No.

Yes.

No, I won't!

Oh, but you will...

You can't make me!

It's too late.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

You lose.

"No!"

My tortured screams echoed off the walls and resounded through-out the castle. My vision blurred and became sharper. Black lightning erupted from me, scorching everything around me. The lightning settled, and my head lifted, that was it, I had lost.

A black tint appeared in the corners of my vision, it spread and covered everything I could see. I felt stronger. My mind was my own. My actions, my voice, my will, those were not.

I walked slowly towards Pixie as she regained consciousness, she stared at me in horror. I was snarling and growling like a beast. My teeth bared as I approached.

I saw tears appear in her eyes again, she tried to rise but fell. No, Jacob, stop, what are you doing! Damn it! This is my body!

I drew closer to Pixie. She dragged herself towards me.

No. Stop. Don't do it. Pixie Run! Go! Get Away! No, please stop. Please. No.

I reached Pixie. I towered above her beaten body. At that moment I could see the pain in her eyes, all of it, which she had been carrying for too long.

May as well put her out of her misery.

No.

No. We want her to suffer.

No, I don't. I'll save her!

I told you. It's too late.

No.

Time's up.

I growled viciously. "Time's up little Pixie."

She leant up, nuzzled my neck and whispered; "I wonder how many times we forgive, just because we don't want to lose someone."

I froze, there was nothing I could do. I was a spectator. A prisoner inside myself. And I was forced to watch as I bit her neck, blood gushed from the wound, she screamed. I lifted her limp body.

No! Stop! Stop! Don't! Damn it! Stop!

I threw her, hard. She hit the wall. The bricks broke apart on impact, she fell out of the castle and down, to the icy waters below...