I watched in anger as Blake tackled Daniel and they flew through the wall into my room.

My mouth dropped. Oh no.

"BLUE!" I screeched as I tried to readjust my bra that he had been happily tugging on five second ago.

I was still in shock. Daniel, little piss punk, Daniel was Star Man. One of the greatest heroes.

Daniel- Star Man.

Star Man- Daniel.

Blue eyes, annoying- Shinning blue eyes, heroic.

I saw Blue's body go flying into my kitchen.

Time to strap up Katrina, these bitches are trying to fuck up your apartment.

"STOP YOU TWO!" I scream before running over to their tangled bodies.

Blue was on top of Daniel and pounding the shit out of his face with his fist.

Daniel had blood running down the side of his face, and it looked like that was just encouraging Blake more.

"BLUE!" I screamed again at the top of my lungs.

He paused which allowed enough time for Daniel to kick Blake up so that he body slammed the ceiling.

My jaw dropped the same time Blue did to the ground.

I don't have enough money for this shit.

I stomped over to Daniel, "DUDE WHAT THE FU- AHHHHH" I screeched in fear as he flew up and grabbed me around the waist.

He was speed running towards the front door, but we were quickly halted by Blue punching the shit out of Daniels's face and catching me before I face planted to the floor.

I held on to Blue like my life depended on it, "You've got to stop" I hissed at him still trying to catch my breath.

"I'm not the one fighting for something I will never have" he growled his eyes trained on Daniel as he dragged himself back to his feet.

"Can we talk this out?" I screamed at the both of them.

Daniel's eyes flashed that lightning blue before he raced at us, Blue quickly through me into the air, and just as I thought I would be impaled by a piece of broken wood on the ground, I landed heavily on my couch.

I laid back for a second.

I mean why me? What did I do? Why do I deserve this?

Maybe I could just-

Their bodies came crashing through the wall next to me, they flew directly over my head.

I ducked just in time to feel plaster and pieces of wood tickle across my skin.

I looked up shocked to see a huge hole in the wall next to me and two dumbass Supers wrestling on the floor.

"I DON'T OWN THIS PLACE YOU ASSHOLES!" I screamed in shock still staring at the huge hole that was currently in my wall.

Now, I was pissed.

I looked down at their bodies still struggling with one another on the floor.

Think. Think. Think.

My eyes were drawn to the window that they had broken to my left.

Yeah, definitely not hanging out of anymore windows.

I then looked into my kitchen.

I've got an idea!

I quickly make my way around the childish duo wrestling on the floor and get into the kitchen. I grab my knife set that I bought last summer and stand next to the counter.

Knife throwing wasn't always my best skill, but there is always a great time to practice.

I pulled one out just when another player decided to join the game.

We stared at one another for a second, before he slowly pulled a gun out from behind his back. He had on all black and a leather jacket with dark blond hair and brown eyes.

Killer eyes.

He aimed his gun at me, while I stood there gaping.

This is unexpected.

"Drop the knives" he demanded in a deep voice.

I didn't know where Blake and Daniel had gone, but it would be awesome if the reappeared.

"Who the fuck are you?" I asked him shocked.

"Someone paid me a lot of money to kill you" he whistled looking around my trashed apartment in shock, but he always kept his gun aimed at me.

I was still so shocked.

"Maybe we could talk about this?" I asked hopefully.

"The three million dollars is all I need to hear" he smirked.

My mouth dropped, "Three Million?! Someone paid you three million to kill me?" I asked him shocked. "Are you sure? Because I'm pretty accident prone, I'm more likely to kill myself, by accident"

He glared at me, "Two Million for your dead body".

I actually choked on my own spit.

"You are shitting me" I mumbled.

"True shit, but I'd rather get that extra million, you know" he shrugged.

Well, "BLUE!" I screeched before flinging the knife at the man.

I watched in slow motion as it twisted through the air before the back landed lightly into the mans chest. The back. As in the butt end of the knife. As in the side that you hold.

As in the wrong fucking side.

He looked down at the knife that had dropped to the ground before looking up at me with a raised eyebrow.

I gave him a guilty smile.

He squatted and picked up the knife, before looking back at me.

"Fair warning, I have two very strong and indestructible Supers in my house, and one definitely has some feelings for me and the other ... I set him on fire- but we are kind of friends. So I highly suggest you don't hurt me .. or they'll ... hurt ... you. Probably" I finished looking warily at the killer standing in front of me.

I barely saw his wrist flick.

What I did see was a hand clap down on the knife before it embedded itself in my forehead.

My mouth dropped.

I followed the hand to the arm and finally to the face to see a very ticked off Blue Doom.

