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The energy built to mindblowing proportions...and I think the vampires in the club could feel it, even if the humans could not. Not that it did them much good! Without warning, the energy exploded from inside of him with a shriek of pure madness! And everyone standing withing 20 feet of him was intantly knocked to the floor! Both Rain and Jenna were startled by the blast down below us, and the panicking crowd began to push and shove them back and forth as they ran away from the source. Everyone started screaming and running in all directions, some of them already terrified by the rumors of a rogue vampire murdering everything in sight, and some of them just out of pure hysteria! Even the people on the balcony with us all began to rush forward to see what was happening, and the pressed us up against the railing....almost knocking us over the side! I moved to hug Taryn close to me, and make sure that he wasn't shoved to the ground below. And Max caught sight of the boy causing the trouble.
"Awwww SHIT! Not twice in the same night!" He said. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm getting the fuck OUT of here!"
Gyro looked down and saw Rain and Jenna fighting for the ability to remain standing as the crowd practically trampled their around them like a stampeding herd of wild buffalo! And I saw Dion doing his best to stay against the wall with Dylan to keep them from hurting him! The club erupted into CHAOS, and Rage began swiftly tearing into everything that he could get his hands on! He was like a whirlwind, ripping bodies to shreds so fast that his victims didn't even have the chance to know that they had been dealt a mortal blow until they felt their knees buckle and they fell to the floor. I saw bodies flying in all directions, Rage knocking them clear across the rooms. You could hear bones breaking even over the music, and you could see knees and elbows being bent the other way, ribcages being collapsed, skulls being shattered! Torn flesh flew up into the air, trailing splashes of blood behind it like decorative streamers....Rage had definitely turned this into an art.
"Unngh! I can't.....I can't hold on!!!" I heard Gyro shout, and saw the mass of people pushing up behind him as the crowd tried to flee down the steps! They 'bottle necked' at one point, and once the first person fell, more bodies fell on top of him, with more panicked partygoers trampling them underneath! Gyro was being bent over the side of the railing, and just as he was getting ready to go over, I let go of Taryn's hand and grabbed onto his wrist! Gyro swung to the side, nearly pulling me over as well, but Taryn and Max held on tight to me from behind.
The screams were deafening, and the place was so packed that you couldn't move. You could hardly BREATHE! Gyro screamed for us to help him as he dangled from the balcony! "I've GOT you! Don't worry, I've GOT you!" I shouted back, trying to pull him back up over the side.
More people were tripping all over each other to get downstairs, some were even foolish enough to jump over the side, crashing down onto the tables below. It was difficult, but we all managed to get Gyro back onto solid ground. I saw Taryn getting dragged away from me by the current of charging patrons...and quickly shot my hand out to hold on to him! He cried out in pain as frightened people pushed and shoved and clawed their way towards the stairs, frantically pulling Taryn into the mass of trambled bodies beneath their feet. I felt my anger increasing...pushing my adrenaline to give me the strength to HOLD ON!!! Max's extra gripped me from the inside, turning my anger in to physical strength, and I began to literally push the crowd back with my bare hands to protect him! I WILL *NOT* LET HIM GO!!!!
I started to fight with them, punching anyone who ran past them, my punches getting stronger and stronger with each strike, until I accidently hit a human guy full force and felt his jaw shatter from the blow. It caused me to realize what I was doing, and I had to pull it back. The anger was winning. The storm was brewing. And I didn't need that now. Not now.
Rage was like a wild animal! Pure evil in motion! And I saw him absorbing all that he could from the people he hurt. He USED their pain, their regrets, their anger...creating a vaccuum that gave him all the power he needed to get stronger. I could feel the darkness spreading in the air as he worked his way through ten, then twent, then thirty, then FORTY, new victims! Most of them didn't even know that, by heading for the main exit...they were headed right for him.
