this is the previous chapter in the twins point of view, then extends onward after karkat fainted. the very end part is in polluxs pov, explaining how badly he fucked up the boys. oh and im sorry for another cliff hanger...

(castor pov)

You growl and slap your phone successfully turning off the police siren. Groaning you flip the covers off and swing your feet over the edge. You stand and turn back to your brother, god he really hates mornings. You stretch and proceed to rummage for some decent clothing to wear to the learning prison, finding a nice shirt and its match. Throwing the other at his face the exact moment he sits up you hop into some jeans and slip out the door.

You walk to the bathroom and start to brush the rats nest you call hair. Knowing that your brother will soon get out of bed and make you both cereal, you each have this morning routine down to the point. After brushing your teeth you head down stairs and are greeted with a bowl shoved in your face and a grumpy twin brushing past you. You see he already discarded his bowl in the sink and proceed to eat your own serving.

Once you're both decent you grab your respected book bags and head to school, knowing the rest of your family is fast asleep. You walk in a comfortable silence as you wander into thought.

You think about how it seems you can't really use your powers on each other, like hear what the other is thinking or control them whether physical or mentally. You think about your promise to each other to never use your powers to hurt or make Karkat feel a certain way. You think about the day you both admitted to each other how you both felt for Karkat, in a more than friends way.

You're ripped from your thoughts as you walk up the steps to the school. You're greeted by your normal group by the tree and wonder where the fuck Karkat is. You glance at Pollux and you know he's thinking the same thing. You imagine being with Karkat right now, where he would be and what he would be thinking. You get the moving image of him sprawled out on his floor, still dressed for bed in just his boxers. He's cursing to himself and rushing to put on some clothes. You pull back to yourself as the bell goes off.

You wander down the halls with your brother either right beside or in front of you until you get to your class. You get through about half of first period before a sense of pending doom creeps up your spine. You glance at Polluxwho look as worried as you feel. You decide to check up on your friends each at a time.

Aradia was taking a test, Tavros was trying to figure out how to say this one line for the play he was doing in drama. Nepeta was currently doodling in her notebook. As you go through each friend the feeling of something being wrong grows. Until the sound of pounding feet rush by the door and your teacher suddenly stops mid-sentence to open the door and yell down the hall.

But you heard something, it was weird. You usually only hear peoples thoughts when you wanted, but now it felt like it was screamed in your head. Your eyes grow wide and you whip around to face your brother who looks as scared as you do. You know that voice. And what it said made your blood run cold.

You raise your hand as Pollux starts to violently cough. The teacher looks at you strangley when you ask to escort your brother to the clinic. She nods her head when you silently tell her to let you two. God controlling people sure comes in handy. As soon as you were both out the door and a safe distance away you sprint in the direction Karkat went.

You reach out to him and gasp at the sight; he's sprawled on the floor being kicked repeatedly. You think you hear a rib crack. You speed up and Pollux follows suite, you think about slamming one of the boys against the lockers and he instantly goes flying.

You hear Pollux make a sound of anger as you reach the top of the steps. You instantly go to the standing bloody form that is your best friend. He falls back and you catch him in your outstretched arms, you can't risk hurting him more than he already is. You hear a sickening crunch and a slapping sound and look over to Pollux.

Holy shit, half of these guys might be dead. One is against the locker slumped (the one you threw) One is sprawled in a puddle of his own blood. One is down the entire length of hall face first into the wall and he's currently throwing one repeatedly against the floor and the roof

You rush to him while throwing karkat onto your back. You grab his shoulders and force him to look at you. As soon as you make eye contact the, boy he was holding in midair, fell to the ground. He looks at you with tears running down his face and a fire in his eyes.

"Pollux, we need to get him home." This seems to snap him out of his trance and he nods, leaving the boy on the floor. You move Karkat into your arms ,bridal style ,and you both race down the steps and out the front door. You continue to sprint down the sidewalk, Pollux leading. You remember to tell your dad to fetch the first aide kit and meet you at the door (through text that is, wow now having to use your hands for stuff really comes in handy)

As soon as you scramble up the steps and into your house you lay Karkat down on the table and your dad scrambles up to you with the first aid kit, glancing down at Pollux's blood covered arms. "Dad, not him hes fine, its Karkat he got beaten up at school I think something's broken"

He nods as gets to work, prodding and bandaging. You literally drag Pollux up the stairs and into your shared bathroom. Leading him to the sink you wet a towel and start to clean his arms, checking for broken knuckles. It seems that he didn't use his actual hand in the fight.

Once he's clean you let him go down stairs and follow suite. You sit down in one of the chairs with Pollux right next to you, facing your dad as he prodded at Karkat's bare chest. You feel Pollux hand on yours and you wrap your fingers together, sending him a "it's going to be okay" message. You really hope he was going to be okay.

(pollux pov)

You run up the stairs, fire in your veins. Your breathing comes short breathes as you watch your brother slam one of the boys against the wall. Your vision is blurry and you see spots as you reach the top. You know that Castor is going to keep Karkat safe. You race to the nearest boy and punch him right in the middle of he's face, feeling the bone snap with a pleasing crack.

Having these weird power things come in handy, as you punch a boy in the stomach you can put so much force behind it breaks 2 ribs. That you felt. And it's not your weak ass strength. It's like punching someone with the powers and your fist combined.

He kneels over and you slam your foot into he's back, feeling another crack. You look up to see the rest of the boys staring are you and one turns and goes to sprint down the fall. So you rip his feet out from under him and let him fall on his face, then launch him down the hallway slamming him into, and up the wall before letting him slide back down.

You don't bother with the one Castor threw but direct your attention toward the last boy. He looks slightly scared, but mostly angry. You read him, surprised to find his thoughts empty, every thought replaced by instinct. Then he lunges, you stop him mid -air. A grin spreads across your face as you slam his body on to the roof, then the ground, then the roof, then the ground, over, and over, and over again.

You hear footsteps and suddenly Castors in front of you. The look in his eyes says he's scared. You drop the boy and let him fall the ground as Castor calls your name.

"We need to get him home."

This seems to break whatever spell you were under. You swallow hard and nod, trying not to look at the blood covered halls or at your hands. Instead, you race ahead and open doors and shout at people to move as you make your way home.