I sighed in relief before I shot a glare at the man, "Really asshole? My face!?" I screamed at him finally feeling safe ... er- feeling safer.

Blue's eyes were flickering like light bulbs, he was pissed.

He snapped his head at the mercenary, before he flicked the knife back at him, and it landed with a sick thud in the guys chest.

He dropped his gun shocked as he looked at the knife protruding out of his chest, hell I was trying not to puke at the sight.

He glared up at Blue before he wrapped both hands around the knife and yanked the motherfucker out.

I gagged.

"Oh my fucking Go-" Blue shoved me out the way just in time to miss the knife he'd thrown back at us.

I dropped to the ground trying to hold down my breakfast, but it really wasn't working.

I looked around and quickly grabbed another knife that had fallen to the ground.

The guy flipped around the corner and stared me down, my eyes widened in fear as I struggled backwards away from him, but he just kept coming.

Fuck it.

I pushed forward and lodged the knife into the man's stomach.

He stood shocked yet again, while I was full on gagging now, "Oh God that sliced like butter" I groaned pushing as far as I could away from him until my back slammed into the fridge.

He glared at me before again wrapping his hands around the knife, with a little wince he snatched it completely out of his body.

"Definitely going to throw up now"

He pulled another gun and quickly let off a bullet. I winced back expecting pain but nothing came. I opened my eyes to see his neck jerked in an unnatural angle and him collapsing to the ground dead.

I was about to full on exorcism puke when Blue's body was drawn to my sight. He was hunched over and wincing in pain.

He ripped his mask off and collapsed.

I quickly crawled over to him and moved his hand off his abdomen to see blood gushing through his suit.

"Why are you bleeding? Why aren't you healing?" I cried looking at his paling face.

"The bullet- Elements" he choked out.

Oh shit. "What do I do?!" I panicked looking at his pained face, he was starting to close his eyes and I slapped the shit out of him, "NO. NO. NO. Blake what do I do?" I cried.

"Take... it out" he choked.

I knew I should've started Grey's Anatomy when Carrie did, but I just had to watch Gossip Girl. Oh Fuck.

Okay, think- breathe. Stop crying. Go!

I quickly ran over to my room and snatched the Bourbon out from under my bed, then I grabbed my safe aid kit in my drawer.

I quickly ran back to Blake, before snatching a knife off the ground.

He looked completely out of it, his breath was shallow and he was sweating.

"Blake stay with me okay?" I screamed at him as his eyes flickered back and forth behind his eye lids. He definitely wouldn't be alive much longer.

I quickly pulled his suit down so it was barely on his waist, and just my luck. He was commando.

"Christ" he literally had to just eat nails, because his body was hard. Completely muscle, and completely likable except for the hole of gushing blood towards his left hip.

I looked at him then at the hole then at the knife.

Yeah, I have no clue what to do.

But I have to do this, I've seen it in movies enough times, so it cannot be that hard? Right.

Wrong.

I stuck the knife in the little hole that was gushing blood like a vagina and nearly puked.

Blake groaned in pain, but he barely moved.

I saw bloody meat and honestly the roomed tipped.

I looked at Blake, "Are you sure you can't do this yourself?" I asked him squeamish.

No reply.

Okay you dumb bitch, he is dying I tell you, dying as in permanent.

Get the mofo bullet out his mofo hot body and get this show on the road.

I held my breath and stuck the knife back in the hole before digging and pushing up. The bullet popped out like a surprise.

I sighed, and waited but Blake's body wasn't moving.

As in not breathing.

I crawled up to his face and put my hand under his nose. Nothing.

I laid my hand on his chest. No beat.

"Oh no, you ass" I muttered my voice cracking painfully.

I started doing compressions on his chest, "Blake, you need to wake up" I yelled as tears started to gather.

He fucking couldn't.

Not right now, not after I fucking electrocuted myself for him. No he wasn't allowed to just fucking leave me.

"BLAKE!" I screamed then blew air into his mouth.

Nothing.

I quickly started pushing on his chest again, "Come on you fucking prick" I cried.

I blew into his mouth. Nothing.

I was in hysterics, I pounded heavily on Blake's chest with my fist. "BLAKE!" POUND. "BLAKE!" POUND. "BLAKE FUCKING DUN!" POUND.

Something was different. I felt a surge of power just as my fist came down before a strike of electricity rammed into his chest from my fist.

He bolted straight up.

I had tears running down my face as he swung his head back and forth his eyes wide ready for a fight.

His head snapped to my hysterically ugly expression, before he could say a word I tackled him backwards in a hug.

