This morning is really rough for me. I wake up from a really painful dream though it seems more like a memory. I can't be sure right now. I jump awake and sit at the edge of the couch in a cold sweat. I place my head in my hands, not even a second before Kaku walks into the hallway. It seems she has been awake for a while now. She is also hiding her right hand behind her back.
"Why are you hiding your right-hand darling?"
"Because it's kinda sore right now."
"Can I take a look at it to see if I can help?"
She slowly pulls her hand out from behind her back. Before it completely enters my view she stops.
"Just promise to not get mad, ok?"
"I promise."
She pulls it out and I almost drop to my knees. Her hand has STITCHES? Since when is that a thing? I wanted to try that but I guess she beat me to it.
"Why'd you give yourself stitches?"
"My dad is getting them for medical reasons so my mom and I are giving ourselves them in support of my father."
I think back to her dead parents in the room at the end of the hallway. Why would she start to think that her dead dad is getting stitches? That seems a little excessive to me and I'm the expert on crazy.
"Did it hurt?"
"A little but it kinda felt good. I can't really explain it."
"I understand that very well, my dearest."
She nods and turns to the kitchen. As she walks to the kitchen I see her looking at her finger with crazed obsession. It's kinda cute actually. While she is cooking breakfast I just sit there and ponder my dreams. They've all seemed more like memories than dreams. And they all ended with the memory of me and Kaku playing in the living room. From what I can remember of these "dreams" Kaku had an abusive home in which she got constantly beaten due to the fact that her mom never wanted her and her dad couldn't cope with his emotions. I had hated her parents but never acted on my emotions because Kaku kept telling me that she still loved her parents. My family was really nice and treated Kaku like my little sister. I never appreciated that thinking because I really liked Kaku. I guess those feelings never really left but I still can't remember.
I still don't know if my dreams are memories or just dreams. Kaku comes back with two plates of steaming french toast. She sets them down on the coffee table in front of me and sits down next to me. I get up and head to her fridge. I know she had stolen some of my blood bottles but I don't mind. I come back with two of them and set one in front of Kaku the other in front of my plate. We eat breakfast with no interruptions but that changes when we start doing the dishes. There comes a loud crash from the front door. I run to the doorway to find Karma standing in front of our now beat down door. My eyesight goes almost completely red with bloodlust. I then notice that there is something different about him since the last time I saw him. His hair is standing straight up. I also sense something off in the air. It seems more electric and hyper. I take a closer look at him. Electric sparks shooting from his body.
"It's good to see you again Kurai."
"What are you doing here Karma?"
"Why taking care of an infestation of course. One that has corrupted you too much."
At this time Kaku walks into his line of sight.
"What's wrong baby? What was that loud crash."
"Ah. Speak of the devil."
Before I can even process what he said Kaku is on the ground looking beaten and tired. I look back at Karma but he isn't there. I look again at Kaku and see Karma with his foot on top of her head. He's also smiling. My mind rages for a split second but stops and starts becoming entertained. A huge grin comes over my face.
"Oh, how sorry you're going to be," I say. My maniacal laugh fills the air. A huge cloud of shadows circles around me. Everything within the sphere, excluding me, dies instantly. This is going to be fun.
"Wait, Kurai. I'm not here to fight you."
"You should have thought about that before you hurt Kaku."
"But she isn't worth your attention. It should all be mine."
"Well then, you just messed up."
The shadows grow out of my shoulder blades and form glass blades. I rush forward to Karma and slash the air, careful not to hit Kaku on accident. As I expected Karma dodged and is outside again. Right where I want him to be. I rush for him again, but not holding back this time. He sticks his hands out in a defensive position. Good, that means he can only go so fast. My blades strike his hands and crack against a seemingly invisible wall. I look closer. The wall is just extremely concentrated electricity. So he can control electric currents in the air and in his body. Might be more interesting than I thought. He jumps away again.
"You can't run away Karma."
I rush him again at my full speed. He grabs my arm and sends me flying upward. Maybe full speed wasn't such a good idea. Well, this sucks. He jumps and knees me in the gut. Blood spews from my mouth. Ironic isn't it? I fly even higher while Karma goes back to the ground. This is going to be painful coming back down. As I start falling to the ground again I realize that I won't be hitting it. This fate may be a bit worse. I'm headed straight for the telephone pole's electric coils. Karma will have the advantage there. I hit the coils hard forgetting the fact that I had put a metal bracelet on the night before and never took it off. The electricity shocks all my systems, pain flowing through every cell in my body. Strangely I now understand what Kaku meant earlier. This pain feels oddly exhilarating and nice. I kind of craved more. Steam starts to rise from my skin. To keep from dying I force my shadows to cover the wooden pole. It quickly rots and broke. The shock knocks me loose, but I still felt the hyperactivity in my muscles. Strange. Probably just my brain not registering that I'm not getting shocked anymore. I realize too late that Karma and I are still in the middle of a fight. He rushes toward me. Instinctively I force out my hands in a kind of shove action. A giant tendril of electricity arks it's way at Karma. How unexpected.
"That's not possible."
Those are the last words Karma says in consciousness. The lightning strikes him in the chest and he falls instantly.
YOU ARE READING
Couple of Death
FantasyA name-less teenage boy emerges in the world with no memories. after killing a couple of people and talking to a girl he finds that this world may not be as boring and useless as he thought it would be. I sure hope that doesn"t change