I stand and slip, falling.

"(Y/n (y/ mn) (y/ln)! We finally found you!" Shouts a cheery, evil voice. My back goes rigid.

-NONONONONONONONONONONONONO..........

I turn and see Dr.Lechks.

"NO." I scream.

-Not the white room... Oh god no...

I'm to drained to fight, I know it. I turn and run, only to be tackles by a security guard.  I wiggle. I thrash.

I make myself tired...

I stop and pant, spotting my friends running over to me.

"NO. GO BACK!" I shout. They all stop, looking heartbroken. Then they continue running towards me.

Doctor Lechks says something, but I don't hear it. I try to get them away.

The guard stabs a needle into my arm. He presses the plunger down.

I hiss in pain and try to get away. I feel tired... black dots my vision...

"No...." is the last thing I murmur before I black out.

Third pov:

The group, Tick, doc, Jess, and Ben, race towards their best friend, Tabby. Such a funny nickname.

Their hearts spread up as they take their weapons out.

They are going to save her.

They are. They will.

They hope.

That hope dies fast.

Each guard has a needle.

Each one gets knocked out by the drug. Doc is the last standing, but he gives up. Defeat.

He takes a syringe from the ground that a guard lost, and hides it in his doctors coat pocket.

Then he blacks out as well.

~

The other group,  Jeff, BEN, and Toby watch from the trees.

"S-should wwe help-p them?" Toby studders out.

"Nah." Jeff replies.

They continue watching as (y/n) is knocked out with her wierdass demon.

Then her friends come.

Jeff points at them. "See? She'll be fine." He wishes he could take those words back as they all get knocked out as well. Only one stands left.

Doc, he thinks is his name. He picks a syringe off the ground and hides it in his pocket, then also gets knocked out.

The three in the trees each has the same questions:

Why did (y/n) freak out so much? What's the 'White Room'?

They follow after the two vans, but lose them eventually.

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Your pov - time skip few hours -

I wake up, my head pounding with pain. "Ahhg.." I murmur quietly. I think hard. The events of earlier finally come to mind.

WHITE ROOM.

I snap open my eyes.

Hell is laying on a cot across from me.

Four white walls.

White floor.

White ceiling.

I whimper and curl into a ball.

White clothes.

White sheet. White cot. Metal painted white. A vent painted white.

Everything. White.

I cut my finger with my teeth and draw a smile on the wall.

The London bridge is falling down,

Falling down,

Falling down,

My fair lady...

The London bridge.... is falling down...

Falling down....

Falling down....

The song abruptly stops. I look around, but am thankful. 

I freeze at the next song.

Pop goes the weasel.

The lyrics are slurred  so badly I can't make them out. The tune isn't fun or happy.

It chills me to the bone.

I get up and start shaking Hell. Blood drips from the ceiling. Black mixes in with it.

My eyes widen. I fall to the floor and press my back a against the back wall. My hair flops over my right eye.

My eyes stay wide. The blood and black liquid seep onto the floor, an inch thick of blood and a thick oily substance.

"No," I chant that single word over and over.

I look up when I hear a sound and scream.

An evil demon like thing with huge claws is bent over in front of me.

"(Y/n) I'm here for you." The thing says.

"NO.NONONONONONO...." I chant louder.

The thing wraps it's arms around me and, suddenly, looks like Hell.

I calm down slightly and grip onto his shirt, crying against his chest.

"Hell, I can't do this. Not again." I sob.

My faithful demon rubs my back.

"I'm here." He says soothingly.

Hell' s pov :D
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I've done it.

I'm so stupid. How can I? It's against all rules.

Falling in love with your host.

Stupid.

I'm so stupid.

She cries on my chest. I rub her back awkwardly. I forgot how little she cries.

"I'm here." I tell her. I rub her back more and pull her into a hug, though I'm not very good at these types of things.

She cries more, grabbing fistfuls of my shirt tightly.

"I'm so scared... I'm terrified..." She murmurs, managing to stop crying for just enough time to say that.

I stare at her silently.

They ran so many tests on her, of course she can't be back here.

I turn my head and stare at the door, then look back at her. Her sobs quieted. I realize she's asleep. I'm crushing her poor wings.

I let go and gently lay her on the cot.

I stand and punch the door as hard as I can. It flies into the other wall.

I turn back to (y/n).

I'll be back... I think to her.

I leave through the door and shift into a form she's never seen.

I'm a large wolf like monster, with poison teeth and claws. My tail is like scorpions.

I snarl, neon glowing green goo falling to the floor. More comes from my mouth. 

My throat glows bright red as fire makes it's way up.

I am a mixed demon.

Hellhound, my mother, and Dragon, my father.

A never before seen hybrid.

And I'm more loyal than both.

I blow fire straight at the metal doors, melting them.

I jump through, falling stories down.

I swear, I will protect you little (y/n). I tell the six year old. She looks at me with big (e/c) eyes.

"Really?" She asks, a giant smile on her face.

"Yes." I lie. I feel slight guilt at lying to her. In truth, I will devour her soul. I don't know when, but I will.

That memory flashes across my mind as I fall.

I feel a tear escape my eye. A tear?

Then I realize.

I was waiting for her to  grow up so I can love her all along...