Demon's POV…

This body feels great! It's so young and can probably get away with things. Ponyboy's screams are music to my ears but he will soon give up with the struggle. I almost wanted to laugh.

I walked into the house after putting up my best Ponyboy mask.

"Hey Ponyboy…" I heard. I turned to look at…what's his name…Johnny. I wanted to scowl at him. He was disgusting! How can someone be that weak and pathetic? But I managed to force a small smile.

"Hey Johnny! What's up?" I asked. He just shrugged. Johnny opened his mouth up to speak but he closed it again when Soda swung his arms around us.

"Hey Pony! What took you so long? Your dinner is starting to get cold. I made it myself!" Soda said, smiling real big.

"Sorry Soda, as much as I would love to eat your colorful array of food, but I'm really tired. It's been a long day for me." I replied, trying to look as drowsy as I could.

"Alright, baby. G'night!" Soda patted me on the head before heading to the kitchen. I glanced back at Johnny who was giving me a strange look. But as soon as it came it disappeared.

"Night…" Johnny said.

"Good night Johnny."

o-o-o

Johnny's POV…

Something's up with Ponyboy. I don't know what though. Was he jumped by Socs after the movie? I'll ask him about it tomorrow I guess.

o-o-o

Demon's POV…

"I can hear you, Ponyboy." I started right after I went into Ponyboy's room. I walked in front of the window to see my reflection. A reflection is supposed to show your soul. Ponyboy looked at me with pain stricken eyes.

"Just stop…" He pleaded.

"Oh, but the fun is just beginning. Don't worry Ponyboy, I'll make sure that your body remembers the feeling of killing someone. When I'm done using your body, it will leave you scarred, dead, or maybe insane. I love all three of the outcomes."

"Go to hell!"

"Been there, done that! And now I'm back!"

The door opened behind me and Soda walked in.

"Hey, baby, I thought you will be asleep by now." He said, sitting on the bed. I smiled lazily.

"I was just about to climb in."

o-o-o

I walked through an alley. It's time to get started.

"What are you doing here, kid?" A rough voice asked. I smirked and turned around. Three Socs stood there, switchblades out. I must have wandered to there side.

"Tell me, how much do you believe in God?" I asked. The Socs were startled by my question and looked at me weirdly.

"Why should I answer white trash like you?" One replied, cracking his knuckles. I snarled at his tone.

"Watch your mouth."

"And what are you going to do about it?"

"Well, you better pray to God that he saves you from this." I smiled, showing my true eyes. The pitch black eyes that I hide unless I feel like showing them. It caught them off guard and I quickly went to one of the Socs and twisted his head around 180 degrees, earning a dreadful snap. I took out Ponyboy's switch-blade and flipped it open, slashing another Soc's neck so that blood gushes out. The body fell to the ground next to the one with the broken neck.

My attention turned to the last Soc who was stumbling backwards in terror. He fumbled for a gun that he kept in his pant's pockets and held it at me.

"Stay away, you monster!" He shouted as he cocked the gun and shot. The bullet hit me in the arm, making swing back a little from force. Ponyboy's blood spilled out and onto the stained floor in the alley.

"Bullets don't work on me human." I informed and slapped the gun out of the Soc's hands. Slowly I brought up the switch-blade and brought it down on his side, slowly slicing it. The Soc screamed in pain but I quickly stuffed his mouth with a part of the Soc's shirt that I tore off. I then forced my hand into the slice I made and searched for the Soc's heart before ripping it out. The rich kid muffled screams held for another second before dimming and his body went limp. I chuckled as I licked my lips.

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Ponyboy's POV…

I…I just killed people… No… The demon killed them using my own body and I had to watch him in full view doing it. All the screams…the dull eyes…the blood…and the heart that lay on the ground… I was also shot, but I didn't feel a thing. I glanced at where I was shot. The wound was gone.

"See, Ponyboy, this is how strong we've become!" The demon said. He wiped my mouth off, smearing it a bit. The demon also tore the bodies so that they were barely recognizable and ate the lungs and livers of the Socs. I went deeper into the darkness of my mind. I can't take this anymore. I want to throw up but I can't in this state that I'm in. The demon chuckled and left the area after making sure that there were no tracks.

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Demon's POV…

I heard Ponyboy's whimpers in the back of my head. I made sure he saw the full detail of the art that I made of blood. Cackling, I washed myself in a public bathroom. I can't look like I just murdered when I get back to the house.

The next day, I was the second one up. I don't need sleep but I had to look as natural as possible. I made my way down to the TV, turning it on and going to the channel where the news was going to be showing soon. I sat on the couch, full attention on the TV. The dip on the couch must have woken Steve up as he sat up. The news was going to start in a few seconds and I can't wait to see the reactions of everyone seeing the art. Soda drowsily walked over and sat down on the couch next to me.

Tulsa News

'Three dead bodies were found yesterday in an alley in Tulsa. The bodies were found ripped apart to the point where the bodies were barely recognizable. The fatalities were all high school students from Will Rogers High School. The three victims are Shawn Riley who was 17 years old, John Jones who was 16 years old, and Michael Gallagher who was 17 years old. The families of these kids were sent there regards and will be speaking in an assembly at the school tomorrow.

'Detectives have also found that all three victims' livers and lungs were ripped out and are missing. The victim, Michael, also had his heart ripped out and thrown a few feet from his body. The victim, Shawn, had his throat cut while the victim John's neck was snapped and the head turned a full 180 degrees.

'The police have found no clues to who murdered the victims, but when they do, the murderer would be put in jail for a very long time.'

The TV then showed images of the scene. I never noticed all the blood that splattered all over the wall before, but it was a nice touch. I wanted to start laughing but I held it in.

"Oh my God, that's horrible!" Soda cried. "Who could do something like that?"

Well, I don't know Soda, how about your cute little brother? Steve shook his head next to me.

"That person must have had a lot of practice to not have any traces." He said.

"The death was even so bad that it reached the newspapers for the nation." Darry added as he joined them, sipping a cup of coffee. "I can't believe it happened so close and no one heard anything."

"Maybe it was just out of anger?" I asked to act natural.

"I doubt it." Steve answered. I shrugged it off and went to walk outside. It's time to continue.

"Where do you think you're going?" Darry asked, blocking my way to the door.

"I was going to visit Johnny." I replied.

"Ponyboy Curtis, there is a murderer out there!"

"I know, and I'll be careful. I just want to make sure that Johnny is okay."

"Fine, but one of us is coming with you."

I frowned. It's going to be more difficult with a person trailing me. But, even so, I nodded.

"Can Two-Bit come?"

o-o-o

Alright, I have a question for all of you. Shall I have a character death in the end (hint-hint Ponyboy)? If that happens, there will be extra chapters. And one more thing. Should I make this rated M? I think I should. I will probably make all the deaths more graphic.