Midnight: You Haven't Seen The Evil Yet

Chapter Twelve

Abigail winced and as like before a horrid pain went through her. Maybe she was going back to normal?! Excitement overcame her as the pain did too. Soon dark spots began to creep into the corner of her eyes, then everything became dark. As Abigail opened her eyes minutes later she saw her arms, and her legs again she let out a cry of joy. She sat up laughing flexing her fingers, "Oh thank God!" She cried in relief still examining herself. She couldn't be any more excited, then the time when she got that doll for her fifth birthday! "Oh I'm so happy now!" She laughed falling back onto the bed.
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"Hold her down!" Cried one squid. Midnight thrashed even more as they attempted to contain her. She wouldn't do anything without a fight, not after they just killed her Father, Anne, and Gracen! "No!" She wailed as more squids came to hold her down. Glancing up in the corner was The Squid King, and he was watching delighted. Midnight growled trying to get up, but the squids had her in place now. Slowly one squid with a needle walked up from one side, then another with a needle from the other side. In unison they stabbed the needles in her arms. Midnight wailed and let out a agonizing cry of pain. She could only watch a liquid from both needles being injected. "Stop it! Please!" She begged not daring to move, while the needles were still in her very arms. Lastly a squid stepped out of the shadows holding a huge needle, and it was filled with a glowing white substance. As she pleaded for no more of this, the squid jammed the needle into her neck......................................................Midnight shot up in her bed soaked in her own sweat. After Aaron had ran off (and still hadn't been found) it seemed all her nightmares, and her past memories had come back to haunt her. Swinging her legs over the bedside Midnight, held out both of her arms and rolling up her sleeves carefully. On each arm in the same spot were the scars of the first two needles. Sighing she got up and looked in the mirror, and turning her head a bit. To then see the longest scar from the needle that changed her forever. With a shaky hand she allowed her fingers to come in contact with the scar. All she felt was the lump of regrown skin, and the painful reminders of her mistakes. Sometimes she felt as if she were outside herself. The white eyed female in the mirror couldn't be her...Could it? As always reality sunk in and it was always her. Lost in thought Midnight remembered the decision she almost made right before Aaron was born, she didn't want a child to have a hybrid for a mother! Better yet a Herobrine Hybrid for a mother! What kind of child could love a white eyed, terrifying, killer that was known for what she did as a little girl. Before Aaron's birth she thought about restoring herself to the way she was...Like so long ago. Alas something stopped her the usual. Now look what's worse her child in fact doesn't love her! She saw the look on his face hours before, she could practically feel all of Aaron's hatred for her. That's when Midnight realized why he hated her she was never around, she was busy with the camp, she barely spent time with him, and now she was engaged and allowing someone else in her life. No wonder her son loathed her! Sadder then ever Midnight opened her bedroom door, and trudged down the hall weeping.

(Aaron's POV)
{A/N: Things will be misspelled on purpose since Aaron is three!}
As the nise lady opned tha dor, and let mi in...I looked four my new frend. Then she sudenly cam don tha stares. "Aaron?" She sayd. I smild at hur. "Hi!" I replyd. Then ranned up and huged hur.