The Demon Inside (Discontinued)

Road Trip

Author's note: This video shows the noise that Wallace emits when in his inhuman form. Use headphones!
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Wallace's POV

Dream.

I stared intently at myself in my human-sized mirror with an upset look.

Why couldn't all this be a dream?

I punched the mirror as it got a huge crack on it which distorted my image a little and all I felt was physical pain on the backs of my fingers. I didn't feel feel bad upon breaking the mirror even though would always feel bad whenever I broke or damaged something. This time, I didn't feel a thing.

I closed my eyes and held my head with both of my hands and screamed at nothing for a few seconds. I got on my knees and opened my eyes to look at myself in the cracked mirror. My teeth were turning into their razor sharp version again along with the rest of my body turning black.

I took off my t-shirt before it got torn away as my size was increasing slowly and I began to levitate.

It doesn't hurt anymore.

I stared intently again at myself through the sunlight coming in through the window as the lights in the room had stopped working. I opened my mouth and stared at the inside of it.

Wait a minute... Where's my fucking tongue?!

I opened my mouth wider and there was no trace of my tongue. I couldn't believe that I hadn't noticed it earlier but I couldn't put much blame on myself. I also noticed how my teeth matched my black skin color, making it look like I had no mouth at all in dim light conditions.

I growled like an animal, picked up the mirror using my telekinesis and threw it to my side so it would completely break that time. I then heard someone knock on my door and I took about a minute to calm myself down so I could turn back to my human form. By the time I was back to normal, I was expecting the person at the door to have thought the house was empty and left but I went downstairs anyway to open my front door.

I saw Milton with a car behind him in the middle of the road. "Are you ready for your first day of training?"

"Training? I thought you meant lessons on how to control myself?"

"They're pretty much the same thing, son.", he smiled.

"Alright. I- I'm ready."

"Good! Now I'll give you some time to get ready."

"Alright.", I rushed back to my room and put on a black pair of jeans along with a plain white plaid shirt that I didn't tuck in. I walked back downstairs and locked my door once I got out.

I saw Milton standing there, leaning on the door of the driver's seat. Once he saw me, he smiled, turned around and walked towards the really ordinary-looking grey car. I saw Leah in the back seat with a bored look on her face. I had to go around the car to get to the passenger seat as Milton sat down in the driver's. As soon as I put on my seatbelt, I looked behind me to see Leah in normal clothes instead of the skin-tight clothing she wore the day before. She was wearing a light colored sweatshirt that looked quite old-fashioned along with a pair of jeans and sneakers. 

"Hey, uh...", I took a moment to think as she looked at me, "About chopping my arm off yesterday, I forgive you for that.", I smiled.

In a jiffy, she took out a small knife and put it against my throat, applying more and more pressure by each second as my neck started to bleed. "I didn't ask for your forgiveness."