"You can't fucking scare me like that. You can't fucking die on me. When I do its cute and endearing when you do it I get heart failure. You dumbass, you shouldn't have fucking get shot. I could take a bullet if it came down to it. Dammit you scared me" I full on sobbed into his chest.

He was frozen solid before he slowly wrapped his arms around me giving me a reassuring squeeze.

"Okay" he coughed pushing me off of him.

I tried not to smile at how uncomfortable he was, but I knew I looked like a monster's ugly beaten step child after crying.

He winced before looking down at his bare stomach, "You are going to have to bandage me up" he said poking his finger in his wound before wincing.

I punched him in the chest wiping my eyes, "quit before you rip it .. or something" I glare at him through my teary eyes.

He sighed before finally looking back at me. He twitched clearly uncomfortable. "Can you stop?" he barked annoyed.

"Stop what?" I mutter grabbing the first aid kit.

"Crying. You look like a drowned cat" he hissed.

I sniffed and looked away. "Can you see I was worried for you?! Dammit!" I yelled at him.

"I'm indestructible don't worry about me" he dead panned.

"You stopped breathing!"

"I was holding my breath" he rolled his eyes at me.

I quickly pulled out bandages and started to clean his wound.

"Did you take my suit off?" he asked shocked.

I glared up at his smirking face, "Quit. I don't have time for you sexual frustrations right now".

He gave me a devil's grin, "I've always got time".

I rolled my eyes, horny bastard.

"What happened with Daniel? Or Star?" I quickly corrected.

Blake looked away unconcerned and clearly annoyed with the subject, "Probably through a wall somewhere around here" he waved his hand dismissing him.

I quickly slapped the bandage on and finished. He should definitely heal quicker but not as fast as usual.

I stood up and he quickly followed behind me.

"Pack some things we are leaving. Now" he barked while he stomped over to the dead man who had shot him.

I quickly made me way back to my room and grabbed a bag before throwing things in it. I didn't want to stay here too long especially since there was a multi-mullion bounty on my head apparently.

What worried me the most is that whoever this Shadow was, since I'm guessing he is behind the bounty, he wanted me alive.

Whoever his ass wipe was had money and obviously a lot of it since he was sending professionals out to murder me for an unimaginable amount of money, when in all honesty I could probably easily die choking on orange juice.

But I was worth more alive.

I couldn't mean that much- nor was I worth that much.

I mean did I have some pull with the big bad villain who was probably kicking a dead man for shooting him?

Yes.

A lot of pull?

Hell no.

So what could he possibly want from Blue? And if Blue wasn't the full picture- if I had some other use or worth then hell I was nervous.

What did he know that I didn't even know about myself.

I quickly got up with my bag and walked out my room and nearly shitted myself when I saw Daniel unconscious and literally in a wall.

Blake must have shoved him face first through because all I could see was his head hanging limply towards me.

I sighed.

Nothing I could do about that right now.

I quickly walked around the corner to see Blake cross legged sitting beside the dead assassin/mercenary with his face in the ground.

Blake had about five large cutting knives in his hand from my set and had stuck four in the dead man's back so that they stood up perfectly.

I closed my eyes, 1. 2. 3. 4. 5.

"What the hell are you doing?" I sighed with my eyes closed.

Silence.

I looked down at him just in time to hastily see him finish stabbing the man with the remaining knives.

"BLUE!" I screeched.

"What! He shot me! You saw it!" he fought.

I blinked at his petty behavior, "Okay ... so should I mention that he is dead? Or that you killed him?" I seethed at him.

"Neither matter now because I got even" he shrugged.

I tried to even out my breathing to stop from yelling at him, "And why do you have Daniel's face through a wall?" I asked him.

He glared, "He likes you" he sniffed.

"So you put him through a wall?" I asked.

"Katrina. Please. He is my arch nemesis. As if I'd be worried that little twit could even- even"

"Win me?" I hissed at him.

He eyed me, "Take you".

"Is someone being jealous?" I asked with a smirk.

"Jealousy is for school girls, who stuff their bras" he smirked back.

"Then possessive maybe?" he glared down at me, "Not that you have to worry, you demented little lamp, Daniel doesn't like me, we've been enemies since schooling" I rolled my eyes.

Blake pushed his face into mine, "I could smell it on him, just like how I can smell how much I turn you on".

"The only thing you turn on is a light"

"Can't be true. You really aren't that bright" he shot back.

My mouth dropped, "Did you just imply that I'm dumb?"

"See" he smirked.

I was going to murder this ass. I wanted to murder him and kiss him all at the same time.

His eyes darkened, "I suggest you control yourself, unless you want Daniel to wake up to the sight of me bending you over".

It really was how sad how that didn't sound like such a terrible idea.

