Some Witches Need Anger Management

"Truth or dare?" Kaicius snarled, "Really?"

"The choice is yours, demon." she replied.

Kaicius glared up at me for several moments before turning his gaze to Victoria, "Fine."

She walked over to him, "So, tell me, what do you fear Kaicius? Hmm? What makes your black heart run cold?"

"What kind of question is that?" Kaicius spat.

"You could always take the dare," Victoria teased. Kaicius went quiet then, and a glint appeared in Victoria's eyes, "That's what I thought."

With that said, Kaicius began to tremble, but no noise came from him; he was just shaking so much as if he would break from the effort he was trying to keep himself together. His lips moved like they were mouthing something, but no words came out.

Fuck it! No! Come on Kian! If she hurt him... she would never forgive herself.

That thought alone caused my stomach to churn. I couldn't loose Kian, and I couldn't lose Victoria either. I wouldn't be here without them helping me to clear my name, and without Victoria I would have gone to pieces when Kian disappeared.

The final battle was coming, and the world was going to need them both is we had any chance of winning. I needed them both.

This is not how it bloody ends! I can't give up!

"Vic!" I shouted, getting her attention. I could see the fear in my Mum's eyes as she watched me, "Leave him alone! You don't want to do this."

Victoria laughed then and pointed the knife at me, "Don't worry, Alec, you will get your turn to play."

"I won't let you hurt anyone, Vic."

My hands began to shake, I tried to concentrate like Kian had taught me to postpone the change. The edges of my vision started to get misted.

"None of us deserve anything better," Victoria said as she made her way over to me, "We can't beat Lilith!"

"Maybe not," I grimaced, pain shooting through my hands as I felt my claws begin to grow, "But, doesn't mean we should just give up."

My arms burned as thick brown fur began to push it's way up out of my skin, the pain brought tears to my eyes as Victoria bent down in front of me.

"Who said I'm giving up?" she asked, "I'm just getting rid of the baggage."

She placed the tip of the knife against my cheek as long, thick teeth burst their way out of my gums making me scream. My eyesight began to mist over and all I could focus on was my Mum who had tears running down her face.

"Go on, Alec," Victoria smiled, "Transform... let it all out."

The pain in my head was unbearable, my ears popped as my entire being erupted with heat. My bones broke and reset, my joints cracked, and my muscles stretched until there was no way that any part of my body could contain them. They felt like they burst free from my skin as they ripped outwards. A low growl escaped my throat as my claws extended. With every breath, my body expanded, stretching until it felt as though it might snap right off. It was hard to feel, harder still to think, but somehow I clung to consciousness.

No! I can't let it take over!

A wave of hot energy flowed through my veins as the pain in my head faded and my claws ripped through the restraints. I opened my mouth, a howl escaping as I stood upright in one motion and launched myself onto Victoria.

She threw us into the middle of the circle, her hands closed around my neck as we smashed into each other and went flying into the ground.

I landed on top of her, pinning her to the down as I panted heavily. Her eyes were wide with glee as she stared up at me.

"There you are..." she smiled, "The real you."

A low growl rumbled in my chest as she reached out and gripped my hair. She pulled roughly forcing my head back as she pressed the knife to my throat. There was no room left inside for mercy or grief. I felt only anger.

Anger that she could ever dare harm us. This whole situation was wrong. All I could feel was rage, and that was bad. Rage always led to destruction and pain, and we had been through enough.

"Let your anger out Alec!" Victoria said, "You need to feel it! Hold that anger close and let it consume who you are!"

Her grip tightened further on my head and her fingers dug into my scalp as I felt myself starting to falter under her control.

"Come on Alec... don't fight it!" she whispered as I felt the blade dig slightly into my neck. Blood dripped down onto her  hand, staining her knuckles. "Feel the pain... embrace it! Embrace who you are!"

It took everything I had left not to respond. I wanted to. More than anything else in the world I wanted to lash out, to tear her apart, to release my pent up emotions. But, instead I forced myself to stay still. I felt my body click and break itself back into place. My claws retracted back into my fingers, and my vision slowly returned to normal, as did my arms.

"That's not who I am," I said, tears falling down my face as I looked down at her, "And, this is not who you are, Vic. It's not. Pain and anger is a part of all of us, but we shouldn't ever let it define us. There is so much more to life than just winning. It's about what you stand for, and trust me I know what you're feeling. I felt that anger too, but with a little help from some great friends... I moved on."

"What the hell are you saying?" Victoria asked then, her eyes flashing.

"I'm saying that maybe some witches need anger management. You are my friend, and it dosen't really matter if we win or not, what matters is that we do it together as a family."

"Family?" she scoffed.

"Yeah. Being good isn't hopeless." I carried on, as I saw the hint of doubt cross her face. "Not if we face our demons together. It isn't easy, I know that, but all that hurt, the suffering... we can't change any of it."

"We can make sure that it never happens again!" Victoria replied, "Burn the world so that nobody has to suffer like we have!"

"That suffering, it makes us who we are." I replied, "It bloody hurts, and it's not fair... I know that more than anyone! But, I am stronger, a better person because of what I've been through, and so are you. You are better than you give yourself credit for. Your my friend." I smiled down at her as I saw bright green eyes staring back at me, "Vic?"

Victoria immediately dropped the knife and began to cry, so I pulled her into hug as she sobbed.

"It's okay," I said, trying to comfort her, "We can't be strong all the time..."

In that moment, it didn't matter that Lilith was still out there planning to take over Heaven and Hell. It didn't matter that Michael was laying in a tunnel somewhere beneath us in desperate need of medical help, and it didn't matter that Kian was gone and Kaicius was back in control... all that mattered to me was comforting my friend, because she was right; you can be the best person possible and yet still loose in the end.

But, the end wasn't here quite yet.