It was too late, they could not prevent this attack; the girl could feel him attempting to break free.

"Oh... dammit," she cursed under her breath as it constricted her breathing. Undulating waves of tension crashed upon her like a tsunami; breathing slowly worked its way into becoming a chore as the girl could barely stand. "She just had to fucking drive him off the deep end, didn't she?" the girl gazed at one of her guardians, eyes painted with a look of desperation and panic along with a hint of rage herself.

A few moments crawled by as a slowly as honey dripping until her guardian replied, "You would have to prevent him from taking over for at least the entire school day, which we now know is very unlikely to be accomplished", he sighed, "But there is nothing else you can currently do unless the attack subsides."

"Are you entirely sure that you can't do shit about him?" she beckoned for any sort of relief from the slowly encroaching threat.

From her plea, the guardian despondently answered, "He would overpower me in an instant if even you are struggling with him; you know why he is this strong."

Using the girl as a rage-powered battery, the creature then used her slight burst of rage to possess the girl's right arm, forcing the arm to her side; this only constricted the girl even more than she already was. Panic once again took over her anger, as the girl desperately attempted to force the creature to relinquish control of her arm, but the arm continued to tighten its grip around the girl the more she attempted to free herself.

Already weary, the girl shouted, "Give me my fucking arm, dammit!" as she was not ready to give up.

"Are you sure angering him more would be beneficial to your current moment? Angering him only gives him even more energy," the guardian queried with a look of concern and worry.

"You know for a fact that I need this arm! I wish he at least just possessed a fucking leg instead, but he just HAD to go for the arm!" the girl barked at her beloved guardian in a flash of anger.

Curiosity arose in her guardian's flaming eyes as he inquired, "Do you know the reason why he is not speaking?"

Her jaw dropped slightly at the absurd question, and simply responded, "The fuck would I know! He's just going try-hard at taking over of my body at the moment, so I really have no idea why the hell he'd say anything during this."



As time went on, the creature's attacks became more and more savage with each attempt, leaving the girl at an ever-growing rate of exhaustion as the battle raged on. Several minutes passed until the girl finally collapsed to her knees while the creature succeeded at possessing both of her arms, forcing them to cling to her sides like magnets. For the girl, hours had felt like they passed by, her breathing became faint and shallow, and her mind became a battlefield where the creature ravaged for control. Tears began to stream down the girl's face as she remembered the creature's past and how he was cursed to fall into unrelenting pain, forcing him to instinctively attempt to cease his pain by taking over the girl's mind and body. How the creature had never intended to do anything to cause the girl to suffer, but he was never able to control himself while under the influence of an attack. Ever since his first attack, the girl had wished for a cure other than her creature succeeding or outlasting the attack; no known cure for the girl had been found, leaving her and her companion to suffer at random. Today was only one of the many days in which the group suffered, and more in the future were inevitable. Silence befell the trio for a while since the girl then started to struggle speaking due to her lowering energy reserves, however, she was still able to mutter, "I... can't hold... out much longer... What's the... point of resisting when... we know he's gonna... win?" the girl breathed as she focused into making out her words.

"Each time you resist his influence, the more you should resist it in general. This is simply a step into progression, as disheartening as it sounds," the guardian tried to ensure that the girl was aware that her efforts would not go in vain, even if the guardian did not know himself whether or not they would.

"I've got to get him... to stop... There is... no fucking way... that I can hold out... much longer," she alerted her guardian of how dire the situation was becoming.

Within the confines of the girl's mind, the creature went forth and used every trick under his deep crimson scales. At first, he only attempted to take her place by flying into her chest and fitting into it like a suit made of flesh, but he swiftly moved to the mind once he realized that in-body tactics failed to achieve his goals. Mind games began to ensue by the creature then attempted to seize control by merging into a place in her mind, corrupting it into his dark image. Until finally, the creature summoned a representation of the girl's brain, he then flew into it like a prying ghost, slowly corrupting it's once pink hue into his deep crimson. With his triumphant shout, "The mind is mine!" time itself for the girl paused for a moment to realize what was happening. Physically, the girl collapsed suddenly to the ground and began to writhe wildly; a dark shadow with light-blue lightning crackling like a storm enveloped her as well. While doing so, the creature muttered, "I am sorry," while the event took place, and he knew he had finally won.



