As I stared Marcus down, many different emotions went through my head at once. Obviously, the rage and anger from not only how he treated my mother, but my own mistreatment as well. I had never done a damned thing to him to warrent his ire, yet it's all I had received as far as I could remember. Were there even any good times, or was I just trying to convince myself?
My other emotions weren't as strong, but I was both sad at the state he had gotten to, and in a weird and twisted way, I was also a little grateful. Yeah, I would have rather have had a normal childhood, but because of how I grew up, and what I experienced, I was the man I am today because of all of it. I might not have had the will to survive, to do what needed to be done, but most importantly... I might not have ever met Cici. And that was a world I did not want to live in. A life without her in it is meaningless now.
"How does it feel, Marcus? Now you're the one, down here, in this dark basement, scared and in pain." I growled the words as I stared hatefully at him, my aura thick and my killing intent directly fully on him.
"You worthless little shit..." My dad muttered, and I actually started laughing at him, although the tone was anything but jovial.
"You have the nerve to say that to me? You are one of the biggest pieces of shit I've ever had the misfortune of knowing. My mom and me never did a damn thing to you... and yet you treated us like garbage..."
Marcus looked like he was afronted that I dared talk back to him, and he even voiced his thoughts on that.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU'RE TALKING TO, BOY?? YOU BETTER-" He said, but a solid punch to his gut not only shut his ass up, but had him vomiting on the floor.
I grabbed him roughly by what little hair was left on his head, and forced him to look at me.
"I didn't give you permission to speak." I said, glaring at him with even more killing intent, and I finally saw what I have hoped to see. There was fear in his eyes. "I'm not afraid of you anymore. You're just a sad and pathetic coward that uses your position to do whatever he wants. Mom told me about the shit you do, and the shit you ignore, and for what? Fucking money? You're an evil bastard, you know that?"
Marcus seemingly had more to say, but he was actually trembling now, and that actually made me grin. That action seemed to unnerve him. My perception caught his unbroken hand reaching behind him, and I had no doubt he was reaching for a weapon, probably a knife. I let him. I wanted him to know the futility of his actions. With not very impressive speed, I heard something behind unsheathed, and then he roared in my face as he brought his arm forward, and drove the knife towards my stomach.
"...what..." He muttered, looking down at rhe knife that was stopped dead against my skin, unable to pierce it.
"A for effort." I said, then brought my hand down, a blade now formed in my hand, and sliced his hand off at the wrist, which caused him to howl in pain.
I then kicked him in his left knee, shattering it completely, and pushed him backwards, causing him to fall to the cold basement floor, blood spurting out of his amputated limb and pooling beneath him.
"This feels way better than I had imagined." I said as I stalked towards his downed form that was screaming and crying on the ground.
It was weird to look at the bleeding and struggling form of the man I once called my father, and actually feel no negative feelings about it. The fact that he was no better than a monster at this point with a dark and blackened soul was a huge factor, I was sure. I almost felt compelled to end people like this... it was like an instinct, and I believe that's what helped me to cope with the so many of the deaths I had caused so far. I knelt down next to him, meeting his fearful gaze with my own cold stare.
"You used to not be that bad. A little inattentive, mean spirited yeah, but yeah cared. At least, I thought you did. And then, you changed. You began to drink far too much, you started yelling and mom and me. You called me worthless and a liability. You called mom stupid, a cunt, a dumb whore, everything you could to get under her skin. It's insulting that we have to breathe the same air as you. The only use you have is for your body to become fertilizer for the Earth, but even then... I feel like that would taint the dirt."
My dad stared at me in disbelief, like he couldn't understand what I was saying, so I had to clarify for him.
"Did you think that I was just going to leave and let you continue on? You have committed far too many sins for that. Your evil is one I've only seen in TV shows, Marcus. You won't exist after today." I told him calmly, and his eyes opened in horror.
"YOU THINK YOU CAN JUST GET AWAY WITH THAT?? YOU AND THAT BITCH WILL BE HUNTED AND-"
I cut him off by wrapping my hands around his throat.
"You keep disrespecting my mom. Are you that stupid?" I asked, his eyes bulging as I squeezed tightly, "I didn't expect you to beg or anything. You're a coward, but you're also egotistical, and can't admit when you're in the wrong, but still..." I shook my head at him.
"You won't get away with it..." My dad wheezed, although I was pleased to hear the uncertainty in his tone.
"Nothing will be left of you when I'm done, so I think I will." I said casually, and his face paled, and then...
"Ever since that woman convinced me to adopt you... you've been nothing but ungrateful... you've been nothing but trouble. Always, 'I'm in pain' this, or 'I need help' that. It's was sickening. Your medical treatments were far more than we could afford, but I couldn't just return you like an item from the fucking store. And then, you stole my Helen from me. She always talked about how she loved you more than anything else, and that she'd always be there for you. What about me?? What about my needs??" My dad said with crazed eyes, and I gotta admit, what he was saying was not what I expected to hear. Not at all. "She cared more about some dying brat than me! You fucked everything up, Elias. You're the reason I am the way I am."
Anger flashed through me upon hearing those words, and I wrapped my hands even tighter around his neck, and stood, taking him with me. I held him in the air, suspended by his neck.
