"Oh, please. You simple-minded bacteria are worthless to me. I wouldn't waste a single volt on you," Kaon drawled, glancing over at Dylan before stretching. "Ah, it feels good to be out of Kaz's mind, though. You have no idea how boring telling him to just off himself gets."
“Kaon,” Vaughn spat. He knew exactly who that little bastard was. “Dylan, go get Avery,” he said slowly, getting up from the couch. “Kaon, what did you do with Kaz?”
"Aww, he remembers me!" Kaon laughed, a hand to his chest theatrically as he walked over to Vaughn. "The power surge knocked Kaz out, so I'm here to replace him until he gets his mess together. So don't worry your pretty little head, baby," he said, emphasizing the nickname as he ran a hand gently along Vaughn's cheek
Dylan ran up the stairs and burst into Avery's room. She was awake, laying on the bed still, petting the fox.
"We need to leave. Kaz has gone crazy."
"I'm not crazy, god damn it! He's a half demon, you imbecile!" Kaon called irritatedly from the first floor. He could see their electrical signatures clearly, and the way they were fluctuating in fear was beginning to irritate him even though he usually enjoyed scaring people
Vaughn’s jaw clenched tightly at Kaon’s words, and he batted his hand away from his cheek. “No touching. You’re lucky you’re a part of Kaz. If not, I swear to god I would kick your ass,” he threatened in a dark tone.
Surprised at his abrupt entrance, Avery blinked at Dylan a couple of times, her hand hovering in midair. She shook her head and rested her hand on the fox again.
"Kaz what now?" she asked, her voice somewhat sore. "He…went crazy? How so?"
"No you wouldn't," Kaon said smugly. "If I were a separate person, something tells me you might like me a little better. After all, I can give you far more than a few sappy kisses and a heartfelt guitar solo," he drawled, leaning dangerously close to Vaughn's face. "And something tells me you didn't know when we were together and I was half in control."
A strange feeling formed in Vaughn’s chest. What was it? Disgust, most likely. He age a pained noise, putting some distance in between him and Kaon. “Shut up, just shut the hell up. And oh, I would definitely waste no time in ripping your little throat open,” he hissed. Just distract him until Avery and Dylan can get to safety, and until Kaz gets back in control, he told himself, breaths shuddering.
"You know, he gets all the good ideas from me. I tell him what he doesn't want to hear, and then to spite me he goes and does all the sappy shit I know you'll love. And you know why? Because I'm attached to this bumbling fool, and he would have drank himself to death if I hadn't gotten him together with you," Kaon snapped. "Just because he treats me like a parasite doesn't mean I am one."
“You getting him together with me?” Vaughn said with absolute disbelief and a harsh laugh. “You are so full of it! I know that you tell him terrible things, so yes, I believe you are something like a parasite.”
"Oh my god!" Kaon growled exasperatedly. "I may act like a bitter tick that whispers in Kaz's ear, but the imbecile has no idea what he's doing! I help him as much as I hurt him. He would have slit his wrists eons ago if I hadn't told him he was a worthless piece of shit who was too pathetic to do it. Reverse psychology, you moron."
Dylan gestured downstairs, where they could hear Kaon's voice.
"That's how. He's a half demon, and that side just came out. We need to leave. Can you walk?"
Avery's eyebrows shot up as she heard Kaon and Vaughn arguing.
"I– I think so," she said, gently swinging her legs off the bed. She set her feet on the floor and tried to stand, but she wobbled a little. With a small grimace of embarrassment, she whispered, "I might need a little help."
“He is not worthless or pathetic! Yes, he hasn’t hurt himself in a while, as far as I know, but your words are still doing enough damage,” Vaughn spat in anger. His hands unknowingly clenched into fists as he grew frustrated and furious.
Dylan went to pick her up, hefting her in his arms. It would be a little slow going, but faster than waiting.
Together with the fox, they proceded out of the room and turned right down the hall, away from the stairs.
"Not that I don't enjoy being carried – don't get me wrong, I totally do – but I was thinking more that you could help me walk," Avery stated, giving Dylan a small smile. "I'm going to have to do it sometime, and sooner is always better than later, right?"
Oh, is that so? Then why are you putting off telling him who Bryce is and what he did to you?
Now is not the time for that. We have more pressing matters at hand.
Of course. But as soon as you have some downtime, you could totally tell him, you know.
I'll think about it, okay?
Mm-hm. You do that.
He didn't look down at Avery, but he did crack a smile that almost turned into a laugh. He worked hard to supress it.
"Not quite true," He said, "Tell me, would you rather die 10 mins from now or 10 years from now?"
(Honestly, I hate Notebook sometimes…)
Avery laughed softly, wincing when it hurt her side.
"Yeah, I suppose you're right," she admitted, her voice quiet from the pain.
(Why?)
(I can be so slow.
EDIT: It not I. Gosh… facepalms)
Kaon opened his mouth to respond, but the electrical signatures of Dylan and Avery trying to avoid the stairs caught his attention. "Little worms," he hissed, and with a flick of his wrist all the doors in the house closed and locked. "No one leaves without my say so," he spat
"Damnit!" Dylan yelled, nearly breaking his nose on the door in front of him. He looked down at Avery and sighed, "Umm… We might have to fight our way out."
Avery groaned.
"All right, I suppose I could try. I can't fully shift right now, but I can still do this…" She lifted a hand, and silver cat-like claws replaced her fingernails.
“Kaon, just let them go. I’ll stay, we can work something out,” Vaughn insisted, an anxious feeling in his mind as he mentally pleaded for Kaz to come back again.
"No! I'm in control for once, do you know how long I've waited for this? This is the longest I've been out since Kaz was 12," Kaon hissed, hands curling into fists as he spoke. Though something seemed to be wrong. A drop of something inky and black began to slide slowly from the corner of one of Kaon's eyes, though he didn't seem to notice
Vaughn’s eyes flicked to the liquid that came from Kaon’s eyes. He decided to keep talking, and he raised his hands slowly in surrender. “Okay, okay. Just sit down and we can talk, Kaon, alright?” He asked, tone cautious.
"No! I'm not as stupid as that idiot! You're going to try and talk me down, power of love like some god damn kid's show. No, I run this now!" Kaon shouted, more of the inky substance beginning to drip from his eyes and a small bit from his nose
Vaughn’s eyes widened in the slightest bit as he noticed even more fo the liquid drip. What could that be? And why didn’t Kaon notice? “Just listen to me for one second, Kaon,” he pressed, even going as far as to grab onto the others forearm.
"You little-" There was a jolt of violet electricity, arcing across Kaon's arm before suddenly sputtering to a stop. He made a small noise of pain, grimacing as he stared at Vaughn. "God damn it, Kaz!" he hissed as he looked off to the side, not appearing to be speaking to anyone in particular