The Devil's Son

chapter seventeen

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Chapter Seventeen.

I pulled away breathless, looking at Ellie’s serene face, smiling at me, victory slapped on his

face… He thought he won me over with a kiss? Uh yeah right, I moved down, as if to kiss him

again, but swiftly moved towards his ear and whispered, “Bastard,” He automatically tensed, and I

sprung, hopping off him and landing on my feet, mainly focusing on Ellie and his every move, but

also  glancing around to look for a weapon. I laid my eyess on a steak knife that was wedged

between a dresser and an old wooden trunk. “You can do it!” I heard Nicolette scream from the

sidelines, obvious that her trust in me was back. “Come on Kat!” everyone screamed clapping and

shouting encouragements. “If I win, you give their bodies back and we leave,” I hissed, tensing my

fingers into ragged claws, bending my knees into a fighting stance. “than if I win your mine!” he

growled the last word he said. Anger just exploded through my body, I even surprised myself, I’ve

never felt so much hate for one person, but I’ve also never felt so much passion either. 

I dived at Ellie with one hand raised at eye level scratching his face, with my nails, letting them

dig into the flesh of his cheek. He caught me with a grunt and squeezed around my ribs with

superhuman strength, I screamed and squirmed in pain, “Kat!” Anthony screamed from the

sidelines watching Ellie hurt me. I heard a loud crack and suddenly pain flared in my chest. I

grunted and pulled my knee up with all the strength sacking the guy. Ellie doubled over. I sprinted

towards the knife I saw earlier and grabbed the handle. “You can do it,” I whispered to myself,

taking a deep breath and spinning around on the balls of my feet. I sucked in a surprised gasp of

air. Ellie was standing waiting, with a cloud of deep purple mist floating around his hands. I rose

my arm above my head and flung the knife at Ellie, it spun cleanly at him almost hitting him in

between the eyes, except that he used his palm to deflect it. The knife hit the wall with a deafening

split of wood. 

Ellie began stalking towards, his lips stretched out into a devious smile. Ellie jumped, tensing

his muscles and spinning his upper body, in the air doing a jump kick, straight at my jaw. Luckily I

saw it coming, and ducked down putting my hands over my head, I heard Ellie cuss, I giggled and

grabbed onto his ankle before he landed, I yanked on his leg as hard as I could, making him fall flat