I pulled Taryn to my side, attempting to gain some kind of stable standing as the balcony emptied out and the pressing crowd behind us wasn't as strong. Taryn winced in pain as his side had been bruised considerably in the charge. I put my hand on the wound and Taryn yelped out loud from my touch. I quickly administered Bryson's healing energy to it, and Rain's extra to convert it to emotional pain. I had done it for my boyfriend's sake, hoping that I could get rid of some of his suffering. But in effect, I was triggering the storm. I was making it worse. And when the anger within became aware of the fact that someone here was attempting to take what was mine away from me...another identity altogether began to take my place. An identity that had zero tolerance for the bullshit of this world. An identity that was fully aware of what it was capable of...and would gladly risk neverending madness just to crush my enemies where they stand.
I AM the chosen one! And I will NOT tolerate this blasphemy!
"Justin!!! What the fuck are you DOING??? Let's MOVE!!!" Max shouted. "JUSTIN!!!"
I felt Taryn pulling on my arm, yanking hard to get my focus back. But I suddenly jerked away from him, letting go of his hand completely. I tuned out the voices attempting to reason with me, and my eyes burned hot with a crimson glow as my fangs slipped down from my gums. A halo of pain and anger began to swirl around the top of my head, and I felt myself slowly levitate off of the floor beneath me as my arms spread slowly out to both sides of me. Rage instantly felt the change in the ai around him, and locked his demonic eyes upon mine. Our connection was renewed, more intense than ever. And we both stood still as he saw my alter ego gracefully accept his challenge!
I floated up until my feet landed on the side of the railing, and I stood there with perfect balance. He was outraged by the very audacity of me to stand unafraid in his presence, and charged towards me from the lower level. He was quick, his every movement a blur. But when he took a mighty leap up from the floor to attempt to reach the balcony, I felt that dark halo around my eyes give way, and with a scream, I released a focused blast of energy that knocked him out of the air and sent him flying all the way back to the entrance!
I could feel sooooo much anger in me. The virus was taking its hold on me, and my eyes went from dark red to black as my own inner demons came rushing to the forefront. Rage picked himself up off of the floor, shaking off the shock of being attacked with such force. Never had he felt such power. Never had he been in the presence of such a worthy enemy. In me, he had found himself a target worthy of battle. And he knew that I could feed him all of the powerhe would ever need.
My focus was diverted, however, as I noticed Taryn stumble a bit down the stairs, attempting to walk over the trampled bodies that lay there. Max, and Gyro, were having some difficulty as well, but together, they tried to manuever their way down to the lower level. The hysteria was beginning to calm down little by little, as half of the club's crowd fled for their lives, and the other half lay busted and broken on the dance floor. I turned my focus to Taryn, and ran along the railing, hoping to position myself at his side as quickly as possible. Instead of walking over bodies, I slid down to the bottom, beathing the rest of them downstairs, and offering them my hand to help them down.
I heard more commotion from behind me, as Rage tore his way through even more people, growing stronger, absorbing more energy. Something about the darkness in him was so alluring. So untamed...unrestricted. It called out to something in me. It related to the kind of horror I once tried to suppress in my own life. It was the kind of darkness that you would have to walk out to the end of a Pier with the desire to drown yourself to understand. The kind of darkness that builds up through a life of abuse, and poverty, and heartbreak, and shame. It was the line that the human spirit couldn't cross without losing itself in the endless pain of it. And the endless joy of knowing that there was no turning back.
However, this time, he wasn't looking for me. He had a new target at that moment. And he wasn't going to let him get away.
"What the fuck is going on???" I heard Rain's voice coming from beside us, and saw her and Jenna rushing over to join us. They were a little battered from the crowd going wild, but basically ok.
The others attempted to give her the quick version of it all, but I wasn't listening. I was watching Rage's forward motion as he headed towards the bar. "Take Taryn and get him out of here! Now!" I said, rushing forward through the remaining partygoers. I didn't want to leave my Taryn's safety in the hands of anyone else but me...but if there was anyone that I could trust to protect himwith their lives, it was my 'family'.
