Mutation

"KADAJ!!!!"

He turned around, and I shot him in the shoulder. Fuck going for the kneecaps, that has got to end.

Kadaj pulled away from Damon's bed, and that's when I saw it clearly. My own brother had driven a knife through my lover's heart.

"You fucking bastard!" I shot him twice more. Through the stomach and then the kneecap for good measure.

He fell to the floor, holding his belly with his one good arm. "He deserved it Yazuu! For what he did to me... for hurting you...." He was going to say more, but I cut him off.

"You hurt me first Kadaj, when you raped him. Did he deserve that? Did he deserve having your blood forced down his throat? You knew it could kill him, and you didt it anyways. Ever since I brought him home, you've acted like a jealous brat."

He started to protest, but I wasn't about to let him speak.

"Why couldn't you accept him Kadaj? Do you want me to be alone and miserable for the rest of my life?"

I moved to Damon's body and pulled out the knife. I could still feel the warm blood on my hands, before I allowed the blade to fall to the floor. "You always said you were going to kill him. Looks like you finally did. You killed my finace."

I knew those words would hit him hard, but at the moment I felt as though I had lost everything.

"Yazuu... I, I'm sorry. But he..." I held up my hand for Kadaj to stop. I didn't want to hear any excuses.

"Look, I'm not saying what he did was right, but he's not the only one at fualt here." I was trying to fight the oncoming tears, and I was loosing.

"You started this Kadaj, five months ago. You could have done the right thing, and told us about it right away. But no, you let it fester and grow until it became worse." I glanced up, and he was looking at me with those sad eyes. He wasn't going to get away with using them this time.

"You say he scarred you and left you in pieces. What do you think you did to him? He still bares the scars of what you did to him on both his body and in his mind." I closed my eyes and tried to swallow the lump in my throat.

"He still has nightmares about it, did you know that? There have been many nights when I have woken up to his muffled screams. His body covered in sweat and trembling, trying to beak free of invisible bindings. It varies from night to night. Sometimes he's begging for you to stop, other times he's pleading for the doctors to leave him alone. But nearly everynight, when he's begging for you and the doctors to leave him be, he's crying out." My voice nealy cracks, and I have to take a deep breath.

"He cries out for me, Kadaj. Wondering why I am not there to stop it, and to keep him safe. Do you know how much it breaks my heart to hear him like that?"

I open my eyes to see Kadaj lower his head, and I wipe away my tears. I think he started muttering some lame excuses about trying to protect me, but I cut him off again. I was just tired of all of this, and I felt hollow.

"I hate you Kadaj." That shut him up quickly. "I hate you both right now."

I buried my face in my hands and started sobbing. Kadaj couldn't go anywhere just yet, he knee and stomach not healed enough. I think he was crying as well.

I don't know how long we were there, the two of us hurting and mourning for different reasons. When something scarred the living daylights out of both of us.

It was a soft groan coming from Damon's lips. He should have been dead, I know that Kadaj got his heart. But he lays there, his breathing shallow, as his body continues to heal.

Does this mean he's one of us now?