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Nobody could see if other than me. The monster crept closer and closer to me. I had to do something! I would rather it take me. Then hurt anyone else.

I close my eyes firmly shut, feeling the energy swarming inside. I put my hand out infront of me. I feel the fire coursing through my veins like a sudden bolt of electricity.

"Y/N!!!" They call out. "Y/N STOP IT!" I drone them out with the screeching of the monster instead. It's swaying from side to side, one long shadow like arm turning into a tornado.

Shit...

I turn and run towards the house carefully but quickly, hoping the monster wouldn't be able to see me. As I run closer to the house, I can see Will in the window. But not lying down.

Everyone is crowded around him. When they all stop and look at me, causing me to stop dead at the sight. Will is squirming around with black veins covering his body. Sweat has drenched the sofa and he won't stay still.

I walk up to the window, not caring if it caught me anymore. No wonder they shouted for me to stop. I wasn't killing the monster. I was killing Will...

I'm the monster...

I put my hand up to the window and the party walk to the other side. Will had calmed down, only wriggling slightly. Mike put his other hand on the window to copy mine.

"I love you" I whisper. He has tears in his eyes. In fact they all do. And out of no where, they all start banging on the glass, screaming.

I look down and see a shadow bigger then mine. I turn around and I'm face to face with the monster.

"You have got to be fucking kidding me" I mutter. I couldn't kill it. It would kill Will with it. I couldn't do that to them. To him. To his family.

I couldn't do anything. Because it would hurt everybody else. And even though I could faintly hear the party screaming for me behind, my full attention was on the shadow infront of me.

The only thing I could do, I did. I had to let it take me. Otherwise I would end up hurting someone just to save myself.

One long arm came swirling out from behind the body of the monster and became a sort of tornado type shape.

The banging became louder behind me. But I still didn't turn around. I couldn't. I had to face this on my own. There were 3 ways this could turn out.

1: It kills it's self in the process. 2: I kill it with no one harmed and I get out safely. And 3: I die...

The banging stops, or maybe it doesn't and it's just the other sounds drowning it out like a roar over a whisper.

I close my eyes tightly shut as I feel the cold brisk gush of air wrap around me. It constricted me like an anaconda to its pray. And in reality, it was just like that.

It was the snake, I was the pray. It was the hunter and I was the target. The cold air brushed against my skin, causing me to scream in pain.

It felt like thousands of tiny little needles piercing my skin. I dug my nails into my hands just to make my brain go to something else.

My life flashed before my eyes. Everything I've done in my life with the party. D'n'D. Staying up late. Trick of treating. Bike riding. Shopping. Games. Beating everyone -but Max- on Pacman.

Swimming. And then finding Will. Getting back El. Fighting for our lives the first time we met El. At the school.

The guys had chased us. The same guys that took me. And turned me into THIS.

THIS FREAKSHOW. El is cool, she can help the people. The party. The town. The world. I'm just a freak that should've died in the experiments. But didn't.

The air ran up my arms and legs, squeezing tighter and tighter. I was full on crying now from the pain as it still squeezed tighter. The smoke made its way up my waist and it stopped. On my neck.

I couldn't breathe. I was choking and spluttering everywhere. But no one could help. No one could save me so I hugged myself.

No matter how much I wanted to, I couldn't hurt it. I slowly stopped breathing and it seemed like the world went silent. Nothing.

No talking. No banging. No screeching. No pain anymore. I open my eyes to see my body go a pale white and my neck a dark purple.

Even though it was right in front of me, I couldn't hear it's screeching. I couldn't hear anything but the slowing of my breath.

Slower and slower it went. Until I could breathe no more...