I held the dagger. It was warm as I hid it behind my back. The voices were getting louder, screaming, tearing at me as if I was paper. I couldn't control it anymore. I had to find something to stop this and Yoongi said to kill Angelia. I walked down the road, looking for the pure friend.

"Angelia?" I call out, hoping to catch her nearby.

"What?" she asked. I gasp as she appears. Her feathered wings folded in, and her face was still hurt. I couldn't find the courage to do it. I clutched the knife till it was rubbing against my back. I close my eyes as the voices yelled...screamed at me to do it. "What do you want?" she demanded. I flinch.

"Nothing.." I drift off, lowering my gaze t othe floor. "I just want to apologize-" I was cut off by unbearable pain shot through my head. I scream and drop the knife. Clutching my head, the spinninng increased as I curled up in a ball. Shaking my head, I couldn't see in a straight line. All I could see was the blurry colors surrounding me.

"Savanna?" she asked concerned. "What's going on? Where did this mark come from?" she touched my neck, making the pain escalate.

"The screaming..." I say drifting off. "They're trying to take over." I clutch my head as the screaming blocked out all the rest of the sound. "Make it stop!"

"Let us out." The voices ordered. "Let us out! Now!" I scream and shake my head. A tearing feeling spread like wildfire. I clutch the ground trying to regain control.

"It feels like i'm being ripped apart..." I say breathing heavily. I could feel Angelia's presence near me. It was fading. She was leaving me. I scream in pain as the voices grew and grew. I gasp as the colors grew a venomious red. A red that seemed like only vampires would see when they were hungry.

I could feel the fear radiating off. It was pleasurable, and it brought such peace and relaxation that I was tempted to actually give in to what the voices were saying. Feeling the enormous amount of fear hit me, I manage to take a calming breath and look directly at my target...Angelia.

"Don't lose control," she instructs, "it's dangerous." I smirk before spreading my wings. I look to seem them completely black. It went perfectly with my blond hair and hazel eyes. Angelia gasps as my shadow fell over her as I come closer.

"Anything powerful is dangerous..." I say smirking sinisterally. I grab the knife laying beside her and look at her with curiously.

"You wouldn't kill me." she challenges. I chuckled. Of course I was. Just not with a knife. No. A knife was too good for her. Her blood would only make me more responsible for my rebellion. What I was going to do was much worse.

"Oh, don't worry," I say kneeling down. "I'm not going to kill you...with this." I throw the dagger to the side and held her petrified gaze. "Oh no. I'm going to do something much worse." She backs up as far as she could before hitting a brick all.

"Savanna, don't listen to the voices..." she begins to say but I caught her off by screaming. The pain....it was hurting. More than before.

"Stop." I say clutching my head.

"Savanna, listen to me." she says. I shake my head, annoyed that she kept saying that. "We'll get through this." I scream.

"Listen to you, listen to them!" I scream. "It's always listen!" I cry in pain as they began to take over. The world flashed from blood red to normal colors. I shake my head and fall to the ground.

"Savanna, I know you're in alot of pain, but-" I couldn't handle it anymore.

"SHUT UP!" I throw the dagger in her way, pinning one of her wings. I sigh as I saw her struggle to pull it out. The sizzle signalled me that she was getting affected by the filth on the knife. "You know nothing." my voice was a mix of mine and a deeper version.

"Savanna..." she begins. I shake my head before glaring.

"I wanna kill you with my bare hands."