My Turn! (Youtuber story.)

The incident..

{This is kinds gory but yeah. I tend to write long chapters so if you don't want to be reading a long story then this probably isn't for you. But please leave any comments even criticism. misspelled words or anything. what you like and don't like. it all helps me write this better so it wont be crappy to read along the way. but thank you so much for reading this. it does mean a lot to me. I hope you guys like it. and thx again! ^-^/ }

It's raining softly outside. The night is cold and dark. The sky only seemingly calm with slight drizzle only awaiting for the events of this night to unravel.
Jack and his beloved Signe are sound asleep together. Knowing nothing of what is happening in the room next to them

Sam's room.
Glass could be heard being broken and loud thrashing on the walls could also be heard. The last thing that was heard was a loud thud on the floor. As if something hard was thrown to the ground. Like bowling ball on a hard wood floor.
Signe woke up immediately, as if she just awoke from a nightmare. She said Sam's name in a whisper as she sat up in a cold sweat. Her heart was beating fast. She stood up from the bed and decided to go check on Sam, leaving Jack to sleep alone in the bed.

"Just gotta make sure their okay...then afterwards I can get some good sleep." Signe said as she walked to the next room by hers. Which of course was Sam's.
She opened their door and peeked into the room. Sam was sound asleep in their bed. Signe smiled and sighed. "Thank god.."
She walked over to the sleeping child and let the door draw open. She sat down on the bed and watched as Sam breathed in and out softly as they drift deeper into sleep or so it seemed.
"Such a beautiful creature...so pure...so precious..so innocent..." Chuckled a voice in the shadows of the room. The voice faded into Signe's mind. As if it was her thoughts speaking. "Look at em'. They're going to be all grown up one day. And they'll have complete control of the power within them. They'll be grown, strong, kind, and brave. With power of within...isn't it amazing?" The voice in her said as she stroked Sam's hair as they laid still.
The room grew even more darker and the rain was no longer in her perception.
"..You know this must be done..Sam can no longer live.." Her surroundings grew grim. Every color in the room grew gray and dim.
"..Not unless they have an equal. And for you Signe.. I'm going to make that solution a reality to this dilemma." Signe's hand began to move down to Sam's right eye. "So let me just take what I need to fix this...then I'll never come back..." She was now just only able to watch as her hand began to change. Black as a shadow and white sharp nails with a slight yellow tint to them. Her breathing wasn't steady and she was no longer in control of her body. A figure was appearing behind her. Grinning as he watched her become helpless and no longer in control as thoughts got in her head again.
"Just take it...for Sam.."
Her hand began to dig into Sam's eye. With her other morphed hand she muffled the screams from Sam as she dug deeper into their eye.
"A little more...you want to keep them alive don't you? You love them..so save them! Dig deeper." Tears began to form in her eyes.
She couldn't do anything to stop it. All she could do is watch as she hurts Sam. She had tears because all she could do was cry.
"...I-I can't...S-Sam..I-I'm so sorry..." She was able to muster out of her manipulated head.
"Wha? I'm sorry but you already dug in them. Look at them. Bleeding. Screaming. Kicking. Trying to pry you off. Then finally giving up. Now just go for it." Signe cried, knowing she's helpless and not strong enough to over come him. She began to pull out Sam's eye. Sam jerked up by the sudden pain again. Their sudden screams muffled. Signe closed her eyes shut and tears fell.
Her hand, with a swift motion, brought out the eyeball. Anti quickly went closer from behind her to get the eyeball out himself then quickly cut the eye ball out. Anti used his powers to make the smoke take a solid form and go into where the eye once was. The soft solid smoke he made would heal the eye just enough to keep Sam alive. Restoring everything. The blood. Gone.