Without thinking, she pulled her arm up and ran her hand along his cheek gently. Seraph looked into his eye, swaying slightly. A dark green color, like a forest in summer, a calming color that put her mind at ease. She neared his face, her mind a swirl. A light blush forming on her cheeks as she inched to his face, staring into the soothing green of his eye. Without a second thought she pressed her lips to his.
He was shocked, to say the least. He screamed internally, though this wasn't the first time something like this had happened. He fell into it, pressing his lips back against her's. His heart went nuts in his chest, slamming against his ribcage, tempting to break free.
He was in ecstasy.
Slowly she separated their lips and muttered "even better than i had hoped." she gave a mischievous and sly smile
His face exploded in redness. "Uhm…….."
she gave him another kiss and continued hugging him.
He felt weak from her touch like he could fall asleep with her in his arms. She was so warm…. But he didnt want to crush her so he forced himself not to completely lean into her.
her face was crimson HOW AM I DOING THIS!?!?!? "you seem tired, let's get you to bed." HOW HAVE I DONE THIS!?!?!?! WHAT NEW FOUND POWER DO I HAVE!?!?!?
"Hmm….?" He mumbled, his eyes glazed. "Sure…" He reluctantly let go of her.
Seraph guided the, now weak, Tom to his cot "do uh….. you want to sleep together?" what did i just say? AM I FECKING INSANE!?!?!?
"Mmmmmmm sure." He grabbed her by the waist and pulled her down onto the cot with him.
Seraph did fight and made herself comfortable on his chest holy fuck… i now have a boyfriend… HOLY FUCK I HAVE A BOYFRIEND!!!!! her face turned red.
Tom lazily passed out with her on his chest, his arms wrapped around her. He fell into a deep slumber, his straight jet black hair shifting backward showing his forehead.
Seraph followed him to dreamland, with his heartbeat like a white noise and her arms wrapped around him, she was out like a light. Her auburn hair draped over him like a blanket as she slept.
A hiss sounded around him, high pitched and eerie. Tom looked around him in this empty abyss, fear enclosing on him. He felt claws around his throat, digging into his skin gently.
A man sat on his knees, dark hair draped over his forehead. Blood dripped down his black and white attire, a light grey base with dark stripes running down its length jaggedly. A bloodied heavily serrated machete in his arms.
Tom's breath caught in his throat. He tried to flee but the claws clutched around his neck dug into his skin harder, causing a piercing pain.
The man lifted his head up and tilted it sideways, the blood on his face flowing in a new direction. His smile was demented and his ice-cold eyes froze Tom where he was.
He got up and circled Thomas, running his clawed gloves against the shaking boy's neck. "We meet again, Thomas…" He hissed in his ear.
"Sycore." Tom growled, hiding his fear.
"You missed me, didn't you? All the fun times we had." Sycore whispered, his voice scratchy.
"You killed my best friend!" Tom growled, tears falling down his cheeks.
Sycore looked at him, an icy stare. "Did I really? After all, the blood is on your hands, Thomas." The catlike man circled him again. "Take a look for yourself…"
He looked down at his palms, crimson dripped off them. He saw her body there, just like when it happened. "No! No! You're lying!" Tom wailed.
"Am I now?" Sycore hissed. "You always liked the smell of blood… you wanted back what you lost from when those damn dogs ripped you to shreds. I gave you everything back, your eyes and your face, but still…. you wanted more…"
"No!"
"They resent you." Sycore hissed. "You killed Hunter's lover… Murdered her in cold blood." He tilted Tom's head up. "You killed Ember Charson, Thomas Laymaier."
Tears erupted from his eye. You killed her. You killed her. You killed her. You killed her. You killed her. You killed her. You killed her.
"And soon… you'll have more blood on your hands." The catlike man stalked into the shadows of the abyss. "I will not stop till you are drowning in the blood of your loved ones."
Tom opened his eye like a crazed animal, shifting from under Seraph, trying to get up. He got up and ran to the table, grabbed a bottle of water and downed it. He held his head in his hands as he shook, cowering over the table.
Seraph woke up as tom had got out from under her, she took a quick look at her phone and 5 hours had passed. she jumped to her feet and rushed over to him "Tom… TOM!!! I'ts ok, you just had a nightmare…. it's all in your head." she hugged the him to try to comfort him.
"It's not…" He ran his hand over his neck. Blood trickled down into his shirt collar. Sycore actually cut me…
"you're bleeding… stay here, i'm going to get bandages" Seraph sprinted out the door, all the way down to the medical section, grabbed a few things and ran back. "you're ok… it's ok." she began to treat his wound but her hands were shaking.
Tom coughed a bit. "I'll be fine. Go back to sleep, Seri, I just need to be alone for a while." He put his hand palm up, he saw the blood again and closed it, making it disappear. "Please, just go back to sleep. It was just a silly nightmare."
her eyes were darting around hoping he was ok, she then nodded her head and walked to her cot please… please let him be ok…. please…. she closed her eyes and drifted to the cold void of sleep as she had been praying for Tom to be alright.
He sighed and looked at her. He grabbed another water bottle and walked out of the office. He headed out the doors into the fresh night air. He finally felt like he could breathe. He gulped in the fresh air and sat down on a bench. He looked up at the stars, calming his racing heart down.
"It's not in your head." A voice spoke.
Tom chucked his water bottle at the voice. "Go away you ass." He growled.
"Or is it?" The water bottle hit the ground with a thud and bounced off the cement.
Tom groaned. "Shut up."
He looked forward and his vision went blurry. The world turned dark and grey, blood dripped off the bench around him. A hooded figure stood a few yards away.
"This is how i see the world." The figure spoke, his voice distorted.
Red and grey we're all he saw. Tom closed his eyes and it disappeared.
"I will not give up on my promise. I will have revenge."
"Revenge for what damn it!" Tom got up and yelled. "I've done nothing to you!" Tom blinked again and the bloodied world appeared again.
"Of course you wouldn't understand." The distorted voice spoke. "Not just you, all of humanity, the ones who condemned me to this wretched fate."
"You were freed from being a Keeper damn it! You should be in hell!" Tom yelled.
The figure chuckled. "This is my hell…"
The world went normal again. Tom plopped on the bench and passed out.
Seraph watched him through the outdoor cameras his powers do THIS to him? as she saw him pass out she thought about carrying him back inside… she walked outside with a cart lined with blankets and hoisted his limp body inside and walked back inside.
Tom woke slumped against the wall near the stairs. His eye was bleary and his back hurt. He got up and looked around confused. I swear i fell asleep outside last night…
Seraph was sitting on the stairs "Tom… what's happening? what's making you act like this? please… just tell me."
He looked at her confused. He sighed. "I've been denying it for too long… I think… the spirit that possessed me nearly two years ago is back somehow and is messing with my brain. This isn't the best way to see me…" He choked on the words.
she nodded and asked "if I didn't bring you back inside I doubt you would come back in of your own accord…" she walked down the stairs and sat next to him putting her head on his shoulder.