I squeeze Jackie's hand, sensing something going on with her, and listen.
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I stand in the shadows, arms crossed watching. Jackie...a vampire? God... how long have I been gone? I take a deep breath before making my presence known, nervous now that Nic is here.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
I step into everyone's line of sight and up to face my afterlife. Nic looks hurt by the sight of me, just as nervous as I am.
"Jace Carter..." Hades muses, "Your afterlife..."
I materialize and a sharp pain like no other strikes through my shoulders and eyes. Dropping to my knees, demonic wings sprout from my back and my eyes glaze over a dark purple.
"An incubus," Hades finishes.
What? Fangs poke at my lips and a thirst scratches at my throat before everything disappears and I fall forward, unconscious.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
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