Claude's POV

'Do you know why you're here?' Sam asks me, holding something in his hand.

'Because I killed your precious demon hunter?' I reply. I didn't care what he had to say, I was just worried about Raven.

'Yes, that. But also because I want to prove to everyone that Helstons aren't all that powerful as they say they are. You are an example, Claude. You are weak. When you were little you were weak. You still are. Why do you think that, Claude?'

'I don't know.'

'Oh, you know. You just don't want to tell me.' He sat down on a bench. 'I'll tell you; you were scared. You were scared that you'd hurt everyone. You were that six year old boy that hid in his house all day, not making any friends, not talking to anyone, hating himself, hating everyone around him. You're still that six year old boy. That's why you're still weak.'

'Well guess what, Sam,' I start to say 'That six year old boy came out hiding.' And almost suddenly, I rip the rope around me completely off. I stand up from the chair, the vein in my neck twitching. My fists clenched up.

I approach him, my hands wrap around his throat. 'Who's weak now, Sam?' He only laughs. I feel my eyes darken.

'You are,' he coughs.

There was a pause then an ear piercing shriek and I recognize it.

It's Raven.

I let go of Sam immediately and make a run for it, only to find something sharp pierce into my side and realize what Sam was holding a moment ago was a knife.

I fall on my knees, clutching my new wound, my clothes damp with blood.

'You're weak, Claude Helston,' I hear Sam say before my eyes close.

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Raven's POV

'What are you doing?' I exclaim, removing Dillan's hands from me but they slide back on 'Let go!' I push him.

'No,' he says, one of his hands held my wrists in place 'I'm gonna tell you what to do and you're going to do as I say bitch or its gonna get ugly,'

I struggle to escape his grasp 'Claude!!' I shout but he covers my mouth with his hand.

'You think I'll let Helston take you're virginity like he killed you're parents?'

'What did you s-say,' my voice shakes as his hand runs down the length of my neck.

'Didn't you know? He was there when your parents died. He just stood there and watched them die. He could've done something, he could've saved them but he chose not to.'

'You're lying!' I yell back into his face but I feel tears form in my eyes.

'Why would I lie to you?' He says in my ear. His hands are in the rim of my jeans and he attempts to slide them down.

I try pushing him away but I can't. My legs quiver in fear.

I'm helpless.

I let out a final shriek hoping that someone will come and save me.

But I know no one will.

(A/N short chapter again but I'm running out of ideas guys. I am now a potato plus I ate sushi today so nothing anyone says to me can harm me!!! *que criticisms*)