How dare that scumbag?!
Has he no respect for women?
I kept pounding his face until I felt George's scent close to me. He minds linked me cause yeah, we're werewolves, technically lycants but no one knows that. He holds me by the shoulders as I pant heavily with bloodied fists.
"Eli, you're scaring her. He has gotten his due." He says through the mind link and I take a shaky breath trying to calm down.
I looked all around me and I saw just how much damage the idiot had made. The girl in particular was in a bad state, all beat up with lips cut and bruised with a split head.
"Give me one good reason as to why I should keep the scumbag alive." I ask George with seething rage.
"Well, for one you are just some stranger and this is the human realm where you might get convicted for murdering someone." He answers and I can't seem to refute for it is the truth.
"So, keep her calm while I go get her friends. Alright?"
"Ok." I answer softly as he walks away.
That's me and George. Always there for each other and each other's voice of reason. Anyway, I wiped that guy's blood off my fists as I looked at the path George walked on to go and look for the girl's friends. I turned to her and realized her clothes were ripped so she might need help.
I took off my coat jacket and tried to drape it over her. This was a first for me so I was bit awkward as I tried to cover her. I stretched out my hands as I leaned in closer to try and cover her up only for her to flinch at my touch and start backing away towards the wall. I felt hurt, really hurt. Why I am feeling so is beyond me but for now, I need to calm her down.
"Hey, hey, hey, calm down alright. He's not going to hurt you again. Okay?" I said, trying to coax her.
"But why is it always me? What wrong did I do for me to always be targeted?"
She broke down into a heart wrenching cry. Poor girl! What has she gone through to hold so much grief? I am bad at consoling people. Lucky enough, George came back with her friends. The guy gave a kick to the scumbag before dashing to where we are.
I watched as he cradled her and called out to her softly.
"JJ, I'm sorry I couldn't save you. I'm sorry that I wasn't here for you when I said I would. "he cried out. I felt stuffy all of a sudden. Strange!
"Sontag, let's go to hospital while I call her brothers. "said the girl with a purple bob.
'OH, so that's not her brother. Maybe he is her....' No, I shouldn't be having such thoughts. As I recovered from my reverie, the girl with the bob turned to me and said, "Mister, thanks for saving our JJ. Really, we owe you one."
Quickly, they carried her away and disappeared down the hall. Now that I think about it, this was all very strange. How come no one heard the scuffle between the two? Even if they couldn't hear that one, what of the fight we had?
"I know what you're thinking, Eli. I smell magic. "said George.
"Magic user*?"
"Magic caster*"
The paranormal world was getting out of hand.
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June's POV
Falling, falling, falling.
That's all I've done for days now.
They say to be strong. How can I? I'm too weak to understand.
I'm trying to be strong for myself and I, but I believe tall tales don't lie.
Falling at a height unknown, wish I could the trace the horizon till dawn. But alas, here I am falling to my doom.
Can
Anyone
Save
Me??
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Beep!
Beep!
Beep!
"Doctor, will she be alright?" asked someone.
"Sigh, she refuses to wake up. She needs a reason to otherwise, she will be in a comatose state fore... for a really long time. "replied a wizened voice.
"I.... we.... what do we do doctor? "asked another voice, choking on emotions. It was Tristan. June's little run in with Sebastian has him all shaken up and he can't even be the same.
"Well, remind her the importance of waking up. Show her through words what she is missing. "answered the wizened voice.
The Stars were stuck. Their little sister just wouldn't wake up.
"What do we do? "asked Spencer. He is usually collected, looking every bit the immortal he is, so suave it's a sin. Right now, he looks like a junkie. He's usually kempt hair is disorganized due to constantly running his finger through it.
The twins were no different. They always have a goofy grin hanging on their faces. Right now, they looked solemn and exhausted. For the past two weeks, we have been looking after our little sister. Apparently, due to shock she went into a coma. Maybe it was shock, maybe mental trauma, I don't know. The one thing I know is that something big is going to change once she is up and it has to do with her heritage.
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Heh, here I am. Once again in the darkness. Actually, I don't know where this darkness leads. All I know is that I'm stuck on a trail without fear or courage, hate or love, light or darkness. It's like I'm stuck in the greys of this world. Love and hate, there's but a thin line between the two.
Do I hate Sebastian for what he did? Yes! But do I love him? I don't know. You see, he is the reason I am this way. Maybe I shouldn't blame it all on him but he is the greater cause of all my mental problems. As I walk on the dark path, I freeze when old memories start flashing by. The good, the bad and the ugly.