Narrators POVProfessor winced as he felt the blade pierced his flesh. "I warned you not to go after him", she nagged. He was older than her.The pain he felt anytime he let Arilla take a little part of his soul was unbearable."He's been looking out the window", she whispered. His house keeper was a gossip. "I'm done", she announced. "Done? I... "The fire made contact with the knife wound she'd just created. He winced, holding onto the table with all his might. Sweat gathered at his forehead. What he had to go through everytime. He couldn't go behind Harver and ask for the Medic's help. She was finally done. She used his shirt to mop his sweat, then left with it. He took the clean shirt she kept for him and wore it. He made his way to where David was, in his wheelchair. "How do you feel? ", he asked David. "I don't know". "I do. You want to kill Luther. But we have a deal""Luther is the reason why I'm in this mess. He soile everything friom me. And you're telling me n
Narrator's POV The City, The HospitalLuther ran all the way to the hospital. The only thing he'd heard through the phone was that Emily... He knew something was with wrong. He'd been trying to look for a job, but with his memories incomplete, he couldn't know what his skill set was. When he was entering into the room, he bumped into a beautifu woman which was coming out of the room. He moved aside for her to pass. Maybe she was Emily's friend. Then he stepped into the room. Something was wrong. He could sense energy in the room. The kind he used to emit. He banged the door, behind him and chased after her. The bang woke Emily up.He caught her arm just before she made a corner. When she turned, and their eyes made contact, he let her go immediately. She looked familiar. "Who are you? "She put his hand off her. "A well wisher". "I know what you are", he roared. "I'm no different from you, Avilon", she said with a smile. Avilon. She knew his secret. "What are you? "
Narrator's POV She'd gone full snake. And he'd gone full hellhound. The heat around them was enough to melt steel. She'd caused it, throwing flame after flame from her mouth. He'd absorbed all of it. She was scared for him. She was the twin who didn't normally express her feelings but deep down, she knew she had a soft spot for him. Loved him even. If he continued, he was going to burn his body. And Ankha would blame her. She transformed back into her human form. "Luther". They looked at each other, his crimson eyes wanting nothing more than to kill her. "I know what happened", she said. He calmed a bit, his eyes returning to normal. "She used to love you. But then, someone poisoned your mind about hee, so you tried to force her to late with you so she wouldn't go free". His Demon Essence started to dissipate. "Thank you", he said falling to his knees. That was all he wanted to know. He wasn't at fault. "Thank you ", he mustered. She nodded. "You fed her too much neg
Narrator's POV The water seemed to fade into nothingness, and his legs came in contact with solid ground.He was back at the Forver PartyBut it didn't look like a party anymore. Everything was a less. And the dining table was overturned, the food on the ground. He walked towards the large door. A hand phased through from the other side of the door and dragged him through. He appeared in a place, where hundreds of people were. They were shivering from the cold. There were no lights, and they had to rely on candles to see. It was like a large dark cave. He waded through the crowd, looking for Forver. Forver dragged him away. "I thought they took you", he said, worried. "What's happening? You're supposed to be partying", Joe said. He looked at the ground. "What's wrong? "There was a knock from the other side of the door. He looked at Joe. "They're here", he said. The Mitos. "I led them here", Joe realized. "No. He's been looking for us". "But why? ""We're the reason h
Narrator's POV The City, HospitalDavid remained in the receptionist wing. 'What were the police doing here? ', he thought. He wasn't scared, but someone could recognize him. He was supposed to carry out his work in secrecy. It was funny- he couldn't walk a few hours ago. And now he was plotting revenge. He'd gone of the hospital a crippled. And now he was well again. His body ached to use the power the Professor had gifted him. He'd always seeked to achieve supernatural power. And now he had it. It was just beginning of his ambition. He was going to tear down everything. His ears picked up the conversation between the police officers. They were very far from him, but his new found abilities at his disposal. "The whole city is crazy. A mansion exploded. Stanning's resigned. And now there's a rumor that there's a virus spreading". He shook his head. He wasn't one for gossip. He turned to see the receptionist smiling at him. He put his cap on his head and focused his eyes
Narrator's POV Luther wore his mask, looking in the mirror. It reminded him of the life he used to live. He was a monster. Emily was right. He didn't want anything more than the feeling of superiority. He wanted to feel more like a second choice. He put his gun away. He didn't need a gun. He was a hell hound. The rest of the gang were behind, watching him. The Boss didn't trust him. They too didn't trust him. It was fear. They had no choice, they knew what he was. And he was going to use it to his advantage. He was going to force loyalty. And he was going to get his memories. After that he'd unleash hell on everything Emily cared about. Starting with Joe Wolford. Narrator's POVThe City Hospital David was tired of waiting. The pretty redhead receptionist came up to him and sat next to him. "Hello", she said with a sweet smile.He smiled. "Done with your shift? "She played with her long hair. "Yeah. I just got off work". "What do you normally do after work? ""Nor
Narrator's POVThe City. Aunt Darcy's House. Aunt Darcy poked at her food. Two days, and her son hadn't come home. No calls, no texts. She wasn't the only sad one. Nancy felt guilty. She'd told Luther about Harvey. And lied to her mother that Harvey had loved. She'd taken everything from her mother. She was an ingrate. The two were quiet thought out dinner. Aunty Darcy sighed as Nancy cleared away the plates.She sighed again as Nancy came back to sitNancy couldn't concentrate on her homework, she was bothered about Luther too. Her mother was about to sigh again, when there was a knock at the door. Her mother rushed to the door. Nancy shook her head. Luther didn't knock. Just a neighbor or something. She heard her mother gasp. When she ran to the front door, her mother was on the ground, unconscious. David looked at her. "Hello, Nancy". Professor Harvey was tired, but he had to continue. He should have just taken the bus instead. There was only one to go there. It
Narrator's Pov Aunt Darcy closed her mouth in horror. Professor Harvey didnt know what to do. Nancy tried to drag her mother away, but she stubbornly stayed put. "Harvey". "I'm sorry, Darcy". "Where's my son? Where's Luther? ". "I will bring him. I promise". Then he disappeared. Aunt Darcy broke down, sobbing. The man she loved was a demon. Her son was a demon. But still, she couldn't help but pray to the Nameless Ones for the protection of her loved ones. Narrator's PovThe City, HospitalEmily shook in her sleep. She was having a dream she couldn't understand. She was chasing Joe. Or what seemed to be an apparition of him. Whenever she caught him, he'd vanish in her hands. And then she'd see another Joe ahead, beckoning to her to come. She had gotten tired of following him. But she'd missed him. She wanted to know where he went. She caught him again. "Joe". "Emily", he said hugging her. She leaned into his warmth, closing her eyes. He vanished again. When she o