{Changing}

Just a dream..

{Winn's POV}
It had been about a week since I made peace with my mom. I hadn't realized how much of my baggage was from her abandoning me. I sat on my couch playing an old Mario cart game. I remembered playing Mario cart in my room with the volume turned all the way up, when I was a kid, so I couldn't hear my parents fighting.
I'd be up until 1 or 2 am waiting for them to stop screaming so I could go to bed. The noise would stop and my mom would silently peak her head into my room. Tuck me into bed and apologize for how loud she and my father were being. She always told me that they were talking about money or some adult stuff like that, but they were really arguing over me. Stop thinking about that! He's gone. Dead. You reconnected with your mom. That's all in the past now. I thought, looking up from my screen, that had been saying "you died!" The whole time I was thinking
(A/N I don't know much about Mario cart, sOrry.)
I checked my phone. The time read 12:45. I closed my game, got up and got ready for bed. It was hard for me to fall asleep that night, I kept thinking about my father. What if he's not dead? What if he's hiding out somewhere plotting some evil scheme? I thought.
Stop! That's all in the past! Go to sleep!
I payed my head down and within and hour I was asleep.
~ I was sitting in a warehouse. It was big, with high ceilings and pipes running up and down the walls.
"Son" my father said , standing in front of me.
"I feel you. That anger, that paranoia. Use it! You could do great things if you let me help you." He said in his normal taunting tone.
"I'll never let you help me" I spat.
"Come on, Winn. You and me, we're the same. You said it your self, we look the same we talk the same, we are good at he same things. We are linked."
"We-we are not linked" I said getting angrier and angrier by the minute.
"The anger you're feeling right now, use it." He hissed.
"I thought you might need a bit of persuasion." He said turning on a light at the back of the room.
My eyes wide when I saw Kara, James, Alex and....my mom, all unconscious and tied to chairs.
"You see the last time I tried to help you. You disobeyed me. That's not going to happen this time had said. He signalled four men to come over. Each holding something different. One by one the grabbed my friends violently by the arm, waking them up. They started beating them.
One was hitting and cutting Kara with a shard of Kryptonite.
One was using a bat to repeatedly hit Alex in the stomach.
One was holding a knife to my mothers throat, threatening to stab it through.
The last was punching James anywhere he could.
"See if you had just participated, none of this would of been happening." My father said pointing my friends who were all bloody and looking at me and my father weak and scared.
"LET THEM GO!" I yelled getting angrier and angrier.
"That's it, Winn!" My father hissed at me.
"You just need a little more motivation." He said pointing to the masked man who was holding a barley conscious Kara by her upper arm.
He then pulled out a knife, the blade glowing green, he forcefully stabbed it into Kara's stomach. Kara eyes widened and she collapsed.
"NO!!" I screamed, grabbing a gun my father had just holding from his pocket. I pulled the trigger four times shooting all fire men right i the chest. I ran over to my friends. I nelt down and picked up Kara limp body and rested jf on my knees. She barely had a pulse.
I the realized what I had done. Killed them. I was now a murderer. No matter what they did I killed them. And I was okay with it...~
I shot up from my laying down position. I was sweating bull- a lot. Tears started to form in my eyes as I lowered my head into my hands. I couldn't be turning into him. I couldn't be.