To Control The

Chapter 14 (Damien/Rick's POV)

Our drive to Arizona has been a long one. Twelve and a half hours to be exact. About 50 miles from The Grand Canyon. I lean my head back on the head rest and watch as cars pass by. I look over at my uncle as he drives us on the long highway and turns off onto an exit. We pull into a motel and park as my uncle gets out and walks to the front desk. Me and Anya wait outside of the car as Rick talks to the front desk clerk. "The anticipation builds.." I look over at Anya. "Yeah.. It's been so long since we have been out on the road together." I stretch my arms and groan at the grueling ride that we embarked on. "We better find him.. Because if this wastes my time. I will be royally pissed." Anya chuckles. "Yeah that would suck."
I toss and turn in bed as I think of where my Dad could be. I groan as I try to get comfortable. "Fuck this.." I sit up, ripping the covers off of my body and get dressed and head out of the motel room. I walk towards the pick up truck to grab my bag to retrieve my phone. "Damn.. 3 missed calls.. 5 texts.. All from Layla.." I run my hand through my hair and dial her phone on speed dial, but before I can hear her sweet voice. I get grabbed and thrown towards a dumpster. I groan as I grip my chest, trying to breathe. My eyes blurry from the sudden rush of wind being knocked out of me. I look around to see my attacker.
A low sinister laugh comes close to me as I try to get up. I swing blindly and my attacker whirls around fast and kicks my knee and grips my hair as I almost fall face first. He hisses against my hair as he growls against my ear. "Hello boy.." My eyes widen in fear and in anger. I whirl around as I attempt to stand to look at him in the eyes, but get sucker punched in the stomach. I cough up blood as I'm kneeling in front of him and he grabs my throat hard. I choke as I grip his arms. This is where I got my strength from. My father. He meets my eyes and says, "Are we unable to speak like civil men?" I groan in pain as I believe now one of my ribs is cracked. "Y-You.." I choke up as my eyes blur at the lack of oxygen, because of his tight hold. He sighs as he lets go so I can speak and breathe at once.
I cough as air rushes into my lungs, but very hazily. "Y-You.. Have no right to speak at all.. You're a murderer.. You killed my mother.. You made me watch.." He chuckles. "The bitch deserved it, but I always loved her." I growl angrily as I look up at him. His eyes widen as he notices my eyes glow their usual yellowish-orange. I stand up in a blur and pick him up and slam him against the dumpster. He groans as his back is against the cool metal. My teeth become sharp and I bite into his side hard. He howls in pain and hits my back to make me let go, I do. We circle each other as he wipes his wound and looks at his hand, which is drenched in blood and I smirk and wipe his blood from my lips. He smirks back and licks it slowly as his eyes glow a bright red. "You've done it now boy.." He growls and in a blur and ends up right behind me and roundhouse kicks me. I am winded again and am knocked against Rick's pick up. I duck as my father swings his fist towards my face. He growls as his hand goes through the truck's window. I punch at his wound and he howls in pain and in anger as he knees me multiple times. I block some, but get hit in the ribs and roll onto the ground to get away.
I wake at the sudden noise of my truck blaring with its alarm. I sit up and look around the room and notice that Damien is gone. "Poor boy must not have my keys to unlock my truck." I get up and put a shirt on and make my way to the front door, I walk outside and close the door silently, trying not to wake Anya. I sigh as I walk and make my way around to where my truck is, but only to see Damien and James fighting. I drop my keys in utter shock. My brother. Here. He turns around and smirks as he sees me. Damien punches the shit out of him and he staggers back from the hit he got from his hit. He shakes his head as Damien gets ready to swing at him as he flips over my truck, with brute strength, in midair kicks my truck towards Damien. Luckily, Damien ducks under the truck. My brother lands in front of me and dusts off his shoulder as I prepare to swing at him, but he catches my arm and turns me around as he puts me in a chokehold and says angrily, "This is how you greet your brother. With such force. You.. Brother.. Were never strong enough.. Even for me.."
I gasp for air as I see Damien under my truck. Suddenly, I feel a pain in my chest and hear Damien scream out. "UNCLE!!" My eyes begin to blur as I look down and see James hand through my chest. Blood seeps out from my chest and up my throat as I struggle to breathe or speak. James chuckles against my ear as he pulls his hand out and I collapse to the ground. I look up at him as he looks towards Damien as he crawls from beneath my truck. "YOU MONSTER!!!" "Takes one to know one, my son.." Damien swings at his father, but gets hit across the face and falls next to me. I cough up more blood and I begin to lose consciousness. Damien groans as the last thing he and I hear is his father's sinister laughter and Damien holds me in his arms as I die slowly, surrendering to the darkness that is my Hell.