Chapter 9: Changed

Jacov walked cheerfully towards the little covered stream that was his and Alon's winter meeting place. His da had decided to give him a free day as his birth month was nearing. Although it was cold, Jacov couldn't wait to surprise Alon with a visit during the day.
As Jacov slid across the frozen stream, he opened his mouth to call out a greeting. However, he jumped behind a tree as a strong aura of defensive terror met him. He slowly peeked his head from behind the tree, scanning for Alon. Was he hurt? Was he in danger?
A frustrated cry came from beside the stream followed by the crack of ice. Jacov's head snapped to the side, looking for a sign of threat. What he saw was his love crouched by the broken water, head bowed. Alon was shaking with his hands clenched in white knuckled fists. Jacov slowly stepped out of his cover. "Alon, what's going on?"
Alon swung around and fell on his back. He sat up quickly and scrambled away. "No! Go, now!"
Jacov walked towards Alon, snow clumping on his pant-legs. "What's happening?" The closer Jacov came, the more panicked Alon became.
"Don't come near me!" Alon stumbled to his feet and threw an handful of snow at the other. "I'll kill you! I can't kill you!"
Jacov stopped in his tracks and watched as Alon's grey eyes swirled with red tints. They flitted back and forth looking for an escape. Jacov picked up a sense of an emotion he'd never seen before except for...Alon's memory. It was a watered down version of that uncontrollable insanity. Jacov took a step back when realization lit his mind. Alon was about to lose control of his demon.
Alon turned as if to run but doubled over, clutching his stomach. "Agh!" a pained yell came. He fell to his side, curled into himself with his eyes squeezed shut. Jacov didn't move. What was happening?
It was only a few moments in a frost filled silence before Alon's body wept limp. Jacov's heart began to beat faster. Was Alon unconscious? Was he dead?!
Then Alon stirred, his eyes blinking open slowly. He sat up shakily and turned to look at Jacov but once his eyes set on his love, he leapt to his feet. Jacov jumped back in surprise and his breath caught in his throat when he saw Alon's deep red irises.
Alon straightened up in a stiff, strict posture. He brushed the snow off his body with quick jerky movements. Then he looked at Jacov.
Jacov could not suppress a shiver at the cold, vacant look that Alon rested on Jacov's face. Alon cocked his head to the side, looking almost intrigued. The changed boy walked up to Jacov and circled him closely. Alon stopped in front of Jacov without any expression. Then his eyes narrowed and his face split in a cruel grin.
"You are Jacov, are you?" Alon said. Jacov's breath hitched. He couldn't respond.
Jacov's whole body tensed as Alon began circling him again. "Alon told me not to hurt you. I promised I wouldn't." A cold hand snaked up and caressed Jacov's cheek and an arm wrapped itself around his chest. Jacov began shivering as Alon pulled their bodies together. Breath stirred the hair around Jacov's ear. "Alon always honors a promise. I am not Alon."
Jacov heard a small click as a knife left it's sheath. Cold steel pressed itself to his mouth and twisted. "It's not what Alon wants, lover boy." Jacov's shivering increased.
"A-Alon, p-p-please-"
"Alon isn't here right now!" Jacov gasped as the metal bit into his flesh, slicing a clean line down his lip. Warm blood fell from the cut and dripped down Jacov's chin. 
Alon's grip around Jacov's waist tightened. "Don't speak anymore, love. I'm going to have my fun with you." Alon turned Jacov quickly and shoved him to the ground. Alon pinned Jacov and positioned the knife against his cheek. "You're a pretty little boy, Jacov and Alon loves you oh so very much. However, it's an unfortunate joy of mine to want my host to suffer. He's too easy to aggravate, though." The knife pressed harder and Alon's face twisted in a scowl. "Just my luck to be trapped in the body of such a wuss. My luck for him to keep me hidden! He wants me gone; dead! Oh, no. This will destroy him." A sick grin broke across and Alon leaned in until his was not even an inch from Jacov's face. "Killing you will set me free."
"N-no!" Jacov whimpered. It tore him apart to see Alon like this. Strike that; this was not Alon. This was not Alon at all. 
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A/N: IM GETTING IMPATIENT! ...and so I've split the chapter and given yinz guys a cliffhanger. After this TEH TRUE DRAMA IS STARTING :'D