He shoots and my body reacts instantly, dipping forward and dodging the bullet. I step towards him, closing the distance between us and send an upper-cutting right to his jaw. It’s my silver fist that hits him and he drops to the ground, teeth clanking together. At the same time, my right-hand reaches out and twists the gun out of his grip. I straighten up and fire one shot at the man who’s about to knife Jensen in the back. He drops to the floor, dead.
Okay, maybe killing a guy isn’t such a good idea.
I face the last man who stands in front of Jensen. He’s armed and ready to strike Jensen down until he sees me with the gun aimed at his head. He takes one quick look at the fallen men around me and drops his weapon before running. Smart man. I just took out five men like I was taking a stroll through a park.
Jensen has his back to me and …show more content…
“You’re scared.”
“Of course, I’m scared and I hate it,” I confess. “I don’t understand this thing. What I’ve become. I can do the impossible like no demons I’ve seen done before, not in one person. Sure, I’ve seen people predict the future, fight off a sedative and be super strong and fast, but not in one person. Not like this. I’ve badly slept for the past week and I’m perfectly fine.”
Jensen takes a step towards me, placing his hands on my shoulders, concerned. “It’s going to take some time to adjust. You just have to practice controlling it.”
“That’s the thing. I have perfect control,” I argue. “In the fight, with the bomb, I’ve only had one thought the entire time. Survive and I followed that thought.”
“But did you really have to kill that man?” he objects, “If you’re so in control.”
I give up. He clearly doesn’t see the significance of this matter. Enraged, I spin on my heels, heading to the door and shoving my way past him. I’m getting out of this place. I’m done with the rebels and their stupid ideas of right and wrong.
Being a demon is wrong, but attacking and trying to kill your own people is
Okay, maybe killing a guy isn’t such a good idea.
I face the last man who stands in front of Jensen. He’s armed and ready to strike Jensen down until he sees me with the gun aimed at his head. He takes one quick look at the fallen men around me and drops his weapon before running. Smart man. I just took out five men like I was taking a stroll through a park.
Jensen has his back to me and …show more content…
“You’re scared.”
“Of course, I’m scared and I hate it,” I confess. “I don’t understand this thing. What I’ve become. I can do the impossible like no demons I’ve seen done before, not in one person. Sure, I’ve seen people predict the future, fight off a sedative and be super strong and fast, but not in one person. Not like this. I’ve badly slept for the past week and I’m perfectly fine.”
Jensen takes a step towards me, placing his hands on my shoulders, concerned. “It’s going to take some time to adjust. You just have to practice controlling it.”
“That’s the thing. I have perfect control,” I argue. “In the fight, with the bomb, I’ve only had one thought the entire time. Survive and I followed that thought.”
“But did you really have to kill that man?” he objects, “If you’re so in control.”
I give up. He clearly doesn’t see the significance of this matter. Enraged, I spin on my heels, heading to the door and shoving my way past him. I’m getting out of this place. I’m done with the rebels and their stupid ideas of right and wrong.
Being a demon is wrong, but attacking and trying to kill your own people is