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Oct 31, 2013 06:57AM
He was and getting drunker by the minute.
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Nick peeked info the window and frowned deeply
She was on the floor and saw him. She tried to avoid Carl noticing her shock.
He looked at her for a second before ducking down so Carl wouldn't see it
Carl stumbled over and kicked her hard in the stomach.
Nick crept around to the door... And slowly opened the door
Carl kept kicking and not even Stacey noticed. She was begging, "Carl, please. I can't even move." He poured beer on her face snarling and slurring, "That's the point."
Nick walked into the house and shut the door softly. He walked towards them. He shoved Carl off of Stacey
Carl stumbled to his feet and Stacey just stared at Nick.
Nick put his hand out to her," Come on." He said keeping an eye on Carl
Just as she reached for it, Carl swung a punch at him.
Nick moved away just a little narrowly missing Carl's hand
He grabbed Carl's wrist as his hand swung at him again," I leave with her." Nick said
Carl pressed a foot on her chest and she could barely breathe, "You can leave with her dead body."
Nick growled and shoved Carl to the floor and stood in between him and Stacey," I'm not willing to let that happen. You've beaten her enough."
He drank, "So now I can rag on you." Stacey begged, "Please, don't!"
Nick glared at him," If you want." He said harshly. "Stacey can you walk?" He asked gently but didn't look back at her afraid Carl would catch him off guard
She shook her head and said, "N-Nick, go. please, I don't want you hurt." Carl punched at him.
Nick moved a little to miss Carl's wild swing but didn't move fast enough and ended up getting hit in the shoulder," I'm not leaving her without you." He said
"Nick, I'm used to this, your not. Go." Carl aimed a kick at his stomach.
"But you shouldn't have to be." He said catching Carl's foot in his hands twisting it away from him with speed and enough force to hurt this time
Carl growled angerily and drew a knife, "Big mistake." She was freaking out, "Carl please! Carl, no. Please no. Don't hurt him."
Nick's eyes went from Carl's face to the knife in his hand. He didn't back down from him though. He really hoped her would get himself and Stacey out of here in one piece
CArl warned, "I'm great with a knife." Stacey said, "Carl, stop! I'll do whatever you want just leave him alone, please!"
Nick shrugged a little," Great accomplishment. I'd rather use an arrow." He said watching him carefully. He didn't go through all that training from his father for nothing.
"Funny though how I have a knife and you don't have an arrow." He stepped closer. Stacey was sobbing, "Nick. Go...go, please. I don't want him to hurt you."
"That's true for now." Nick muttered watching Carl's movements. He wanted to go and comfort Stacey but he would end up losing a limb
In the blink of an eye Carl threw the knife with perfect aim into his leg. It was deadly but he wouldn't be walking on it for a while. Stacey screamed.
Nick yelped as the knife hit his leg. He threw up a huge wall of water in front of Carl before he fell to the ground
Carl growled, "Why don't you watch me favorite part of the night?" Stacey begged, her hands like a prayer, "Please, please, not in front of him."
Nick groaned as he pulled the knife out if his leg and threw it into Carl's stomach with great aim," How about not?" He said through the pain in his body
Carl growled, "You have a death wish don't you?" Stacey was hating this more than anything else in her life.
"Me? No I don't but you should." He answered. "You know I just hit a few major organs with that knife." He said watching his every movement so he would be ready to decent himself
He pulled it out bloodlessly, smirking, "I'm on the battlefeild, remember? Bullet it proof vest under this because that brat has tried the same thing a few times."
Nick's jaw tightened, but he didn't say anything. He was half wondering what Carl's power was to see if his would counter it
It was flat out darkness. A shadow enveloped Nick, dragging him away from Stacey and stacey towards Carl.
Nick cursed as the shadow engulfed him. How was he supposed to fight that?
Carl pinned Nick to a wall and used a sobbing, in pain Stacey. She couldn't look at Nick the whole time. Not during this. Not when she was so helpless yet so disgusting. Carl left her on the floor and went to grab more beer as she shook and bled.
Nick clenched his jaw and struggled against whatever was pinning him to the wall. He wanted to hurt Carl for doing that to his sister
Carl passed out drunk hours later and Stacey just curled up to sleep. As he fell asleep, his magic was released.
Nick tumbled to the floor next to Stacey
She feebily reached out for him, "You should have left.
He squeezed her fingers," I still wouldn't have left you here with him."
"I would have rathered that than you actually watching that..." they both knew what that was. Someday she'd find the strength to leave. Someday when the war was over.
"I didn't exactly watch." He muttered. He gently pulled her to him. One day he would get her away from here
"Still, you were here during it. I wish you hadn't had to be." She nuzzled into him.
"I know honey but I couldn't leave you with him." He said softly holding her close to him
She closed her eyes and said, "I hate saying this, but please let go. It hurts."
