#WritcoStoryChallenge

The car sped through the dark night, it's headlights flashing, warning the incoming traffic of the urgency of the situation. Pedestrians and the entire flow of traffic parted like the red sea to clear a path for the duo. If Charlie were any more tired than he already was, it would seem almost by a mysterious understanding of the situation, and utmost respect towards his passenger, the civilians had somehow gleaned. Charlie drove ever onwards , The Wichita skyline growing dimmer and smaller each passing moment. Charlie sat in silence for what seemed like forever; unable to find words to Express how he felt, let alone say them in a way that Jack would understand in this state. The cold stare, never wavering or even blinking from thr rearview mirror, remained locked on him. The Stone of Aakash seemed to be doing it's Job of containing him and keeping him locked in the Aspect of Savagery, that has begun calling itself, Cringe as they might, 'Alpha'

'...hes still in there. If that crazy redneck has any idea what he's talking about, then he has to be in there. That...thing...is him. Just not all of him. He may not have control over which one is driving him around, but if there's one thing I've learned that will never change...'

"Fuck You...


....idiot."

'Jack is an asshole...doesn't matter which one is babbling at you..'