Chapter 4 baby! Its finally out!
Charlie felt many emotions flow through him as he glared in horror at the burning house. He felt like
his life was falling apart right in front of him. Everything he had become, burning to ashes. Soon a
determined rage washed over him, as the cry reached his ears. A cry that could only belong to her...
he started sprinting to the house, barely missing a car passing through the street. He rammed through
the burned front door of the house. blinded by the smoke, He heard her yell again. 'shes upstairs' he
realized and was able to see a staircase. He bolted up them, pieces of burning wood falling from the
ceiling. he heard her again, louder this time as he sprinted down a hallway. His vision was blurry, and
he was panting hard. He saw a door at the end of the hall and heard her cry from behind it. He felt
adrenaline surge through him, as he galloped at the door, primal instinct the only thing keeping him
going. He jumped at the door, letting out a roar. He went through it like a bullet, shattering it into
pieces. He saw Anne Marie weakly struggling under a fallen support beam. Ignoring his aching
muscles, he rammed into it, franticly trying to move it. He was running out of strength, fading in and
out of reality. He saw Anne Marie go limp. And raw, primal power, consumed him again. With all of his
non existent strength, he pushed the charred wood off of her, and pulled her onto his back. He stumbled
out of the room, feeling blood slide down his face. He panted hard and erratic, determined to save
Anne. He knew he couldn't make it down stairs. He could make out the shape of a window. And ran as
fast as he could twords it. Everything was getting black. Charlie couldn't feel the pain anymore. He
jumped with all the power he could at the window. He was struggling to keep his eyes open. He felt the
broken glass cut into him. He didnt care. He landed hard. Feeling Anne slide off him and onto the
street. He heard the house crumble to the ground. And his eyes slid close.
Itchy watched the house fall, in utter horror and shock. Tears welled in his eyes. What little was left of
his life was gone. He trembled. It was happening again. Now it was both of them. All he had left to care
about had left him... "Itchy!" itchy pulled his head up sharply. He knew that voice. It had to be... itchy
darted around the house, to where he had heard her voice. He stopped when he saw them. And itchy
was shocked at what he saw.