I made my way through the crowd just asRage found his target. He leapt forward and wrapped his hands around Trevor's throat, squeezing it until his hands left red marks on his skin! "You REMEMBER me, you sack of shit??? DO YOU?!?!" He screamed, his grip nearly breaking Trevor's neck! Michael instantly jumped in, fighting with a ferocity that I had never seen from him before. Rage released Trevor just long enough to drop him to the floor. Michael was easily no match. Rage let a smile appear on his face as he easily blocked and dodged every punch, practically laughing at him. And then, he scratched Michael across the face, the flesh spraying blood high into the air, and kicked him back against the bar, cracking the wood. Trevor was crawling away on his hands and knees at this point, but Rage walked slowly behind him. "Awww, don't leave, cutie pie. We have SO much catching up to do!"
At that moment, I reached the bar, and tried my best to take his HEAD off with the first punch! But, Jesus, he was fast! His reaction time was almost zero, and the second I was close enough for our arms to reach, he began to spin himself into a complete tantrum. The movements were psychotic, unexplainable...it baffled the eyes to see him even remain standing. But between my instincts and my reflexes, I wasn't about to go down as easily as the others. Our hands clashed with a fury, my speed matching his, my strength matching his. And the stronger he got, the stronger I got. The faster I got, the faster he got. The two energies were hungrily feeding off of each other in unison, increasing to levels that neither one of us could contain! It felt as though I were losing control of my arms and legs. As though they were striking out all on their own, the muscles reacting more from my emotions than my training. I began to use strikes that I had never used before. And soon, my movements were just as psychotic as his!
Our battle moved us away from the bar, and the people running from the club had to dodge us as we swept from one side of the floor to another. Rage caught my defenses lacking for a split second, and scratched a deep gash across my chest, his nails cutting deep into the meat and drawing blood. If I hadn't pulled back when I did, he might have cut straight through to the bone. It angered me to no end, and the storm inside of me began to flood my senses as I fought harder to push him back. He scratched the side of my neck, and I caught a hold of his wrist, throwing him on top of a table, but he twisted in mid air to land on his feet. I charged forward and tackled him from the ground, putting him on his back on the floor. I got in a few good shots before he rolled me over to do the same. His strength was insane for a boy his size, but I didn't intend to let that get to me. We rolled back and forth, tearing as deeply into one another as possible, until we both hopped back up onto our feet and clashed again.
At this point, Rain, Gyro, Jenna, and the others had found an opening, and hurried towards the entrance, where Dion and Dylan were waiting for them. Trevor had Michael slung over his shoulder, and was still coughing from being choked so hard. However, when Rage saw them trying to leave, he suddenly opened his mouth, and a black cloud of smoke erupted from his throat, temporarily blinding me and causing me to cough and wheeze from the shock. Rage was on them in a second, and when I was able to find a way out of the smoke I saw him viciously attacking my friends! Trevor and Michael were both kicked to the floor, Max was thrown over the side of the bar, and a single punch knocked Gyro backwards, almost breaking his nose! Dion and Jenna were the only real trained 'fighters' out of the group we had with us, but as they both went into attack mode, Rage only began toying with them like he had done with so many others before. Dion swept at his legs, Jenna struck out at his center, and he dodged every move. He kept himelf between them the whole time, slipping in and out of the circle so as to make them pull punches, just to keep from hitting each other. And he was drawing more strength from the both of them. Soon getting what he needed, his strikes got more brutal, and I saw him grab Dion's arm, twisting it until it dislocated his shoulder!
"NO!!!" Dylan screamed, running towards them, but Dion fought to step between Dylan and Rage, still fighting to protect him.
Jenna received an elbow to her stomach, and Rage grabbed her by the hair, swinging her around to slam her into a wall. All of them combined were no match for him, but they kept fighting reardless. And once I felt the smoke clear and regained my senses...I saw him make the biggest mistake of his fucking LIFE!
