Eternal

2.

Jahseh was pissed, mainly at himself but also at the fucker who killed that poor mutant. And the fact that he felt no remorse for it was just, inhumane. He was angry at himself for not striking soon and killing that murderer. His entire life was based on hunting those who hunt others. He clenched his fists as he walked out of his room and into his so called 'living room'. Currently Jahseh was housing multiple mutants, ones who had been thrown out their homes or simply born without any home to stay in. There were around four people he was housing. Jahseh walked into his kitchen and opened the fridge. He noticed there was no milk and immediately got annoyed. While slamming the door shut he call out to the house. "Which one of you fat fucks drank the rest of the milk and didn't say anything?!" He called out and a tall fluffy hair boy came around the corner with a guilty look on his face. Jahseh instantly melted at the sight of the younger boy. "I meant to tell you but I forgot!" He said and Jahseh just gave him a soft smile. "It's okay Kyle, just let me know next time." He said as he ruffled the boys hair and walked off, once he turned the corner he nearly crashed into some one else. That's when it hit him, Kyle didn't drink the milk. This stupid siren did. Jahseh caught his balance and glared at the dark skin boy who looked like he got caught in an act.

"Rakim. What the fuck have I told you about using your abilities on Kyle. Especially for stupid shit like this!" Jahseh scolded him and smacked the boy on the shoulder. Rakim let out a snicker as he tried to dodge Jahseh's hits. "Listen man it's better me than him! Besides it's harmless." Rakim tried to reason with him and Jahseh wasn't having it. "No I'm serious, you're only supposed to use your siren sounds when in danger. You understand?" Jahseh said with a serious look. He felt like he was raising a bunch of children; in a sense he was, Kyle being the youngest at 17, Rakim at 19 and Frank and Stokeley both just now turning 20. Normally he would have send them off but it seems everytime he sends a mutant off, he sends them to their death. That's want happened to that one girl last night. Maria. He was brought out of his trance by Stokeley; he'd had just gotten home. "Jahseh where you at?" He called out and Jahseh turned and walked towards the dining room where Stokeley was waiting. "What you find." He stated and Stokeley took his bag off and set it on the table. He had a grim look on his face. Jahseh knew something went wrong.

"I went further than my scouting perimeter and found two camps. It's a few mutants who are hiding from the Harlem MIS agents. But as soon as I was going to go and help I spotted that one dude you've been tracking, the dread head? Yeah came in and murdered the entire fucking camp. It was horrible." He said and Jahseh's heart dropped. He should have killed that fuck when he had the chance. Jahseh let out a sigh and rubbed his temples. "Fuck man.." He muttered. He looked around and noticed that everyone was there besides Frank. Frank was most likely asleep, because Jahseh sends him out on night scountings, he's become quite the night owl. Jahseh looked at everyone's faces and they all had the same look he had. Disappointment, anger, fear and whole bunch other emotions. "What do you want to do?" Stokeley asked and Jahseh stood up straight and gave Stokeley a stern look. "We're going to keep doing what we're doing, staying safe and helping those who need it." He responded and Stokeley raised an eyebrow. "And for the dread head?" He asked and Jahseh locked eyes with him.

"I'm going to kill him myself."

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"Omar fetch!" Gazzy yelled as he threw a hand made sock toy across the yard. The dreaded boy watched as the dog mutant charged across the yard and grabbed the toy. He jogged back and dropped it right in Gazzy's lap. Omar let out a breathe as he squatted in front of the boy and wagged his tail. "This shit is getting tiring Gaz, can I take a break?" He asked and Gazzy smiled and patted his head. "Of course you can dude." He replied and Omar closed his eyes and focused. In mere seconds his snout like face, ears, and tail disappeared and he returned to normal. "You're lucky we're such good friends. Other wise I wouldn't be sticking my neck out like this just so you can have some sort of entertainment." Omar reminded him and Gazzy rolled his eyes. "Yeah yeah I know. I still think you should stay with me. I'm sure I can convince my moms to let you." Gazzy said with a hopeful look in his eyes.