Chapter Eight
"Thanks for walking me home man." Ethan said loudly to Warren. He swung his arms by his sides, waiting for a reply.
"No problem man. To be honest, I needed a bit of a break from the super teen fun team back there." Warren stopped walking and looked at Ethan squarely 'I gotta say, it's intense, also whoever gave Zach sugar..."
He ignited his hand and grinned, before quickly extinguishing it.
"You're doing well though man, I kinda expected you to crack when Layla put on the Kelly Clarkson CD.. But nope, you remained totally cool."
Warren held up his hands defensively "Hey, Kelly's got some smooth moves, and I got nothing against her."
Ethan smiled. He had always felt a little uneasy around Warren, never completely sure if he was his friend or not, and whether or not Warren would roast him if he said anything he didn't agree with. But tonight it seemed different. Warren really was their friend and for the first time in a long while, Ethan didn't feel like the awkward nerd that nobody could relate to. Tonight he felt just like one of the guys.
"Warren, can I ask you something?"
"Hmm." Warren paused and thought for a second "Depends."
"Do you love Will?" Ethan asked.
"Yeah. Yeah I really do." Warren said simply.
"That's cool."
"Yeah, adorable." Said a voice for the shadows behind them. Warren turned around quickly, searching for the origin of the sound. A figure emerged from the shadows. Ange Fletcher. Warren moved forward, positioning himself between Ethan and the threat.
"I'm only gonna give you one warning. Leave. Now." Warren yelled.
"Ok." She said. She walked past Warren, knocking into his shoulder as she did. "Oh Warren, on more thing."
Warren turned around to face her. "What?"
"This." She said as she put her hand on Warren's chest, and he other one on Ethan's. Warren felt his chest heating up, erupting into flames. She smiled and let go of him, fully turning to Ethan. She grinned again as flames erupted from her hands, scorching Ethan's skin. He screamed and fell to the ground, as Warren watched, powerless. He tried to ignite his hands. Nothing.
"My powers..."
"Are mine for the moment!" She yelled, barely audible over the sound of Ethan's screams. The flames engulfed him fully.
She stopped. And so did Ethan's screams. He fell to the ground. Dead. The attack had happened in less than a moment. Warren was frozen, his eyes wide, his face pale and his whole body shaking.
"Good luck Peace!" She said, and walked calmly back into the shadows. Warren dropped to his knees, shaking. He reached out to Ethan, but inside knew it was too late. His skin was charred and still hot. Warren shuddered.
"Ethan?" He whispered. He backed away on his knees, leaning against a dumpster, rocking slightly backwards and forwards. He pulled his cell phone fro his pocket and dialed the only number he knew. Wills.
"Hey babe what up?" Will said chirpily as he answered his phone.
Warren tried to speak, but no sound came. His throat was dry.
"Warren?" Will said, sounding slightly worried
"Will."
"What's going on?"
"You need to come now. Something has happened."
"Warren? Where are you?"
"In the ally by that new record store. Will..."
"I'm on my way."
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Moment's later Will landed in the ally where Warren had called him. He scanned the area quickly and saw Warren, crouched over a figure. He ran over. Ethan. He was burnt... Dead.
"Like my dream." Will whispered to himself. He looked at Warren, who was crouched nearby, shaking.
"Warren!"
Warren looked up at Will. His face was expressionless.
"Warren?" He said, while backing away 'What did you do?"
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CHAPTER END
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A:N Yeah, action action. Its 2am, so im tired. May change this a little in the morning, may not. Opinions?
