01-15-2023, 07:33 PM
So many faces. Nox. Placaso. Zacarías. Axel. Andres. They all flowed into one person. A long line of blood and hate that blurred into this moment. It ended with the ghost of himself. The worst one of them all. The who and what were gone. It was just faces. And his fist was on fire.
”Why fucking what?” Nox spat. Defense was barely there. And Jay had the upper hand.
”I thought we were fucking friends,” he spat on a snarl. Everything tight. The winding up coming from somewhere deeper than biceps and back.
But Nox’s answer didn’t make sense. ”Which is it? Fucking as in emphasis or just the fucking you wanted from me?”
He blinked. Didn’t realize he’d even said it that way until it was pointed out like that. So that’s what this was about? That's fine. Just fine.
The moment gave Nox what he needed. A pulse of Power. Too slow to conjure a defense. He gasped in surprise. The floor knocked the wind from him. The realization that the Power was in play was slow to sink. But when it did. It changed the game.
He rolled to one knee and threw a dense wad of it. Knotted tighter than rock. It hit the man square in the chest. Crushed him into the concrete wall. Cracks flared a sunburst around the impact.
Then he rushed again. “You’re right. I’ll fuck anything. That’s all I wanted,” he yelled and closed.
”Why fucking what?” Nox spat. Defense was barely there. And Jay had the upper hand.
”I thought we were fucking friends,” he spat on a snarl. Everything tight. The winding up coming from somewhere deeper than biceps and back.
But Nox’s answer didn’t make sense. ”Which is it? Fucking as in emphasis or just the fucking you wanted from me?”
He blinked. Didn’t realize he’d even said it that way until it was pointed out like that. So that’s what this was about? That's fine. Just fine.
The moment gave Nox what he needed. A pulse of Power. Too slow to conjure a defense. He gasped in surprise. The floor knocked the wind from him. The realization that the Power was in play was slow to sink. But when it did. It changed the game.
He rolled to one knee and threw a dense wad of it. Knotted tighter than rock. It hit the man square in the chest. Crushed him into the concrete wall. Cracks flared a sunburst around the impact.
Then he rushed again. “You’re right. I’ll fuck anything. That’s all I wanted,” he yelled and closed.
Only darkness shows you the light.