Monique
Adrian had really done it this time. His destructive and powerful anger had set Alice on a trip of vengeance. Once you get Alice started, there is absolutely no stopping her. I watched her movements very carefully, how angry and sad they were, at the same time. She held Joshua's limp body in her arms, staring at his face the whole time. "He was absolutely perfect," she breathed, staring at him the entire time. I wanted so badly for her to be happy again, without the destruction of Adrian. I loved Adrian, and I loved Alice. I had even come to love Joshua. How could this go without someone being hurt? If I let Alice go after Adrian, I'd be hurt inside so badly, I'd never get over it. I'd be one big emotionless shell. A beautiful, emotionless shell.
Alice rose and shot a glare out the door. It was in that instant that I knew she was intending to kill Adrian. I ran to restrain her, but she was gone in that instant, shooting through the window. "Alice Adrienne! No!" I thought angrily. "Sorry, Mom. He killed Joshua." I was numb, because I knew there would be a fight. A fight that would pain Adrian inside, and I knew who was going to win.
And it wouldn't be Adrian who won.
Alice
I felt my strength slowly building with rage, my thoughts were sharper, clearer. Adrian Brown would die today, and I wouldn't snap his Immortality Charm to free his soul. I gently pulled Joshua's charm from my neck, kissing it gently. It easily snapped between my fingers, and I knew Josh was free. "Adrian, I'm coming for you. Don't run, it will make this so much easier for both of us," I thought, my confidence rising with my anger. I saw through Adrian's eyes, where he was going, and I realized in that instant that he couldn't see through mine. He could hear me thinking to him, but he couldn't see what I saw. He was running, just like I had told him not to. My temper flared, and I howled in anger and disgust. I didn't need to fly, I ran faster than that.
Adrian's scent crossed my path and I leapt into the air to see him running, fleeing through the trees. I flew to him, landing just in front of him, and cutting off his path. He skidded to a complete halt and I smiled. "There's no need to run, Adrian. No need at all. I warned you, and you failed to listen. So here comes your demise," I said in my most attractive voice. I took a step forward, and he stepped back. "I promise, this will hurt you more than it hurts me or Josh," I said, grinning with all of my teeth showing. Still, in my attractive and innocent voice, he knew the rage behind it. He turned to run, and I grabbed him by his arm and yanked him back. I felt it snap and heard the silent break, and he howled in agony.
The sound of his pain was so appealing to me, it was musical. I grinned again, this time a sideways and happy grin, and he stared into my eyes with such a begging, I almost felt bad. I lifted a foot and kicked full force into his chest that all of his ribs and his sternum broke. "Alice!" Mom shouted from behind me. "Go away!" I hissed, and I heard a tree fall behind me. She stood behind the tree, eyes wide in fear. I knocked over the tree in my anger and desperation to stop her from stopping me? Awesome!
Adrian's knees buckled and I let him hit the ground. It pleased me to see him on the ground, suffering, and begging for his life. I kicked him and he flew as if it was his own accord, into a tree. It easily gave way and he fell to the ground. Then it hit me.
How could I have broken bones since he was entirely undead? My strength is that great? It didn't matter anymore, he was dying.
I ran to him, closing the fifty foot gap in two strides. "Do you regret killing Joshua? Do you?" I screamed at him. He nodded, the idiot probably couldn't speak. "You're lying," I hissed, and he cringed, then moaned in the agony. Then I reached down as if to stroke his cheek, and clenched my hand around his throat.
I felt the life slip out of him in that instant, and Mom screamed.
Author's Note: Sorry it's so short this week, I can never seem to get them the right length, can I? I have either too much time on my hands or too little. Sorry, readers!
