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Radiance
Chapter 2: Figure
First POV (Tyler)
"Tyler?"
"Andrew?" I stared at the two girls behind him. "Mickia…Lauren?" They walked over to me as I lowered my gun. "I never thought I'd see you again."
"Tyler, you look…different." Lauren said as she covered her mouth with her hand. Mickia and Andrew looked at my new appearance.
"It's been a tough ride." I looked down at the ground before looking back at them. "So what're you all doing here?" I curiously asked.
"We heard your little speech on the radio, so we decided to look for you." Drew explained.
"How'd you find me?" I suspiciously asked.
"There are sounds in radio frequencies that can tell which direction the signal's coming from. I listened and it showed the way. We had no idea that you were gonna have us at gunpoint."
"Drew, this isn't a game. And DON'T piss me off." I furiously replied. "You're ALL dealing with something that's beyond your comprehension." I turned around and walked towards the latter.
"What the hell's wrong with you?" Mickia asked as I climbed up the ladder.
"I think he's still pissed at us from what happened." Lauren quietly said. I could still hear them as I set my gun down along with my bow. The others started climbing up as I turned around. "Are you?"
"Yes, 'cause you all left me for dead. I should kill you all right now." I explained as I picked up my gun. They all slowly backed away. I walked up to Drew and aimed at his head. "Where do you live now…after you left me?"
"The train station." Andrew answered. I stopped aiming and backed up.
"Is there another man there named Ken?" I curiously asked.
"You know him?" Mickia asked.
"Know him? He's like a brother to me." I replied as I picked up my keys. "I heard a car drive up earlier. Is it yours?"
"Yeah." Drew answered.
"Follow me." I slid down the ladder as the others followed. I ran towards a pile of branches and pulled them off to reveal my ride, which was a motorcycle. I put on my helmet and drove out of the forest. The others got into their car and drove behind me. It didn't take long for us to get to the train station. Once we parked, I looked around for Ken.
"Tyler." I saw Ken and he was alright. I walked over to him and patted him on the back.
"It's good to see you, Ken."
"I haven't seen you in years. What happened to you?" He noticed my scar.
"The reason why I went dark is because of Abigail's death. I got this scar on the same day." I explained.
"I'm sorry for your loss. What about the demon?"
"It's a burden I have to bear for the rest of my life. But I am in control." I answered.
"What demon? And who's Abigail?" I turned around to see the others standing in front of me. They had that 'What did you do' look.
"You're on a need to know basis and right now, you don't."
"I think we do. You owe us for bringing you to Ken." Andrew said.
"YOU OWE ME! You assholes left me for dead! Plus, who do you think drops off the medical supplies?" I yelled, pulling out my gun as I walked towards them three.
"You're the supplier?" Mickia looked at Ken. "Ken, why didn't you tell us?"
"I knew that you were all here. Why do you think Ken takes you all outside while I drop off the supplies?"
"Forget it. What DEMON, Tyler?" Andrew asked.
I put my gun away and closed my eyes. My skin turned grey, my fingers were claws, and my hair turned grey white, two dark grey horns grew out of my head, and my eyes turned pitch black. I opened my dark eyes as Andrew, Lauren, and Mickia slowly back up. I walked towards them, their backs against the wall. I leaned closer and closer until my face was just a few centimeters away from their faces.
"A tip of advice: do not piss me off." I turned back to normal as I backed away. I turned around and started to walk away.
"Who's Abigail?" Lauren curiously asked. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned my head.
"Someone who never left me." I walked away, listening to a song in my head.
Why does it feel like night today?
Something in here's not right today.
Why am I so uptight today?
Paranoia's all I got left
I don't know what stressed me first
Or how the pressure was fed
But I know just what it feels like
To have a voice in the back of my head
Like a face that I hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches every time I lie
A face that laughs every time I fall
(And watches everything)
So I know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is hearing me
Right beneath my skin
It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
I know I've got a face in me
Points out all my mistakes to me
You've got a face on the inside too
Your paranoia's probably worse
I don't know what set me off first
But I know what I can't stand
Everybody acts like the fact of the matter is
I can't add up to what you can but
Everybody has a face that they hold inside
A face that awakes when I close my eyes
A face that watches every time they lie
A face that laughs every time they fall
(And watches everything)
So you know that when it's time to sink or swim
That the face inside is watching you too
Right inside your skin
It's like I'm paranoid looking over my back
It's like a whirlwind inside of my head
It's like I can't stop what I'm hearing within
It's like the face inside is right beneath my skin
I put my helmet on as I started the motorcycle. I drove away, reminded of the one I love. I went back home to the forest hideout.