Jeff T.K. POV
The Rake growls at me in disapproval. Previously I would have been on his side, as part of a member in the mansion.. Not anymore, seeing how they treated [Name], I refused to be a part of it any longer. I will defend and protect her forever, even if it causes me my life, it would be worth dying, knowing she is still alive.
The Rake charges right at me, but I spot his action just in time and manage to jump out of the way, slashing out my knife as he brushes past me, slicing across his shoulder. He screeches, coming to a halt, his head slowly turns as he looks at his wounded shoulder, snarling and bearing his fangs once his eyes lay sight on the gash made in his flesh by my blade. His head snaps in my direction, roaring in anger as he charges at me again, luckily I managed to dodge to the side once more, slicing down his back, causing him to slip and fall to the floor. But he was not down for long. He scrambles back up to his feet instantly, turning around and charging again, but his movements were becoming predictable, So I was able to move out of his range. However, he must have predicted my movements too, knowing I would move out the way. So as he bolts past, his long arm raises and strikes down, causing me to run right into his claws, to which they puncture my gut, leg and chest. Locking me in his huge palms as his grips and drags me down, pinning me to the floor. I couldn't help but gasp and yell out in pain, shouting and groaning loudly as he tries to clench his fingers, ripping my flesh as his claws tear and drag. One of his claws snaps my femur, slicing through it with ease, like a knife slicing through butter. The claw in my gut begins to rip my intestines, piercing my stomach, causing it to burst. I feel my lung puncture as his claw dives into it as it drags down my chest. The pain was excruciating. It became hard to breath as now only one of my lungs worked to full capacity as the other bleeds out. My insides began to burn and melt as the acid from my burst stomach flows around my body. Blood splatters out of my mouth as I gag and spit, chocking slowly on my own body fluid as my heart rate increases due to the pain, forcing blood around my body at a higher pressure, causing it to practically poor out of the holes made by the Rakes claws. Blood gushing the moment he rips them out."JEFF!!"
My name is suddenly yelled. I knew who it was, it was [Name].But.. she sounded so far away.. So, so far.. Her voice was muffled and fading. It was like I was underwater, my vision was blurry and the world around me became colder and colder, darker and darker. As if to be sinking to the bottom of the ocean, the sunlight's rays disappearing the deeper I sink..
Her voice sounded so, sad, scared and alone.. Slowly rolling my head to the side, [Name]'s figure comes into view. I couldn't help but smile, knowing she was still okay.Readers POV
The world around me starts to return to normal. My head stops hurting and sky stops spinning as I recover from a temporary concussion. Staggering to my feet, I couldn't help but groan and rub my head, looking around to see what happened. But what I see, causes my heart to instantly break and crush, tearing apart and burning. I saw the Rake yanking back his arm, to which Jeff's body practically shreds, blood gushing out of his body.
"JEFF!!"
I yell his name at the top of my lungs. His head slowly leans to the side as his eyes meet mine, he gazes at me as he coughs and gasps for air. A soft but weak smile forming on his face before his head slumps down limpy. His gasping and choking stops and blood dribbles out of his mouth with ease."NOOO!!"
I cry as I fall to my knees, tears streaming down my face. The Rake now becoming interested in me once again as it stalks over to me, blood soaking the skin on its right hand. I knew I couldn't control this thing. So I might as well let it kill me. Closing my eyes, I lean my head back, facing the sky, spreading out my arms. Taking in a gasp of breath, preparing to scream, forcing the Rake into attack mode and charge to kill me. But, just as I was about to do so, I remembered something. While in the hospital, I was able to move glass to kill a nurse.
Snapping my head back down and opening my eyes, I slowly stand to my feet, focusing on Jeff's knife, quietly lifting it in the air with my eyes as I watch it intensely, waiting for the right moment. As soon as the monster ran for me, I force the knife to penetrate through the Rakes throat, going in one side and coming out of the other, to which he instantly stops, beginning to choke. But I was not going to let him die yet, I wanted him to suffer. So, I send the knife through his body over and over and over. Through one ear and out the other. Through the chest and out the back. Even manage to force it in his mouth and down his throat during once of his gasps, penetrating right through the entire length of his body before exiting out of his backside. He staggers around, blood pouring out of his body like water in a sieve strainer. One final blow, the knife dives down through the top of the head, through the skull and brain and out of his neck, destroying his brain stem. To which he dies instantly, his body flopping to the floor with a loud thud. Blood soaking the grass. Dropping the knife, releasing it from my power, I run to Jeff's side.Jeff lay on the grass lifeless, his bleached eyes staring into space. Having no eyelids he couldn't close his eyes, not even at death. I had hoped this wasn't true, that this was all a dream in my head and I would wake up again on the floor by the tree, Jeff having killed the Rake and us being alive together. But.. but that didnt happen, this was all real. I couldn't stop the tears flowing down my face, my cries and sobs becoming louder and louder and louder until I was screaming into his chest as I clutched at his hoodie, holding him close. Birds screeching and cawing as they fly away in large groups, frightened by the sudden sound of my screams.
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