calling her? Consumed? What a joke. She was twisted not consumed. A psycho willing to hurt anyone to get what she wanted. Consumed was too nice of a word for what she was, what she had become. I could think of a few words that better described her but they were all pretty nasty and far harsher than psycho.

"You," Pang continued bring my attention back to her. "You put things in motion too quick, Noh. He didn't have time to react to your arrival. He had to play along until he could get Ohm and Mick out of there. They were his priority."

My heart dropped at the mention of my friends. My eyes widened. I twisted out of her grasp and gripped Pang, fingers digging into her. She yelped slightly. I flinched, loosing my hold. I really needed to get used to my new strength.