Kaz whipped around, a murderous glint in his eyes as he knocked the guard down. He cracked a smile. "Kaz isn't home right now. But I'd be happy to snap your pretty little neck for him," he growled. The scientists backed away in fear, and the guards looked like they were still trying to decide what to do
Aliana looked at the boy who seemed to have snapped. She started giggiling, clapping, and jumping up and down, "Blood and death!" Blood and death!"
Vaughn’s brown raised at that. Kaz had more than once personality? “I’d like to see you try,” he threatened, eyes narrowing sharply. He didn’t seem to show any lack of confidence in himself. Hell, the whispers were cheering him on at that point.
Kaz, or what he had become, took a step closer to him. "You see," he began, looking down at his knuckles, which were streaked with blood from the guard's broken nose, "You've hurt my little Kaz. And last time I checked, only I'm allowed to hurt him," he spat before swinging at Vaughn
Vaughn had allowed the backpack to drop next to him. He jerked back at the sudden swing, growling as he grabbed the sides of Kaz’s head. He slammed his shoe into Kaz’s check before jerking his head down, his knee smashing against the others nose harshly.
Kaz slumped for a moment, falling to his knees. Blood dribbled from his nose, and when he looked up he was grinning. He began to laugh, moving away enough to get to his feet. "Oh, this is lovely. I wanted you to bash Kaz in earlier, but now that I'm in control it's even more fun," he giggled before sweeping one of Vaughn's legs out from under him. He moved above him as Vaughn fell, raising a fist. He seemed to falter for a moment, though, as if this version of Kaz was being held back by the real one
Vaughn took the moment that Kaz paused to grabbed his legs and roughly jerk him to the ground. Once Kaz had fallen, Vaughn was immediately on top of him, pinning him down as his hands gripped Kaz’s throat in a strangling grip.
Kaz gasped, hands flying up to grip Vaughn's arms. He choked, the smile and glint in his eyes leaving as suddenly as they came. "Wh-What's going on?!" he choked out, confusion and fear tying knots in his chest as he looked up at Vaughn. He seemed to not know what was happening, and the guards behind them began shouting something to one of the scientists
The whispers urged Vaughn to keep going, to keep choking the life out of the boy underneath him. And he might have, if he wasn’t dragged to his feet by a guard. He felt a fist slam into the side of his face roughly, and he fell back to the ground from the impact. But he didn’t cry out like one might have. He didn’t even whimper or make a single noise as pain blossomed along his cheekbone and eyesocket.
Kaz gasped, and the glint seemed to come back to his eyes. He didn't make it far before he was grabbed by the shoulders and a needle was jammed into his neck. He screamed and cursed before falling limp, his eyes still open as he was dropped to the ground. In the state he was in, he almost looked dead. "Cuff him to the other one before the paralysis wears off," one of the scientists said, and the guards strapped a pair of cuffs to Kaz's limp wrists before another guard strapped cuffs to Vaughn's. They dragged Vaughn over to Kaz, a retractable cable tying to the other pair of cuffs before Kaz's body was picked up and thrown into the van. The cable obviously didn't stretch very far, as it tugged Vaugh along with it
(hhh brb in like half an hour)
(Oh no, they are cuffed together, that won’t turn out well lmaooo)
Oh you have got to be kidding me, was all Vaughn could think as he sat in the van, looking down at the cuffs. He was seriously cuffed to Kaz? He didn’t know if that was completely necessary. He instead concentrated on the pain that throbbed in the side of his face. A bruise had already begun to form along his cheekbone, reaching up under his eye.
(yeah no this won't end well lmao)
Kaz's hand began to twitch, the paralysis beginning to slowly wear off. His face was covered in blood, the gash from when he had fallen off the bed reopening and dripping blood onto the side of his face. The spot right below one of his eyes was bruised faintly, making his face look far bonier than it should be
Aliana was pushed into the van. She was smiling and humming as she was cuffed so she couldn't do any damage. She swayed back and forth to her humming.
Vaughn’s eyes narrowed warily at the others before turning his attention back to Kaz. “You okay?” He questioned when he noticed him move.
Kaz managed to blink a few times, his mouth opening and closing as he tried to work the feeling back into his jaw. "N-Not…Not really," he finally managed, his head still too sluggish to move properly
“What the hell happened back there?” Vaughn muttered, glancing Kaz’s bleeding face over. His eyes then went down to his neck, where he noticed very faint bruises from his fingers. Good, Finley. Proud of you, the whispers soothed.
//meanwhile Venezia is like “ah yes, just hanging out with some guys tryna beat each other up, just another day in my life”
(well you can have her interact with Aliana since you guys are cuffed together lol)
"Secondary personality," Kaz ground out, wincing as the numbness in his body gave way to pain. He deserved it, he supposed. He wasn't quite sure what had happened but he had snapped back to reality with Vaughn's hands around his throat. He was going to kill us, we were so close, his mind spat angrily
“Obviously.. You went psycho. Didn’t want to have to hit you or anything, but you needed to be restrained,” Vaughn said slowly. He leaned back against the inside of the van, rubbing at one of his cuffed wrists.
//lmao I’ll do that
“Look, you’re basically hanging on my arm again,” a Venezia said, staring st the cuff. “At least it’s less painful.”
Aliana smirked at her, "Well your the one that can't seem to let go."
"Suure you didn't wanna hit me," Kaz spat, clenching and unclenching his hands as the numbness gave way to the sting of split knuckles. "Everyone wants to hit me, it just depends when they get to," he drawled, turning his head in a circle as he tested the amount of feeling he had in his neck
“Not you. Yeah, you’re other personality was a stuck up bastard, and I gladly would have bashed his head open, but I don’t hate you that much,” Vaughn growled. He felt slightly offended that Kaz would think that, but the whispers snickered at him.
“Sure. Keep telling yourself that,” she muttered.