...The Scoobie Gang...

Book 2:

...Homecoming...

Chapter 2:

...A narative of soul against soul...

[Charlie's Pov]

He stared calmly at me as I walked into the dust. People were peeking out of their separate doorways but I didnt care. I had warned him and he had done it anyway. I glared up at the space below Dutchy's door, and then at the place where the staircase used to be. All that was there now were shards of wood and piles of dust.

As the dust settled, Spot pulled out a cigarette in a gesture of pure impudence where I was concerned. I don't like it when he smokes. Michael
smoked. He placed it in his mouth and I lit it, taking special care to
singe the hair that always hung in his eyes.

"Damnit Charlie," he smacked his forhead to get rid of the smoke, "what the hell? That was my hair!" he yelled at me. I just walked to my favorite spot in the entire room, right on top of the Juggernaut. I sat down and sent a blast of energy at Spot. It hit him right in the stomach but wasnt enough to do any damage. I just wanted to initiate a fight.

Dropping his cigarette, he squared his feet. And narrowed his eyes. At the moment, that was the only thing I could bring myself to stand about him.
Those amazing blue... green... grey... I dont know what color that are.

"You are out of line," he said in his trademark deadly whisper. Oh, I'm
scared.

"No," I started, raising my voice with every word, "You are out of line!" I didnt glance up at the people I knew would stand staring down at us as if
we were in an arena.

"This is my home," I hear him say through the strom raging in my head. I
walk over to where the staircase used to be and pick up a shard.

"And this is my life," He walks over to me, grabs the splintered piece of
wood and throws it to the ground.

"Was," he grits out.

And thats when I first hit him.

[Adrienne's Point of View]

I watch as her fist slams into his face with all the rage its obvious she's
feeling. I glance around, everyone is watching, save for the vampires.
They're gone. Spot looks shocked that she would actually hit him.

I'm sure he was expecting a few harsh words after what he did to her, but
nothing like that. Personally, I kinda think it serves him right.

The thing I wasnt ready for, however, was when he hit her back. It didnt
seem to phase her, it was almost as if she'd expected it from him.

She then blew a force of energy at him that knocked him back several feet. She could have killed him, I've seen her do it. But no, I think she wants
him to suffer.

"This is for never letting me talk to strangers!" she blasts again.

"And for locking me inside my own head!" another blast.

"And for treating me like a child!" Blast. This time, he got her back. It hit her in the stomach and she fell to the floor. But then she gets up. I'm
a little surprised.

"This is for not realizing that I loved him," she paused and formed the
biggest blast of energy I'd seen yet.

"And this is for getting him," her voice brakes, but she forces out the
last word. "killed,"

[Joe's POV]

The first thing I see when I open the door is spot flying across the hall and landing on the floor. Charlie is apparently controlling his little 'joy ride' I glance at Dutchy's staircase. Yep, its gone. She's gonna kill him.

Mike shoots past me and grabs Charlies wrists, forcing her to the floor. She packs quite a punch, but I think she's wasted from the beatings being delt. By the time I get to Spot, he's roaring about nothing in particular.

After a few moments and a slap from me, he composes himself. Unfortunately, I cannot say the same for Charlotte. She, somehow, threw Mike off and ran

forward, only making it twenty or thirty yards before Mike swooped up behind her and grabbed her once more. She was shrieking and screaming and crying all at the same time. Mike looked as if he didnt know what exactly

to do with her, she was regaining some of her strength and had almost succeeded in breaking Mikes hold. Blink vaulted down encouraging others to
do so. He ran and took hold of one shoulder while Mike held the other, Charlie gasping and screaming 'I hate you, you killed him!' all the while.

Then, suddenly, Charlie went rigid, stiff as a board.

I saw Jack holding a hand out before him, then she fell limp and was gently
lowered to the ground.

"What are you doing to her?" I ask, walking away from Spot. Her face is
contorted with pain.

"Someone had to make her stop," he whispers, as if that answers my
question. Mike and Blink are backing away as any reasonably sane person
would be.

[Jack's POV]

I kneel before her and gently place my hand under her chin. Her eyes are
squeezed shut.

"Does it hurt?" I ask. She nods at me and I make it stop. "Charlotte," I
begin sternly, she tries to jerk her head away from me, but I pull her
back.

"Charlotte," I repeat, "look at me," Ever so slowly, she opens her eyes.
Those bright blue eyes that are now full of pain... and hate... and...
tears.

"Darling, go to sleep. I can airlift you to his room if you'd like... but you need rest. We've much to do tomorrow," She looked at me for a second.

"Yes sir," was the timid response she gave. I leant down to whisper in her
ear.

"You sound like Marcy," She tries to produce a smile and its enough for me. I send her up to Dutchy's room and make sure I hear her lock the door. She
needs to feel safe in ther.

You may be wondering how, while being a supreme being and amulet guard, I came to know about the peanuts gang. Well, I can project myself to places.
Its a fun talent, really.

Theres alot of rage inside of Charlie at the moment. And I kind of think it was good for her to expel some of it on Spot. She did warn him after all.
That staircase was his favorite thing or so I hear. The poor guy is
probably rolling in his grave over what she's going through.

But tomorrow, training for both her and Adrienne starts so they not only
know how to use their power, but also how to control it.

And I dont like putting Charlie in pain... but something had to be done before she killed him. So as I look up at her, closing the door, I think
she finds a bit of solace in knowing that even though the staircase is
gone, his room is still there. And there's still a part of him in it.

The unfortunate part of this entire situation is that Spot is a bit of a
control freak, always has been. And so he'll try to punish her for disrespecting him as she did. He wants the world to cower down before him.

And I'm the supreme being. How does that work?

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Well, thats amazing. I know all you Spot lovers will be out for some Charlie blood for hurting your poopsie. But you gotta admit. He kinda asked
for it.

Chapterly Quote: "If the chaos theory is real, some butterfly somewhere
must be flappin' like a fuckin' maniac" Mat Devin- Kill Hannah.

Also, I credit my chapter title to Afi.