The Mutation - Book One

C H A P T E R - S E V E N T E E N

{^I drew this for the story! Not my best but I still like it. It's better than copying}

"No way that'll work! Willing it to work?! What do you think I've been doing for the past few days?!"

"Okay, I know your mad but please, just try it? That's the only way I know." I huff as we shift uncomfortably.

"Fine. On the count of three, ready? Three.. Two.. One!" Jack counted down. I will myself to separate from Jack, picturing myself with all my features. The disgusting sound of skin stretching and ripping echoes in the concrete room. Like melted cheese breaking into two, strings of skin still connecting us. Gut-renching pain burns through my slowly forming body. Although the pain is horrible, I can't help but smile at how close we where. I have my septic eye back, finally.

"H-How far are you?!" Jack asks through his clenched teeth.

"Halfway! Just f-focus on yourself!" I demand, picturing my left shoulder, the rest of my organs, my left leg and privates. Demons need fun too okay?

Soon our wishes are granted and we were given our bodies back. I collapse to the floor, bottoms up and face to the floor, but all in one piece. I let out a well deserved laugh and turn so my back is on the floor and I'm staring at the ceiling.
"WE FUCKING DID IT!" I cheered as I sigh deeply in relief.

".. yeah." Jack said breathlessly. Damn humans and their encumbered moods.

"I can finally go back to Darki! C'mon Jack! We can't make them wait any longer." I say ripping my ropes with my nails and standing on my wobbly legs. I quickly cut Jack's ropes and drag him out of the underground bunker.

Once we step outside our feet crunch the dead leaves on the ground. A winter wind whacks us, bringing us back to reality.
"Why is it so goddamn cold?!" I exclaim as I shiver. White little dots fall from the sky..? "What is this?"

"Are you pulling on my leg? That's snow Anti!" Those white things are snow? The thing Jack loves?
"Snow..? Huh. Who would have thunk it?" We walk around in bare feet in the dead woods. It's pretty.. It really is.

"Where's Mark and Dark?" Jack asks as he makes a compact snowball in his hands. "Where are we?"

"All I know is that we're not too far from Dark's place. Follow me." I gesture from him to follow me as I step over twigs and bushes. I step foot on a dirt pathway, looking at both directions to see where they lead. A cold thing collides with the back of my head, causing me to jump and turn to the origin of the snowball. Jack threw it and was now seeking shelter behind a tree.

"Why you little-!"

{HAPPY HOLIDAYS! I hope you have a great day and celebrate with numerous friends and family members. Buh-bye!}