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*Aiden's POV*

I couldn't find him anywhere. I ran at speeds I didn't think possible, searching all around my house, trying to find where he could have hidden, and anytime I would almost fall, somehow I'd manage to catch myself perfectly, but stopping in place was more of a challenge than I realized. I had already crashed and put holes into the walls of the house, something I know my aunt would be furious about, but I didn't care at the moment.

Clair's voice followed me where ever I went, pleading constantly for me to calm down. I brushed off her words the second they hit me. I wouldn't have it. He had changed me, stopped my heart, killed me. A new kind of rage had over taken me, over powering any and all sense that would have taken root.

I wasn't even sure what would happen when I found him, but I never stopped looking. Figuring he had to of left the house, I rushed for the front door, but stopped short as it flew open. Paul rushed inside, shoved me away and hurried to Clair. I wasn't sure when he had left, but figured it anybody knew where Tucker was, it would be him.

Alec walked in behind him and grabbed hold of my wrist, then began pulling me to the back door.

"We have to go, now!"

Paul's voice was heavy with worry and for the first time, it didn't send chills down my spine. I tried to ask what was going on, where Tucker was, but my voice was cut off by Alec's words.

"Shera is on her way, we have to get him out of here."

He sounded bored. A heavy annoyence sliped from his tongue the more he spoke. I didn't know who was talking about, or what was going on, but I intended to find out. Throwing myself free from his grip, I stumbled back from the force of my new found strength before Paul grabbed hold of me, then demanded to know what was going on.

"We don't have time, Aiden. Please, just let us get you out of here!"

Never before had she every sounded so terrified, and if it wasn't for my current state of mind, I probably would have listened. Slapping Alec's hand once again as he reached out, and pulling myself from Paul's grip, I took another step back and demanded to know where Tucker was, and an explanation as to who or what Shera is.

A loud crash echoed through the house, silencing my words, and making everyone stand still. I could hear heavy snarling coming from the living room, yet something told me to stay away from it. Another crashed sounded, this time even closer than before. If I still had a heartbeat, I'm sure it would be going crazy, drowning out every other sound. A feeling in my gut suddenly made itself known, sending waves of panic all throughout me. Never before had I felt a fear like this, and never again did I want too.

Another crash broke the silence, this time followed by a scream. The noise chilled me to my core, sending waves of fear all throughout my frame. The crashes grew even closer, yet none of us could find the strength to move. Another scream sounded through the air, this time just outside the kitchen, where we all had gathered. Paul and Clair had hunched over, bearing their fangs, but kept deathly silent.

As another scream entered the air, a crash so loud sounded, the very ground beneath us seemed to shake. Alec had vanished from the room, while Paul and Clair inched closer to the door. I watched their movements, slowly and carefully.

They never once made a sound as they moved closer to the door. Paul's foot was moving towards a crack in the tile and despite my silent warnings, his shoe slid across it sending the smallest bit of noise into our ears. A heavy silence over took everything in the house, but was quickly broken by another scream, then crash as Paul and Clair both, flew against the wall.

The figure before me towered over my six foot, three inch frame. Heavy scaring covered every visible part of her frame and bits of flesh looked like they would fall off at even the slightest touch, while a dark set of eyes stared down at me, inspecting my body. No sense of sanity seemed to appear in the darkness that was her eyes, only cold, ruthless, hatred.

My body trembled at the figure before me, shaking voilently as I stood in place. Another scream left its mouth, streaching her jaws to an almost impossible length, as she lifted her arm to swing.

I tried to move as it came down, but even with the speed I now had, she still managed to hit my side, throwing off my balence and sent me to the floor. Paul and Clair had been knocked unconscious and Alec was still no where to be found.

The creature was over me in an instant, grabbing me by my neck and picking me up off the ground. If I could breath, I knew I'd be choking. The pressure around my throat hurt beyond reason. I felt as if my neck would snap at any second, releasing me from my pain, and my second life at any moment.

My legs dangled freely above the ground and despite my kicks to her chest and stomach, her grip never released. A sudden impact slammed into her body, sending me flying from her hands and across the room, while she fell to the floor.

My eyes darted around the room, searching for the one who had set me free from her grasp, but nothing came into sight. The mangled creature from before had already gotten to her feet, and began rushing over to where I was laying. Jumping up, I threw the best punch I could manage, but only managed to swipe at the air as she quickly moved to the side.

My body flew across the room once again, colliding with the wall behind me then fell to the floor. Another scream entered the air, paralyzing my body with fear. I closed my eyes and waited for her to grab hold of me, to hit me, something. But it never came.

My eyes flew open as another scream flooded my ears. It wasn't the same sound as before, instead, it came from someone else. Looking around, I caught a glimps of Alec holding tight to his left arm, running away from the now bleeding monster.

A river of red flowed out of a gaping hole that had now appeared on her chest. She only seemed to get angrier at the damage, then ran in my direction. The sudden impact from her foot sent me through the wall behind me, and into the guest bedroom, making me cry out in pain. She was over me in an instant, sending me flying once more, before I could get to my feet.

Each impact seemed to gain in strength, crippling my body in agony. Looking up before the next strike, I moved as best I could and some how managed to dodge the blow. Taking advantage of her confusion, I hopped to my feet, the did a jump kick I had seen from a movie, and ran the opposite direction that her body fell.

Something rushed passed me as I ran to get Clair and Paul, but I didn't bother to look and see what it was. The two of them had already started getting to their feet when I arrived, and Alec quickly joined us. A series of crashes and screams came from the guest bedroom. It sounded as though another fight had broken loose, but everyone was already here. My eyes grew wide as I pieced it all together, and my body flew into the room in an effort to help.

Tucker's body flew against mine the second I entered, taking us both to the ground. Shera rushed over to where we had landed, but was knocked away as Tucker jumped to his feet. The two of them moved at speeds beyond comprehension, sending blow after blow to each other.

The sounds of bones snapping constantly rang in my ears, making me feel like I would throw up at any minute. A loud cry flooded the air, snapping me back from my thoughts. I watched helplessly as Tucker's body flew across the room and crashed into the wall behind him, his chest now bearing a use cut pouring blood all over the ground.

Paul and Clair charged at the creature, picking up where Tucker had left off. Alec rushed to his side and while still nursing his left arm, managed to pick him up and take him from the room. I had started to follow him, but stopped short as Clair called out my name. The two of them had Shera held in place, holding her arms behind her back, striking her if she struggled.

Running over to where she was held, I stood in front of them, unsure of what to do.

"End her!" Paul screamed, pulling harder on her arm.

Taking in his words, I threw the hardest punch I could, creating a new hole where her heart should be. All movement stopped as my fist connected. Her body still held in place by Paul and Clair, became nothing more than a shell of flesh. Not moving. Not living.

As my hand came back to me, I gasped at the blood that now soaked it, from finger, almost all the way to my shoulder. I felt sick. My stomach betrayed my will, causing more blood to fall to the ground, this time, from my mouth. I could hear Tucker's breathing and I wanted to make sure he was okay, but I felt dizzy, and my body refused to move.

The room around me began to spin. I could hear people talking to me, I could feel when they grabbed hold of me and pulled me away from the room, but I couldn't find the strength to talk. My body felt weak.

I no longer recognized my surroundings. A house I had never seen before now stood in front of me, but I had no idea how I got here, or even where I was. I had killed. The very thought threated to release my stomach once again, and just as before, I didn't have the strength to fight it. My eyes grew heavy. Despite my need to know Tucker, and my aunt were okay, I couldn't fight the darkness that began to over take me.

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