Anger floods into me. I look up at Luther. He is laughing and saying something. Taunting me but I did not hear him. Everything around me fades into darkness. My vision turns red. I see nothing but Luther. It is just me and him. I jumped on him. I claw and bite. I am like a rabid dog. I don’t feel pain from the wounds he inflicts. I just keep clawing and biting over and over again.
Someone behind me keeps calling me. I try to ignore it but he keeps getting louder and louder. “JAXON! HE’S DEAD!!!" Tristan belows from behind me. I pause and look down. Luther is under me but there are no recognizable body parts anymore. He is just a mass of red. His head has gone somewhere away from his shoulders. I currently have his arm in my mouth still trying to shred it.
I blinked and dropped the arm.