"You..." I said, the words coming out as a growl, and I could see the glowing red of my eyes intensifying as I could also feel my power leaking out of me, and from the look in his eyes, it was visible to him as well, as he looked like he was staring at a demon. Right now, that was accurate, "You did all of this, acted like the biggest piece of shit on the planet, over jealousy?? Over fucking money?"
I threw him against the far wall, where he crashed into it, screaming as I heard several cracks and pops. I slowly walked towards him, my aura growing stronger as I could barely contain it.
"You are a blight to humanity. You're nothing more than a rabid fucking animal that is too insane to let live. The fact that you have the job you do is a fucking joke. No wonder so many people hate the police these days, because there are people like you with positions like yours occupying it."
I now stood in front of him, watching with disdain as he gagged on the blood that was now leaking around his lips and staining his teeth. I wanted to do unspeakable things to this man. He did all of that to my mother and me... for that? My mom loved me, and he went insane over some twisted jealousy? The cost I can understand, and even then... money was far less important than family. I was so fucking done with that man.
I stared him down, reflecting on my life, on what he did, and what he continued to do while I was, and then I turned around, and began to walk away.
"Elias... I will... fucking-" He said, and then began to scream as Abyssal Flames covered his entire body.
"No. You won't do anything ever again. Die alone, asshole." I said, and then proceeded up the stairs. I had two people that actually cared about me that were waiting for me, and I was done with all of this.
Despite everything, despite the pain he caused, despite my rage, and my uncaring stance towards what I had just done, I still felt the twin sets of tears falling from my eyes. They weren't for Marcus though, but rather, I supposed I was crying for myself.
"It's over." I muttered to myself, the screams fading to the background, as I could no longer feel Marcus's lifeforce polluting this world.
I shrouded myself in my power, becoming transparent to the world around me as I took to the skies, and flew towards my apartment. Alarm went off in my mind however, as now that I was actively paying attention to my bond with Cici... she was further away than my apartment. Where did she go?? Did she leave my mom there? I tried to feel even harder into the skill, but I hit a wall. The only thing I could tell was that she was not injured. That was a good sign at least. It was weird to think about it like this, but I really needed to fuck her even more to upgrade our bond. Purely for that reason alone, of course.
As I reached my apartment, I felt her to the East of where I currently was. My thoughts then stopped when I saw various flashing lights surrounding my apartment complex.
"What the hell??" I said, watching as the police had all of the roads to the apartment closed to the public, and various men and women in officers unicorns and detective outfits walked in and out of the complex. I hovered there for a second, but a bad feeling settled over my gut.
I flew over to the balcony I had with the sliding glass door that led into my living room. My mind froze when I saw Keith's dead body lying on the floor with various people examining him, and using various devices on his body as they conducted an investigation. I also saw police going in and out of my old room, and flying over to that window, I found a another dead body that had been... well, he got really fucked up. No arm, cuts and bruises everywhere, and a caved in head.
"What... the fuck...?" I muttered, my hands beginning to shake.
I wasn't exactly sure if I was upset about Keith's death or not... he hadn't been the same guy that was my best friend fot a while now, only getting worse and worse as time went on, and while he wasn't the greatest person when I showed back up... it wasn't to the point where he needed to die. The other dude I didn't know, so I didn't even give him anothet thought. I hung my head for several minutes, a final goodbye for who was once my friend, before launching myself back up into the air, and beelining towards where I felt Cici. Keith aside, the fact of the matter was that Cici and my mom weren't there, and this world really didn't have much left for me anyways. I didn't plan on returning to my apartment ever again after today, and well... I guess that decision was solidified now. Hell, even Rachel was gone, and I half expected her to still be there when I returned...
"Did she kill Keith?" I thought, but then immediately dismissed that thought. She wouldn't ever do something like that. I didn't know her as well I as thought I did, but I knew enough to know she wouldn't do that. "All that matters now is grabbing Cici and my mom, and getting the hell back home."
Still, even as I flew, I really wanted to know just what the hell all this was. It had to be related to what happened to Keith, but without any information, the only thing I could do was go and see for myself. As I flew though, I remembered that Rachel had mentioned that Keith had been part of a gang or something, and the more I thought about it, the more sense that made. If he did something to piss them off...
"But why was Keith at my apartment again?" I wondered, but once I really thought about it, I came to an unsettling conclusion, "He probably went to go and see Rachel again or something... that other guy being there means that he didn't come back alone, and there were probably more than just that guy... but why kill him?"
As I thought more about, even more thoughts came to my mind, but I didn't want to entertain all of them. A lot of different gangs were into some really fucked up shit, and the mostly likey thing that happened was that Keith had these guys with him for whatever reason, and then theh killed him, and most likely kidnapped Rachel... and then...
"Maybe Cici knows where they are? And she has my mom with her so she's not by herself?"
I increased my speed, the air cracking as I did so. I wasn't getting anywhere by guessing, and there was a very real possibility that Rachel was kidnapped for reasons I don't even want to entertain in my mind. And if Cici was there...
"GOD DAMN IT! I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!" I yelled as I dashed forward.