Near pitch-black horns in the shape of swords began to grow out of the girl's skull, all of her light-brown hair began to rapidly fall off and was quickly replaced with scales of deep crimson. Claws began to grow out of her fingers, replacing her fingernails altogether; a tail burst out of her spine and lashed to and fro; a snout erupted from her face along with pearl-white fangs with it along with a sharp, black tongue; her eyes became pitch-black except for a faint outline of white to mark where the eye slits went; her pinkies and pinky toes retreated into her body as her digits for her limbs began to rearrange; her neck elongated a few feet and her legs and torso elongated; wings sprouted our of her shoulders like shoots; spikes began to erect out of the top of her head, neck, and end of the new tail; the wings being lightning blue and crackled with electricity whenever they were used. All her guardian could do was stand and watch the girl suffer as the creature had won and nothing about it could be done. Minute by minute, the girl's voice became deeper and deeper, and a violent rasp began to accompany it; the girl's screams echoed across the halls of the building they were in.



Inside of the mind, the creature's voice became dominant, his thoughts were heard instead of the girl's. Nothing was physically said other than the screams of pain while the girl was forcefully ripped out of control of her own body-- no, the creature's body. Finally after over ten minutes of agony for both parties, the metamorphosis had finished, and the creature laid on the ground, gasping for air. Heat was expelled in a massive wave from the creature the final moment of the transformation to signal its completion to represent the massive amount of energy used to change in the first place. Heavy breathing from the creature and the crackling of the fire from the guardian were all that was heard within the halls for what felt like hours to both; the girl just sat in the back of the mind, crestfallen. Not a word was spoken, as no-one had an inkling of what to mention after such a gruesome event occurred. To act up to his name, the guardian began to sit near the creature and attempted to comfort him; the creature did not repulse him and welcomed the gesture. Time inched by as the trio all sat in silence, mainly in shock and fear of what happened, and the horrifying image of the transformation ingrained in the back of their eyes and minds until the creature finally caught his breath and muttered, "I am ashamed of what I have done; I have failed yet again to control myself, and I was not the only one to pay the price for my lack of control," a look of deep sorrow emblazoned on his face.

"...Now now," the guardian hushed the creature, "You know very well that you cannot control yourself during times like these," the guardian consoled the creature by letting him lay his exhausted head on his lap.

Both sighed, as the creature continued, "She did not deserve this; I am the reason for her suffering. Why do both of you care for my well-being when I have caused you nothing but pain and suffering?"

"Because we love you, Azide. That's why," the girl answered Azide's self-loathing answer.

Slight anger and confusion crept on Azide face as he listened to the voice in the back of his mind attempt to quell his self-loathing, and Azide choked the phrase, "But I have no reason to deserve your loyalty and love!" still heavily exhausted from the metamorphosis.

"Well, I'm not giving up on you, so you can drop that idea," the girl snapped back, "We all deserve to live happy lives, and I will find a way to end our suffering!"

"You have done nothing intentionally wrong, thus why would you deserve to not exist? Everything you have done has not been under your control, and you know this to be fact," the guardian added, still remaining calm despite the other two's rising anger.

Azide paused before speaking his retort, "Hmph! I will never understand how my existence has only caused both of you to only care for me and provide unconditional love!" faint crackles of lightning began to race across Azide as his rage began to pick up.

"Honestly... I really don't know, either, but we do. We'll get through this eventually; I just know it," the girl tried to assure Azide once more.

Through the windows of the halls, the mark of sunrise began to show itself as light flitted into the windows and onto the pair in the real world. Exhausted already, Azide welcomed the sun onto his scales, and the guardian did the same; the girl only was able to mimic the rays within Azide's mind, but Azide imagined the girl next to him as if she was not trapped in his mind. Terror and dread marked the night as a night to remember for the trio as they sat on the creaky, wooden floor, holding each other close for warmth and comfort. Bound for another night of dread, the group had to prepare themselves for yet another time like this, as all of them knew that this was only one of the many transformations yet to come. But for now, the silver lining of peace beckoned them to bask in the calm before the storm, as they could never predict when another attack would occur. About half an hour passed before Azide regained enough strength to stand, but the guardian still had to assist Azide to his feet and to ensure that Azide would not collapse similar to a toddler learning how to walk. Faint traces of wind could be felt as one of the hall windows were left open, giving the room they were in a crisp, fresh feeling of a new day. In the state he was in, Azide and the other knew that a long, dreary day lay ahead of them, and that he would have to do the chores of the girl in her place until he was able to let the girl regain control once more. Several hours guarded the girl's way back into reality, and both she and Azide knew this; massive amounts of energy were required to take control and transform back, which Azide was still drained after what seemed to be half an hour of rest. Inhaling fresh air, Azide took a deep breath and motioned that he was ready to begin the day.