Ronny's POV;
I woke up, tied to Kat's bed. Just great. How the hell am I going to get out?! I looked at a crystal ball that lies on the night stand next to me. I was horrified with what I saw, Cindy's house was up in flames. I know we both didn't care for her much... But damn! I then saw a smiling hooded figure... Kat!
I then heard a knock at the door, "Hello?!" The voice shouted... It sounded like Tommy... "UP HERE! HELP!" I screamed. I heard the locked being picked and the door opening, "Ronny?! That you?! Tommy's voice rang clear, "YEAH MAN! HELP!" I screamed. I heard his footsteps up the stairs, "IN HERE!" I yelled. The door swung open and there stood Tommy. "What happened to you?!" Tommy asked, "Kat tied me up! She wants revenge and she has black magic!" I cry. "Oh shit..." Tommy says.
"Don't worry man, I'mma get you outta here and we're gonna stop her." Tommy says, kneeling down and starting to untie me. I smile at him and look up into the hall. There I see the masked and hooded figure... Kat. She waves at me and starts walking toward us. "Tommy." I say in fear, "What?" He asks laughing at me. "Behind you." I say. He stands up looking at me strange and turning around. He sees Kat and screams, she pulls him close, takes off her mask and hood, then sinks her teeth into his neck.
He screams, but soon is silenced. "Tommy!" I scream, she smiles at him as blood trickles down her lips. "Kat, why?" I ask, "They betrayed us, Ronny." Kat said looking at me. I heard a low groan then a loud hiss, I watched as Tommy rose to his feet. He was pail and his eyes turned to white, but the black pupil remained. He smiled at me, showing me his fangs.
"W-what did you do to Tommy?!" I cried, "He is now my undead slave." Kat said coldly. She turned to Tommy, "I sentence you to kill Jessica, Tiffany, and Kohl. Bring me back each of their heads, you may even receive a prize." Kat said to Tommy. "Yes master." Tommy said nodding. He then left, going to do the deed for Kat - his master.
She turned to me and smiled, "You will be my favorite." Kat says smiling at me, "A demon who can morph into whatever they'd like." Kat says smiling to me. She retied all the nots, tighter than before, "This won't hurt a bit." She said smiling. She closed the door and turned off all the lights, only lighting on single candle. She laid it by the window and went back to me. She placed her hands above me, over my heart. She then said some words that I could not understand.... It was not English, it didn't sound like anything I had ever heard before...
But when she finished, my eyes snapped shut, and I felt myself beginning to change. I felt my nails growing longer than before, and two horns beginning to sprout from my head, a long tail sprouting from my lower back, and I say purple and blue in my eyelids... But like Kat said, it didn't hurt a bit...
My eyes then snapped open and Kat was smiling. She then kneeled down, untying me. I sat up, I then looked down at my wrists... Noticing that my skin was now dark red... It reminded me of dry blood. I got up and looked to the mirror, everything looked fine, except my skin tone, my eyes, and the horns. My eyes were bright red, and horns were white as can be, and as I said before my skin was dark red. I then looked at my hands, I had long black claws... I looked up at the mirror and smiled, my teeth were white and pointy like a monster's.
I then turned to the side, seeing a long red tail, the end had a pointy triangle. "What have you done?!" I cry, "Improved you. You can transform. Into whatever you'd like." She says shrugging. "Now you are one of my kind." She says smiling, "But I must go now, I have business to attend to." Kat says, she turns to the window, reveling her black demonic wings to me and flying off, out the window...
Great... I'm not fully human anymore. I close my eyes and think, what do I want to look like right now? I open my eyes to see I have black hair, all to one side, blue eyes, pale human skin, normal human lips, and I'm in my clothes from before. I looked much better, I looked human. I ran outside looking up to the night sky, I didn't see Kat anywhere.
I kneeled down and began to cry... Everyone we've ever known is going to die... EVERYONE.
Kat's POV;
I was after Rachael now, she could not escape me. I flew through her bedroom window and waited for her, in her closet. I hear her footsteps in the room and the door being closed. I heard her sit on her bed and thought it was time to have some fun.
Rachael's POV;
I sat on my bed, wondering how Ronny and Kat are... I hope they're both okay... I began painting my nails and humming an old song I heard on the radio a while back... One way or another, I think it was... Anyway, it seemed like a fitting song for a stalker... Or maybe a murderer. Ha even better would be a stalker-murderer... But I wasn't one of those.
I noticed my light was starting to flicker, strange... There was no storm out... Maybe it's just a shortage, I'll tell dad when he gets home later. But then I heard a voice, awfully close, it whispered to me, "Don't forget." The voice sounded oddly familiar... I heard movement and turning to face it, I found myself staring at my closet... Fear overwhelming me... No one was home to save me if whatever is stalking me has deadly intentions...
I then saw a skeleton-gloved hand, reaching out the crack of my closet door slowly. My eyes widened, I was about to scream... But I was so petrified that I couldn't make a sound, I only managed to drop my jaw and stare terrified at it. "Don't forget." The voice repeated louder and more smugly.
I finally figured out how to scream, and let out a scream that hurt my lungs and ripped my throat. Tears raced down my face as the door opened more. "WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!" I screamed, the door swung open fully and I saw a figure, the thing wore a cloak with skeleton-gloved hands. The thing looked up at me, a skeleton mask covering it's face. "Hello, Rachael." The voice said, I then recognized the voice fully... It was Kat!

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Don't Forget
TerrorA group of friends go out to a party late at night. They kick the "lame" friend to the side... But eventually things take a sinister turn and they'll pay for what they did. Revenge is a dish best served cold.