<<Minuet's POV>>

Danger.

My ears perked up and I could feel my lips twitching non stop in the middle of the night. It wasn't a good sign at all.

I tried ignoring it as an urge or hunger but the stupid feeling didn't want to go away.

"Isabelle Wintman...". A strange voice whispered thrice against the gentle breeze in the room.

No one needed to tell me what to do now.

But before I could even react, my master's body started shifting in a troubled way and before I knew it she was up.

"Whatever you do, do not...I repeat...do not listen to that voice". I hissed, not at her but at the invader lurking around the shadows. "It's a trap!".

"Voices". She kept repeating the same words over and over again, holding her head in a helpless manner. "So many...".

"Don't listen...don't obey". I pleaded, even though I knew she couldn't be easily brainwashed since she has the witch's gene, unless-

"Come forward".

Isabelle did what I least expected!

She removed her blanket from her body and slowly stood up from her bedside. I'm not crazy but it was exactly 12 midnight when this happened.

I can't believe they got into her head already.

That was so fast!

I knew she was hiding something.

What did Xander give her or say to her while they were away?!

"Isabelle, look at me!". I growled and held her hands firmly. "Snap out of it!".

When her eyes met mine, it was filled with nothing but goner and coldness which sort of scared me. Sooner or later, her eyes would be black, the jerk behind this would immediately know everything by then.

"Come Isabelle...come meet me outside". The voice went on.

Is this person blind or what?

I'm right here!

Her hands slid off from mine and she started walking towards the window like a zombie or someone who was hypnotized which she pretty was!

"Where are you going?!". I demanded and blocked her view. "I don't think I'd let you go this time".

"Must. Meet. Friend". She chanted and struggled in my arms to be freed but I tightened my grip on her and didn't let go of her.

Come. Meet. Friend?

Friend?!

At midnight?!

More like a hunter!

"Let Isabelle go!". She growled at me. The growl from her surprised me big time, and when I looked into her eyes, it wasn't Isabelle anymore. Oh no. Before I could react, the possessed girl bit in my arm.

Surprisingly that hurt big time.

What was she becoming?

A beast now??

I didn't want my beast side to come out now, no. I didn't want her to be scared again and I didn't want to hurt her too.

My fangs were already protruding and my claws were already out.

"Stay Isabelle!". I commanded. "Stay right here!".

"Must meet friend outside!". She started opening the windows one by one grinning coldly as the wind filled the room.

"Are you insane?! This is midnight...snap out of it Isabelle! I'm sorry ".

They say violence isn't the best way for a solution but in this case it is.

I pushed her out of the way firmly as she was trying to jump out of the window freely.

Even as she fell to the ground and was bleeding she still didn't give up and came to the same direction again, chanting the same words again.

"Must meet friend Outside!". She kept repeating the same statement.

"I'm sorry but I'm gonna be hard on you if you cross this line". I glared at the hypnotized figure and folded my arms patiently.

"Must Kill". She suddenly changed the chants and thrusted my body against the hard walls.

I didn't give up.

"I'm not letting you out Isabelle, understand that...". I groaned from the impact and pushed her out of the way steadily enough for her to fall on the plushies.

"Must Kill". She stated again and threw some glassy objects at me which I freely took in of course.

I'm a cat.

Well, not exactly a cat.

But I'm used to the pains.

At least she didn't use her powers now-

"Must meet Friend!". She shouted and pointed her fingers towards me, casting a paralyzing spell on me. This spell wasn't like any other spell and the fact that I was the one that taught her weakened and hurt me more.

"I-Isabelle....listen to your h-heart and n-not your head". I muttered under my blood stained breath. The spell was already weakening and harming me slowly but I didn't mind, as long as she's safe.

"Why won't you get out of the way so I can meet friend outside!". She screamed and kicked me in anger but I still didn't budge.

Well because I was partly paralysed now.

"Because I won't!".

"How bout a slow death, hm?". She chuckled darkly, more like the possessor chuckled darkly.

"Haven't you had enough playtime you demon?". I rolled my eyes with a sigh.

"Nope and guess what? I'm just starting-". She said in a sing-song voice and circled my stiff body like a hungry beast.

"Go ahead but if you dare make a move on her....you won't like it at all".

"I'd do both anyways". She snorted and carried a wooden stake from the desk.

Seriously I don't know where these things come from.

I watched as she smiled in satisfaction and dung the object right into my skin.

Nnngh.

I lowered my gaze to the ground and groaned lowly as blood came pouring down my neckline.

"Let me go!". She screamed.

"No!". I stood my ground.

"You asked for it". She sneered and shove it into my shoulder blades mercilessly and darn, that really hurt.

I was already getting out of breaths but I didn't want her to see that.

I didn't want the maniac doing this to her to see that.

"Why won't you just die!?". She spat out in frustration.

A bitter laugh escaped my lips at her attempts.

"Ever heard of nine lives?".

Her face went pale at my confession and she emerged some black energy ready to be shot into me.

"Go ahead...do it...".

I could see her hands shaking even though she looked like a mess.

"Kill me Isabelle! What are you waiting for?". I growled bitterly with cold tears running down my bloody face. "Don't you want me out of the way?!".

<<Switching to Isabelle's POV >>

W-why can't I say the spell!?

It's not like I don't know it, b-but I just can't say it...!

What's wrong with me?!

His laugh wasn't helping me as well and I clenched my fists angrily at my enemy.

"Why can't I kill you?! What did you do to me!".

"I did nothing...you want to know why you can't?". He said in between tears.

I hissed. "Tell me!".

"Love is the answer". He blurted out and grinned at me.

I burst out laughing and kicked him for his stupid answer, earning some more blood spurts from him.

He still didn't stop talking and laughing.

"Not necessarily love though but you do care about me and trust me, isn't that what friends do?".

His last statement hit me like a bomb.

That statement sounds so familiar...

Friends?

Do I know him?

"If I'm lying tell me to my face that you don't trust me enough to be your friend or guardian".

I opened my mouth to say something....anything but nothing came out.

"Come on". He chuckled.

Slowly, I started getting conscious of myself and my surroundings and when I did, I screamed in horror-