Rage raced right towards Taryn, grabbing him by the shoulders and smashing him through a table! He jumped on top of his chest, his fangs dripping saliva as he gnashed his teeth angrily from above. The hatred in Rage's eyes could fill the whole room a hundred times over, and he was so disgusted that you could actually see him trembling with anger! It was then that he said, "I have been searching for you! You have....NO....fucking idea how long I've waited for the moment...to look you in the eyes again! Those big, bright, innocent eyes!" I saw the look on Taryn's face, and it was like nothing I had ever seen before. It was more than fear, more than anguish. There was a moment of....recognition. And it looked as if it swallowed his spirit whole. "I am going to ENJOY murdering you slow! I want you to feel every agonizing moment of it! At long last....you're gonna pay for leaving me behind, you fucking FAGGOT!!!" And he spit in Taryn's face, right before taking a huge bite out of his throat! Blood splashed up onto his face and Taryn shrieked in agony!
There are no words, in any language, that have been invented to describe the feeling. Having the rage of a demon and the power of a god at the same time is a level of madness that I wouldn't wish on anyone. It consumes you completely, and there is no sane mind with the ability to conceive it. But as the storm rolled in, and I stopped holding it back...there was no more time for doubt. Or mercy. He wanted to experience rage? He had no IDEA what rage was! It was time that I showed him.
I was lifted from the ground to hover in mid air, and I suddenly exploded into a shower of crimson light! It came out of every pore, my eyes, my mouth, and Rage looked back to see the powerful being before him. I felt a scream coming from deep within me...and it shook the entire building. Maybe even the entire CITY from the feeling of it! Debris began to fall from the ceiling, furniture turned over, glass shattered...and the demon in me was unleashed!
The speed that I used to reach Rage must have broken Chad's BEST record, as I became a blur and grabbed Rage by the throat, throwing him across the entire club! He landed underneath the balcony, and with a thought, I caused the supports to shatter to splinters and give way, bringing the entire upper level down on top of him! The whole club collapsed, burying Rage under tons of wood, concrete, and electonics! It took nothing to accomplish this. It was easy. Effortless. This level of destruction was as simple as blowing the dust off of a table. But I wasn't finished yet. I used that same energy to increase the weight of the debris. I used pressure to compact it from all sides, crushing him inside as I curled it all up into a ball. I made it slow. I made it PAINFUL! And I could hear Rage inside of it, growling as he fought to break free.
"Justin! Justin come on, let's go!" Dion called out to me. The others were wounded badly, but I wanted to finish this. Once and for all.
"Justin, PLEASE! STOP!" Taryn cried, and he limped his way over to me. I used my hand to push him back behind me, and keep him from getting in the way, but Taryn clutched onto my arm, and forced his way in front of me again. "STOP IT!!! DON'T!!!" He looked back at the rubble as it got smaller and smaller, sucking itself inward like a collapsing star. He had to be hurt. He had to be PUNISHED! It's the only thing people UNDERSTAND anymore! They have no clue what being heartless is all about! All my LIFE I've been allowing these bullies to walk all over me and all over the world! All my LIFE I've been 'dealing with' the consequences of their actions! No more! NO MORE!!! I increased the pressure, and crushed Rage inside a little bit faster! "You've got to stop! Justin? Justin look at me!" He sobbed. "LOOK AT ME!!!" It was his beauty that caused me to lower my guard. It was his love that helped me to see clearly for the moment. And he told me, with tears in his eyes, "You can't do this...." I gave him a look of confusion. And he told me the truth. "It's Alec, Justin.....it's my brother!" The horror of the situation came to light, and I saw the infinite sadness in Taryn's eyes as he saw his baby brother being crushed and compacted in the prison of stone. "Please? I can't...I can't let you..." He sniffled. "Please...we have to go! Ok? We have to....we have to just....go.....please..." He begged me. Not knowing how to even approach this emotionally. Then again, neither did I. But the heartbreaking look in his eyes, the tears running so freely...I couldn't go through with it. I just...couldn't.
