gix

awsten knight & patty walters

Awsten's eyes opened slowly. Patty was crashing on his couch for a few days, due to a plane getting cancelled. But didn't explain the loud breathing in his ear and the loss of movement of his limbs.

He attempted to turn his neck to look at the clock on the light blue wall. It was at 3 am.

A sudden deep chuckle bellowed throughout the room.

Awsten took a gasp so sharp, his throat constricted.

Awsten threw his head towards the sound. A shadow like a figure stepped towards him.

The shadow man's face was revealed. Its face was long, it's hair long and frizzed, matted with blood. Its smile was lined with rows upon rows of shark teeth, like a shark.

Then, the figure spoke in a scratchy, deep voice.

"Awsten Constantine Knight, you have been on my list for the longest time. The only thing I was waiting for was Lindsey Taylor girl's death, to free myself from her attachment. I suggest you invest in some of Daddy's good old water, my dear sinner.." The thing laughed and snapped his fingers.

Awsten was knocked out cold.

In fact, Awsten didn't wake until Patty shook him awake, the next morning.

"Man, wake up! We have plans, Awsten!" Patty yelled.

Awsten sat up very quickly, his chest rising and falling in fast concessions.

Patty's voice dropped to voice levels.

"Dude! Are you okay?" Patty asks concernedly.

When Awsten tried to speak, a violent cough racked his body. Blood spattered the navy bed sheets.

"Oh my god! Do I call the ambulance?!" Patty asked.

Awsten was holding his stomach.

"Get me a fu-" Awsten coughed hard again. "fucking trash can. I think I'm going to puke."

Patty's eyes widened, but then he ran out of the room.

Awsten turned violently to the left, his face muscles clenching in pain.

Patty walked back in the room, holding a small, black office trash can.

"Yo, yo, yo here, hurl here." Patty put the trash can into Awsten's stomach.

Awsten took a shaky breath.

Suddenly, the entirety of Awsten's stomach dumped into the trash can, along with about a pint of blood.

Patty wrinkled his nose at Awsten's barf.

"Yeah, you were going to the emergency room. Come on, " Patty attempted to pull Awsten up, as Awsten groaned loudly. "Dude, do I have to carry you?"

"Ye-" Awsten hacked again. "Yes, absolutely. Do that."

Patty took a deep breath and heaved Awsten off of his bed and carried him out the door, to Patty's car.

When Patty put Awsten in the front seat, Awsten's limbs started spasming and shaking.

"Bro! What is wrong with you?" Patty wondered out loud, as he took out his phone to call an ambulance.

Awsten's eyes rolled into his head, as he spoke in a deep and gravelly voice.

"I am the ancient demon Gix, and you are violating my Hunger. If you leave now, you will be spared." His voice echoed through the muddy parking lot.

Patty froze.

"Awsten, quit fucking with me, dude."

"You have three seconds to stop interfering in my Hunger, Patrick Thomas Walters."