Jacke's POV
We left for the gas station to get a soda, and along the way, we split so Jake could have control over the music while I drove.
"This one is called 'Ohmwrecker' off of Pentakill, it's a solid vibe but it's kind of an on-again-off-again type of song, ya know?"
"Yeah, I feel ya," I said as we continued down the road towards a 7/11, they didn't always have what we were after, but they almost always had Big Red in stock.
"I still can't shake that uneasiness, it honestly feels like we're being watched no matter where we go."
"Trust me, dude, that's your anxieties talking, you're scared to let your guard down and let Alex prove that she's not like your ex. Trust me, I get that, but Lucy ain't always telling the truth to ya. He's called 'The Lord Of Lies' for a reason, and it's better that you follow your gut than what he tells you."
"But he's how we met, how I became how strong I am, what if ever-"
"Imma stops ya right there, Jakey boy," Jack said as he stopped the car in the parking lot, "Just because Lucy guided me to you, doesn't mean that is the reason we met. We met because you were being raped and killed by your ex, and now he's suffering for it. That part of our life is behind us, and now it's time for us to move on and heal from that cunts damages."
"Do you think Lucy is going to try and stop us from being with Alex?"
"I wouldn't be surprised, heaven forbid an omega Archdemon to meet his love, but our wills and the wills of Alex and her wolf are stronger than anything he could throw our way."
"Genuinely? You believe that?"
"WE LITERALLY DECIMATED A CHUNK OF DETROIT!! What's he going to do? Lie to us into fighting each other? We already do that, just don't believe a word he says about Alex, and if he gets in your face: let me deal with him, I've been waiting for a shot at the big guy for a while now."
"Fair enough, let's get our soda, I need a kick," Jake said as they both exited the vehicle, merged, and walked inside to meet two guys in the middle of a makeout session, and we almost laughed, if it wasn't cute.
"Howdy guys, hate to interrupt but I'd appreciate it if we could get a couple of sodas, and be on our way," We said, they turned to see us and looked petrified, as if they were terrified that we had seen them making out.
"Take them, just don't hurt us, please!"
Confusion was clear on our face, so we set a 20 on the counter, grabbed our sodas, and made ourselves appear a bit smaller to lessen any attention that would come our way, and sure enough, it did. As we got our sodas in the drink carrier, Jack noticed a group of guys enter the store, and we knew almost immediately this wasn't going to be fun. The lead douchebag pointed a gun at the 2 behind the counter and started making demands for the money in the cash register, only to laugh when the taller of the 2 told him to shove it.
"Well, looky here fellas looks like we got ourselves a hero," The guy said waving his gun around like he couldn't give a shit for the lives of his fellows nor of the two men behind the counter, "Do you really think that I give a singular fuck for your lives? Now give me the fucking money, or I'll drop you and your wife, and take it myself."
That was the last straw, you can commit a crime and get away with it easily, but these thugs weren't criminals. There was no thought behind it, only sadism and the will to see others suffer, and we didn't like that one bit: No one, and we mean NO ONE, took our job from us.
"Fuse?"
"Fuse."
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A scream was heard before we even got close, as the 2 men behind the counter saw us and were petrified as we approached the gang at the counter. Grabbing the 'leader' by the back of his neck, we spun him around and lifted him to meet our cold firey eyes.
"You know, little ones, it's been a long time since I've had the pleasure of devouring a sickened soul such as yours, would you witness your god at work?!" We said, in a tone that could only be described as demonic and twisted, cold and firey hot at the same time as if death itself was speaking through us.
Their leader didn't seem too fond of us, as he spat in our face, dwindling the flames to a halt...and it honestly took us a second to realize what he did, and if it weren't for the fact of how angry we were we might have let him go...keyword there being might.
"You don't know who you're messing with, do you?" We asked, and stared the man down, drawing out a response.
"W-what the fuck are you?!"
"We are destruction. We are that which your nightmares cower in fear of. We are death itself," We said, and watched as the little man cowered in fear, his goons trying to hit us, going so far as to shoot at us to drop their buddy, to no avail.
Eventually, the "boss" went limp and we dropped him, wiping the mess from our mouth we almost threw up.
"Your boss tasted like watered-down lemonade mixed with gasoline, I'd suggest you all leave while you can, and as for you two," We turned our heads to the couple behind the counter who were, in their right minds, too stunned to speak, "Take this as a sign of goodwill."
We left the wallet of the leader on the counter along with another 20 and left, that was our biggest issue with living here, we loved the town and the people we lived with, but too many innocent souls were tortured by pathetic men and women who couldn't give a damn about anyone but themselves.
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Jake's POV
"Well, that certainly got the blood pumping," I said through laughter as we got back in the car, Jack smirking as he always does, he enjoyed this much more than I did, simply because he was born to do so, I was adopted into it.
"I'm telling you, it's so much better when you just don't give a fuck. Like, we've destroyed towns and robbed entire cities of their valuables, but it's so much more satisfying when it's someone who genuinely has it coming. They knew they had it coming too, that's why it's so funny because whenever someone is being shitty to others for their own gain, it's basically a signal to me that says 'Hey, I'm a massive self-centered douchebag, please devour my entire existence so I can satisfy you for 1 full second'," Jack said, laughing as we continued down the road towards a little Mexican place, I was hungry, and Jack wanted a beer so we decided why not get both.
"All you can eat Chimis and Guac here I come."