My eyes dimmed, and my muscles relaxed as memories of what I had done at the warehouse, what I had done to Natpea, came to mind. And I couldn't do that to his brother. Not with him begging me to stop. I released my hold on the debris, and the club fell silent as the others in our group attempted to regain their balance. Taryn hugged me close, the pain in his neck still bleeding, and he lightly pushed me back. Forcing me to walk away from the wreckage before me.
Gyro's nose was bleeding profusely, Dion's arm was still sore from almost having his shoulder broken. All of us had taken our fair share of punishment, including me with my chest scratched up so deeply. I'm sure that, even with Bryson's healing capabilities, it would take a few sleep cycles to heal fully. We stuck together through it all though, and headed towards the exit.
Then...I heard a rumbling behind us. And an saw movement in the aftermath of the destruction. A bloody hand reached out from the inside, and I saw Alec emerge from the pile. He still had his legs pinned, but he I watched as his young face became visible again. I could feel the darkness in him, reaching out to me. I could feel his pain, his anger, further intertwining with my own...and his vortex began to spin, nearly pulling me in. "More...." He said, a smirk appearing on his face.
"Go." I told the others. "Go on."
"Justy....?" Taryn seemed so worried, looking at his brother in the wreckage.
Rage began to laugh, "You're not getting away that easy, China Doll! No matter where you go...I'll FIND you! I'll hunt you down and I'll make you SUFFER for what you did! Hehehe...it's gonna hurt! It's gonna hurt like HELL! AND I'M GONNA ENJOY EVERY FUCKING MINUTE OF IT!!!!"
I felt a low level blast of energy leap forward from my thoughts, hurting him just enough to shut his mouth! But he only felt the pain for a moment. And his smile widened. "More...." He said. I shot him with a stronger blast this time. "MORE!!!"
"Taryn, go with the others. I'm coming."
"Come on, tough guy! Feed me more!" He said. His darkness tangled itself up in my senses, and I felt the pull. The abyss began to pull on my shadows. My angriest thoughts, my most hurtful memories, my most desperate feelings...he was absorbing them. And pieces of 'me' were being absorbed with them. It was like he was developing my extras by capturing my experiences...giving rebirth to them in their most potent form, making them his own. I had to pull back from him, seeing my shadow on the ground actually stretching out as it was being sucked into a vacuum instead. The more anger I possessed, the easier it was for him to take hold of it.
"Stop it!" I shouted! And another blast of energy shot forward, this time nearly burning the skin off of him.
But he healed instantly, and his smile only got bigger. "MORE!!! YES! Give me MORE!!!" I had to leave. I couldn't keep feeding him like this! I backed away from him, and moved to leave the building. But not before he called out to me one last time. "This isn't over between you and me! I'll be seeing you again REAL soon! COUNT on it!!!"
I didn't answer him. I just walked away. How do you kill your lover's brother? How do you fight something that only gets stronger the more you struggle to survive? Whatever the answer...it's beyond me at this point. It might be beyond all of us.
There was no hiding our injuries as we got back onto the train that night. No one would even sit on the same train car as us. We were just thankful that there weren't any cops on the train to question us about what happened. I wanted to sit next to Taryn, and hopefully bring him some comfort. But instead....he sat next to Rain this time. He cried on her shoulder, and she held him close, taking as much of his pain as she could. He barely looked at me the entire way home. I had never seen him so torn up inside. I had never see his tears come from so deep in his soul before. It was the ultimate in self punishment, and I doubted that he would ever be the same.
As I looked around at our group, battered and bruised, I felt a cold chill run through me. And I sat alone, lost in my thoughts...anticipating the hard times ahead. There won't be any more delays. There can be no more secrets. Rage has come to bring darkness to everything that I love. Everything that I live for. And he's not going to stop until one of us or both of us are destroyed. Of that, I can be sure. Everything that I've experienced in this existence of endless night so far is being put to the test. And I don't know if it will be enough. In fact...I'm almost positive that it won't be enough. I only hope, if there is a 'destiny' in all this, that it brings me some answers soon. Because I'm too scared to search for them on my own right now.
The storm is coming...and I have to prepare for it. I only hope that I'll be able to save what matters most...in the end.
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