The Master and I followed the trail of ruin until we finally caught up to them. They all were beaten bloody but wouldn't give up fighting. That's when things started to slow down. Suddenly Crowley appeared behind Loki, oh my Loki, and stabbed him through the back. I pulled myself out of the Masters grasp and stumbled to Loki's side. I grabbed at his wound, trying so hard to stop the blood from draining completely. That crimson red on his pale skin, it just didn't fit. Once the flow started to slow, he whispered to me "Help them, I'll be fine." I didn't want to leave, but the look he gave me got me on my feet.
Everything became a blur after that. Between my shouts of hatred and the blows I threw at Crowley, Hannibal, Moriarty and whoever else there was in my way, I could hardly tell my change of feeling. In those moments I went from the feeling of unity with these monsters to the feeling of betrayal and hate toward them. And soon, I was at Caroline's side.
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FanfictionAs a teenager, Caroline is going through quite a stressful time in her life. As a girl with a few health issues this makes it a little harder. As a fangirl, her day is quite emotional as well. What happens when these things turn out to be much bette...
