Red
The dark power he possessed was getting stronger and stronger with every day, and when he was distracted, it was extremely hard to contain it. And recently he was distracted most of the time. Red knew he was about to explode, and it was going to happen sooner than later if he wasn’t careful. It burned in his veins and lingered at the tips of his fingers. It kept him awake at night, covered in a cold sweat and trembling to gain the control back. It should’ve become a constant for him after all these months in which he let his powers run free in his veins. He should’ve learned how to harness them, putting to practice all the lessons his teachers gave him back in the Underworld. He hadn’t. And now he was barely keeping it together.
Ever since he met the wraith girl two days ago, things
