Victor's head pounded. He couldn't believe he had let those little brats get the better of him! Honestly, though, how was he expected to throttle a whole group of people when they don't know how to control their energy. They just let it pour through and it filled every pore in Victor's body. He snorted, that girl had tried to hit on him.
A strange buzzing noise sounded in his head. Kiss. Hug. Victor clutched his head and made a growling noise. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" He muttered to himself.
Then, suddenly, he looked at something right by him. There she was, her blonde hair shining in the sun; Melissa.
"Pathetic, Victor. Why did you let yourself be distracted by that hussy?"
"Quiet, you. I don't need to hear your opinion!"
Melissa disappeared.
The pain hit him again. "AAAAGGGGGGGH"
That's why. That girl who kissed him, she reminded him of Melissa. But the hair, it was different. Why? Why? Shit. No.
Victor muttered to himself.
"Can't leave. No, not right. Must stay. Bloody hell! Why can't they mask the smell?! Souls. Pouring out. Seeping into me. Must get away. No. Stay. Can't leave. Leon, Leon. He'll get here. I have to bite her tongue. Don't want her to kiss me. Disgusting. Hell. Not again. She left." Victor's head felt like it was starting to burst. Everyone looked so bright. They looked so damn pure.
Summoning what was left of his strength, used the knife he kept in a sheath at the small of his back to slice his arm again.
"AUGH. WHAT IS HE DOING?!" Demanded someone. "THAT IS SO DISGUSTING."
"GET BACK EVERYONE!" That was Spati. Victor giggled, Spati was smart. He knew what was happening.
"FIRE. EARTH. WIND. WOOD. PROTECT THY CHILD FROM THE DEMONS OF LIGHT AND HEALING! PHOENIX, COME FROM THE BOWLS OF THE EARTH, RISE UP AND SEE THY ENEMIES, COME TO ME OH MOTHER OF DARKNESS."
A screech sounded as a huge black fiery phoenix rose up from the darkness and spread it's long fiery wings. It's red eyes spotted the little band of rabble. It snatched Victor up gently in its arms and screeched again. Victor laughed madly.
"Attack them, mother of mine. lay their entrails bare for the vultures of the earth to rip and devour."
The pain came again. Victor clutched at his heart. Gasping. This was not good. He remembered the last time this had happened. He had to get away.
"Don't kill them, don't kill them, don't kill them!"
The bird gave him a look as if to tell him to make up his damn mind.
"You're supposed to kill them, fool!" There, his cousin.
"SHUT UP. SHUT THE BLOODY HELL UP!! YOU'RE DEAD, DAMMIT!" He hated his cousin. The bastard had died while Victor was still a teenager. He smiled viciously, remembering how he, himself had found his cousin Brody's body; all mangled and rotted.
"I don't. . .hell. I'm sure Leon wants to have the honor of killing these worms. So fly away mother of mine! Let these children live one day longer." Victor looked down at them in disgust. "Plus, I have to wash this nasty taste from my mouth." He stared pointedly at Rain and made a disdainful face.
The phoenix beat it's graceful wings and flew off into the sun.