I took a step away from him and glared.

"Not gonna happen"

"Yet"

I rolled my eyes and followed him as he turned and headed towards the door, when an idea hit me.

"Wait!" I quickly stopped him.

"Changed your mind already?" he asked smirking.

"No. I have an idea" I said.

"Don't care" he said grabbing my arm.

I yanked away, "No! We could catch him!" I said it forming in my mind.

He gave me a dead look, "No"

"Hear me out-"

"I really don't want to"

"The Shadow doesn't know I'm alive. I'm guessing he knew what I was doing-"

"He told me about it, which is how I got here" he glared at me with the memory.

"He thought I was going to die- hell he was banking on it. That man back there was just to bring my body back, and the fact that he had those bullets meant that he knew he would come in contact with you. He was sent to bring back my body, and came prepared with those bullets to get you out the way" I said piecing it together.

"So. Look how well that ended for him" he smirked thinking back to his little school project.

I rolled my eyes, "Exactly, The Shadow thinks that I am dead. He wants my body, for whatever reason. Technically it is possible that Bullets got here and you killed him, then left my body because what the hell are you going to do with it? Right! So eventually he would send someone here to come get me and bring me to him" I told Blue.

His eyes shown with a murderous glint.

I gulped.

"So you want me to what? Leave you in a tub pretend that you are dead, then have that sick slimy fucker come get you, take you to where ever, then I come and get you and snap his neck?" he asked his voice deadly.

I shuffled back, but he caught my hand and yanked me forward bring our faces unbelievably close.

"The sick sadistic bastard isn't laying another hand on you" he growled in my face.

I nodded nervously.

He took a step back, "The ass has been playing this like a game, and I've been on my best behavior but apparently he wants a challenge. He wants the Blue Doom the villain. The killer. The evil incarnate. And yes I have been called that before" he said before turning around and dragging me out of my apartment.

I rolled my eyes, "I've called you that before. Not shocking".

He turned and plucked me in the forehead.

Hurt like a bitch. "Mother fucker" I whined cradling my forehead.

My eyes widened, "The body! Did you check the body?" I asked Blue.

"This isn't my first rodeo" he looked down at me, "in multiple things" he smirked at me.

"Do you think maybe you could clip your penis for a second and bring it back to the pressing issue, you Blue Condom. Did you find anything?" I asked him.

He pulled something out of his suit and handed it to me.

It was a plain piece of paper with quick and messy scrawl over it.

It was an address.

666 Dark Wallow Rd.

I blinked up at Blue who was looking at me weird, "you went really pale-"

"666 the Devil, you dumbass. And Dark Wallow? Sounds like a fucking murder house" I smiled at him and handed him the paper back, "Tell me how it goes" I said as we pushed outside my building.

The air felt good after being in my stuffy, broken apartment.

"Nice try Katty, but you are coming too" he smirked.

Before I could tell him he could shove that idea up his nostril he snatched me around the waist, grabbed my bag and rocketed off into the sky.

I internally screamed like a little girl, but managed not to aloud.

I finally was able to semi- breathe and turned my panic and anger onto Blue, "Dude. What the fuck!" I hissed at him still trying to not puke at the feeling of my intestines throwing themselves into each other.

He just smiled before nose diving deep towards the ground.

I screamed for real that time.

We handed heavily and I immediately pushed away from Blue to go dry heave in a bush.

I looked up and my eyes connected with a mailbox. 666.

My head snapped to the road sign. Death Wallow.

Hell no.

I turned and glared at Blue who was staring intently at something.

I turned and followed his gaze.

The house.

The mansion.

Hell's gates.

The house looked dead, figuratively and literally.

The wood was black as night and it looked like it was a breath from falling over. It was huge however, it had to have been at least 5 stories tall, and there was no other houses for miles around.

The perfect fucking murder scene.

The house creaked from some invisible force, and the aura around the house reeked of evil.

The house was the literal incarnation of Blue's soul.

He turned towards my shocked face, and smiled.

"No" I snarled.

He smirked, "Then stay out here" he shrugged before stalking towards the slaughter house.

I looked around and found my situation wasn't even better out here. It had gotten dark so the trees around me were giving me raging anxiety and heart palpitations.

Fuck.

I raced up to Blake and snatched his hand and his cape.

"Don't leave me. Okay?" I looked at him hard.

He smirked before walking up the steps to the demon house. It practically cried under our weight and didn't make me feel any better.

Blue used his other hand to push open the door, it creaked loudly as it slowly swung open. I couldn't see a foot in front of me the place was pitch black and oozed slasher movie.

"Blue" I breathed a warning my hand clamping down harder on his.

