Matthias had just enough time
to lay the food on the table before he found himself sprawled out on the
floor. Shaking off the stars that had just popped up before his eyes, he
slowly sat up and turned his head in time to see a swift fist catch him
in the jaw. His head jerked back and blood began to trickle down from a
busted lip.
Rage overtook Matthias and he sprang
up on his feet rounding off on Nathaniel. He was almost taken aback at
the sight of Nathaniel's violet eyes. The jealousy and anger were both
thick in his eyes. Matthias hesitated just enough for Nathaniel to charge
toward him and punch him in the gut. That did it. Matthias let the change
partially take him. His eyes stayed that unnatural green of his but the
pupils became slitted like a cats, and the green of the iris bled into
the whites of his eyes until the feral eyes of a werecat were all that
was left showing from that handsome face. He also let the claws of his
beast burst forth as well. The better to maul you with my dear Nathaniel,
he thought bitterly.
He leapt with preternatural speed toward
the young man hoping to get a few swipes in himself. "I am more than through
dealing with the crap you have been dishing me since I came here. Now I'm
going to make you suffer as you have made me suffer." Matthias' voice was
low and tinged with an undercurrent of growling. He lashed out at Nathaniel,
ripping down his chest, drawing blood and ruining the T-shirt that Nathaniel
wore. Nathaniel howled in pain and rage then allowed his eyes to bleed
from violet to green. Matthias watched as his enemy allowed claws to burst
forth from his fingers as well. Hmmmm...he thought. This is it. It is for
real this time.
Matthias rushed forth and landed a blow
across Nathaniel's jaw, snapping his head back. Grabbing a wad of Nathaniel's
hair, he jerked Nathaniel's head back in preparation of ripping his throat
out. Just then, a pain welled up at the base of Matthias' spine. Nathaniel
had plunged his claws into Matthias' back causing him to jerk away from
the young man and hunch down on the ground.
Matthias tried to move, finding it difficult,
but possible. He steeled himself for a next assault by Nathaniel and hoped
he would be quick enough to fend it off. If he didn't watch himself, he
was going to end up dead. The kid hated him enough to do it. He needed
to get Nathaniel before Nathaniel got him.
