I wake up to my head throbbing. I'm still in the same metal bed I was in all before I got injected. I manage to snap my head over to my right, looking for Paige. While doing so, I feel something at my feet. Paige, however, is not on her bed. Her straps are ripped apart to shreds and it looks as empty as can be.
Oh, no. no, no, no. Did they take her?
just as I'm starting to freak out, I hear a familiar voice at my wrists now. My feet are free, and I can move them. I feel weird. I feel controlled. What did the serum do to me?
"You're going to be okay." Paige. She's breaking open my strap on my stomach now. It's weird. I feel this odd, dark feeling in my body. "They turned me into something...I never thought it could happen." she moves her face in front of mine and I see,
her eyes,
they are just like Liam's.
They are just like Isaac's.
yellow.
She's a werewolf.
They turned her into a werewolf.
I manage to smile but I feel weird, bad. She rips open my neck strap with her now new werewolf claws and I've now realized what I am. It's not good. Paige moves to look at my eyes, she looks concerned. She finally looks into my eyes and she panics. I raise up from my seat, now scowling. I manage to get one last sentence out of my mouth before the darkness truly took over me. I choke out,
"Go, Paige. Go!" I don't want to hurt her. Or do I? my mind is divided into black and white right now. I can't decide if I want to be good or bad. but I know in the end bad will take it's place, that's what the serum does. Paige gulps and runs, taking off for who knows where. Probably to Stiles and the others.
The others.
The others that hurt me. Did they really hurt me, though? Yes. No.
Yes.
The lyrics are pounding through my head, making me scream. I finally stand up and stretch my neck. Those straps really did put a strain on me. Not anymore. Dark thoughts roam my mind. I feel the need to hurt, to cause pain.
I know I shouldn't hurt anyone.
But it's like something is taking over me.
I try to speak, to tell myself to take control,
but I can't say any of my own words.
Or, at least, the words I'm thinking.
I start to walk, one foot over another.
I feel like I have bugs crawling all over me, like dirt is lodged in my brain.
I feel haunted.
Is this what he felt like?
I open my mouth, not controlling what I do. I start to mumble the words that have been eating at my brain for the longest time, except one word is different. One lyric at the beginning,
"The...girl cried...out 'please stop you're...scaring me'....I can't help this awful...energy...you should be scared of me..." I stop in my tracks, showing a gruesome grin. It's taken over me completely now. I can't help it. I open my mouth and scream,
"WHO IS IN CONTROL?!"
And just like that, the Dread Doctor's have taken over me with another one of their juices. The thing is, I've never felt more power. I know this isn't me, but it's like they've numbed me and now my thoughts, actions, and words, they've all been controlled. They are all dark.
They're all void.
I'm Void.