He dragged me forward as he ventured into the house.

I'm not this girl, I don't go into the house. I'm the friend that somehow just manages to escape the horrific events.

Like the smart bitch who waits in the car then gets a call from her sister and goes and picks her up, completely leaving the scene. Then coming back just in time to see the blood bath and call the police.

No action.

No death.

Just the way I liked it.

We waded into the house, the door slammed harshly behind us and I through myself into Blake's arms.

He held me tightly chuckling a little, "It was the wind".

"Fuck the wind, it was most definitely someone" I choked back at him.

I had my face buried into his chest as he had his arms wrapped around me.

"Your fear is definitely a turn on, but right now we have other things to do" he said prying me away from him.

I still kept a tight hold on his hand and cape as I trailed next to him.

"You rip my cape, and no matter how nice of jugs you have, I will rip your trachea" he snapped.

I immediately let go. I knew how he was about his cape.

I tried to distract myself, "Always about the cape" I said, trying to forget my heart clenching fear as we traveled throughout the maze that was this evil house.

"It is my shining glory ... at least one of my shinning glories" he smirked.

"You know what they say big capes, small pen-"

He snatched my hand and immediately connected it with his crotch.

I could practically feel his anger hitting me in waves.

I immediately tried to yank away but he just held on tighter, "Does that feel small to you, Kat?" he growled.

I swallowed, I wasn't prepared for this. Fear and Lust didn't mix well in a fucking haunted house.

I choked, "N-no" I said finally successfully yanking away.

I could barely see his face, but his eyes were flashing in the dark, as clear as day.

I coughed as we continued on in dead silence, he was clearly angry, but I don't think it was directed completely at me.

"I was going to say big capes, small penguins" I muttered.

The air around him cackled with electricity.

"Shut up" he growled.

"Listen so what I insulted your cape, there is no need for you to-"

"It's not you"

"Then what?" I hissed at him annoyed.

"Something is watching us" he muttered.

He was getting mad at me, his instincts were just on high alert.

However my everything shut down. He just confirmed my worst nightmare, there was something in this house.

My chest tightened in an unimaginable fear.

Fuck.

Blake kept pulling us deeper into the maze of the house, I finally started to see where he was taking us. We climbed a flight of stairs and before we could decide to turn left or right a nerve racking crash came from our left.

I actually thing my uterus dropped out of my vagina in fear.

Blue did the unthinkable.

He sprinted forward without even thinking.

He left me.

He was gone into the darkness and there was only my labored breathing and the paranoid feeling of someone behind me.

I slowly followed after Blake into the darkness.

I was practically shitting and pissing myself in fear.

I should probably just turn around and wait outside.

Nope that was a stupid plan to, and no way could I possibly make it out of this house without help.

I turned into the first room I came to. I stepped inside.

There was nothing much except a bed and a night stand with a lamp on it.

"Blue?!" I whispered out into the darkness.

I walked over towards the bed in the middle of the room, just to make sure he wasn't face down on the floor unconscious, when I felt it.

It was like a disruption in the air around me.

I didn't know what to do, so my instincts took over reminding me that I wasn't dying tonight.

I grabbed the lamp and swung around with it raised out.

It made a painfully contact with someone and they grunted in pain before tumbling to the ground. I screeched in fear.

But I knew one thing, I wasn't about to just hit this mother fucking demon once and then run around with it on my tail.

No.

Fuck that.

I jumped on top of it and repeatedly smashed the broken lamp into the figure who was groaning in pain and flailing trying to stop my attacks.

I heard pounding feet before the lights flickered on and my eyes connected with the freak I was currently straddling and murdering all at the same time.

The dick from the party.

My eyes snapped up when I heard Blue rush into the room.

He paused at the sight on me straddling this random guy who could sink through walls and floors.

I could finally breathe, before I realized that this little testicle had been fucking with us since we stomped through the doors.

I continued to pummel him with the broken lamp, till Blue rushed me and quickly lifted me off of the man.

His green eyes shined with pain as he stood staring at me.

"My love, I've come back for-"

I chucked the lamp and effectively hit him straight in the face.

"YOU LITTLE BITCH! YOU MADE ME SHIT MY SELF AND MY ORGANS! YOU SLIMMY LITTLE RAT TESTICLE. LET ME CHOKE HIM DAMNIT BLUE!" I struggled in Blake's grasp as he held me away from my homicide.

Because I was going to kill this bitch.

Blake was pissed and it could be clearly heard as he sucked the air out of the room and it cackled with anger.

"Who wants to tell me what the fuck it going on?" he barked.

Freezing me and the man.

I hope he electrocutes his balls.