~Lucas~
Everyone hated me. I knew they did. It's all my fault they started to fight. All mecause I made them sing a stupid little song. They didn't sound bad either, it was was as if I took control of their voices and made sure they were just right... But that didn't matter now. I doubt they want me in the group anymore...
I stood up abruptly, and everyone looked at me, some of them still looking slightly pissed.
"I-I'm g-g-going h-home..." I was trying and failing to hold back tears.
Sebby stood up and tried to grab my hand. I smacked it away a bit too quickly, and he looked hurt. "N-no... I don't... D-deserve to be around you! Salem was right... I can't be around anyone anymore!" I backed away from them and ran.
My feet were pounding on the sidewalk as I ran, and my head was aching even more. The colors... Everything seemed brighter for some reason. It didn't feel right. My head was throbbing now, that had been too much, too much. And all at once, I tripped and fell forward, everything becoming a blur. And I smashed headlong into a mailbox. I didn't even pay attention to the fact the my right eye seemed to slowly be losing it's sight. Or the small puddle of blood forming. But the worst thing by far.
I landed in front of a suspicious black van.
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Who will be the next to get picked off? Hmmm... What a mystery. Poor Luke. This seems to be the first effect of EXTREME overuse of powers. So obviously if Dante had overused his powers it would become similar to this. Also for Luke's eye, he literally overused his power that much that he blinded himself in one eye.
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