I ran as fast as my legs would allow me to go. I have never felt as I felt right now in this moment. This was truly the worst feeling ever as the guilt weighed heavily on my chest making it almost impossible to breath.

I was standing in the thunderstorm surrounded by trees and bushes. The weather reflected how I was feeling right now. There was an ongoing turmoil brewing inside me as I was having trouble deciding my fate.

The rain was soaking the white night gown that I was wearing. The gown was now stuck to my body leaving nothing to the imagination.

It was getting even harder to breath now. I collapsed on the ground on my knees getting my clothes covered in mud in the process.

At this point I didn't care, for what I had done was nothing compared to my clothes getting dirty.

How could I do that?

I was still in shock at what happened. I fell face first in the mud crying my eyes out at what I had done.

I looked around and was in shock at what I was seeing. There was glass everywhere and an unmoving Caleb on the ground.

I got off the bed in a flash and quickly made my way towards him. There were shards of glass embedded in his skin.

I looked at his face and let out a horrifying gasp. There were two shards of glass in both his eyes.

I checked his pulse to see if he was still alive, but I found none. I checked again just to be sure, but I still didn't feel anything.

Rocking his lifeless body, I let out a pained cry.

What have I done?

I got up on shaky legs and slowly made my way to the window. All I saw was green. We were completed surrounded by the forest, but I was afraid that the damage done was far beyond this cabin.

I walked out the room and checked the house to see if there was anyone else inside at the time of my outburst.

I had to watch where I was going because the floor was covered with broken glass.

Checking room after room, I came up empty handed. I checked the living room and what I saw made me sick to the stomach.

Josh and Jace were covered in blood sitting on the couch. There were long pieces of glass sticking out from their body as their lifeless eyes looked on. I covered my mouth in horror and quickly ran out of there.

This was all my fault.

As soon as I was outside I fell to my knees on the ground. I let out a loud pained growl and buried my head in my hands crying my eyes out.

I was still in shock at what I had seen inside the cabin. I just didn't want to believe that I was capable of such destruction. I know that I had been warned about my destructive side, but I honestly never thought that I would ever need to use that side.

I always thought that I was a good person. No matter what I had been through in life, I never wished ill upon anyone who had done me wrong. I've always just wanted them to realize on their own that what they were doing was wrong.

I never meant for anyone to get hurt. The thought of killing everyone had just crossed my mind for a split second. I guess that was all it took for me to tap into my destructive side.

Not wanting to dwell on things that I couldn't fix or reverse, I got to my feet to access any further damage that I may have caused.

Wait a minute.

What if?

What if I could fix this or reverse what happened?

A sudden blossom of hope bloomed inside me, causing my mood to uplift slightly. I closed my eyes and focused on reversing the damage.

I opened my eyes shortly after to see my whole body glowing. Smiling a little to myself, I focused all my energy on fixing my mistake. A surge of power shot through my body making me glow even brighter than before.

Just like before, the powers escape my body and pushed me back with full force resulting in me hitting my head on a tree. I was knocked out cold from the impact.

I woke up on the ground with my ears ringing. I couldn't hear anything apart from the annoying ringing as I struggled to stand on my feet.

Blinking rapidly to adjust my vision, I zeroed in on the cabin before me. I honestly thought that it would have worked. I thought that I was powerful enough to reverse what happened, but it seemed that it was better if I hadn't tried at all.

The cabin no longer stood anymore. It was now a crumpled pile of debris scattered before me. I couldn't believe that I destroyed the cabin completely.

I dropped to my knees in despair and let out yet another painful cry. The tears ran down my face like a river as I sobbed uncontrollably.

I did this.

I vaguely remembered the warning I had received from the angel when I thought I was dead. She had warned me that I had the power for good and also for great destruction.

I had vowed to myself from that day that my powers would only be used for good. I wanted to laugh at my old self as I now stood in front of my own destruction.

I killed people today. I had never killed anyone before, but now it is safe to say that I killed three boys today. I know some people might think that they deserved it, but I honestly believed that no one deserved to die, especially not like this.

I killed them unknowingly with no warning whatsoever. I just imagined that they were dead and in a split second, they were.

My cries could be heard from afar. My chest was constricting painfully as I cried even harder. I didn't know if I could ever stop crying.

I had become my worst enemy and even I was afraid of myself. I was afraid of what I might do next. I was even more afraid of my thoughts and so I tried to clear my mind as to prevent any further destruction.

Slowly rising to my feet, I wiped away the remainder of my tears and walked in the direction of the pack house. I wanted to make sure that everyone else was fine before I left the territory.

When I got to the pack house, I stopped in my tracks.

"Oh no. No, no, no" I mumbled shaking my head.

"This cannot be happening" I continued shaking my head in disbelief.

In the spot that once held the largest house in my pack, was now nothing more than a crumbled mess. The house no longer stood proudly as it used to as it was now on the ground in a messy heap.

There was nothing left standing. There wasn't even anyone around. I made quick work and went searching for any survivors in the rubble. I frantically moved away concrete and wood as I tried desperately to find someone, anyone from my pack.

I called out repeated to see if I would get a response, but didn't get any. I never gave up as I kept digging through the disaster and calling out.

I kept this up for about an hour, but all I was met with were dead bodies that were crushed by the house. I still wasn't ready to give up, so I called out again.

There wasn't a single soul in sight. I eventually gave up and collapsed on the ground crying. My sobs were loud and uncontrollable as they raced through my body.

It seems that crying seemed to be my favorite thing to do today. I felt helpless and pathetic, and crying seemed to be the only thing I could do right today.

My eyes had now run dry. I didn't have any more tears to cry, so I laid there on the ground hiccupping and trembling.

When I was finally able to calm down, I focused on my hearing to see if I could pick up any sound. I still wasn't ready to give up just yet.

I was met with complete silence.

There was nothing.

Just like that the realization dawned on me. I had killed my entire pack. Every last one of them was dead because of me.

I was a murderer. I may not have killed my mother, but I had murdered every single person she cared about and that in itself to me is just like killing her.

I didn't know if I could live with myself after this. How could I live with the blood of hundreds of people on my hands? The worst part about this was that they were all innocent.

Everything felt surreal. There was no way that this was real. This must have been a terrible nightmare.

With that thought in mind, I pinched myself. I grimaced when I realized that this wasn't a nightmare and was in fact reality.

My reality.