"Dad-Daddy?" I whispered, feeling tears spring forth at the sight of the man in the doorway. I dropped Vladimir, who crumpled to the floor with a groan.

"Close" the man said with a smile. His dark skin and voice were a spitting image of my father, but something about him was off.

"Try... uncle" What? My father had no siblings.

"I can see by the look on your face that my brother never mentioned me. Not surprising. I am the proverbial black sheep" he said with a sinister chuckle.

"In fact, we are not just brother's, but twins. Oh the irony. Can you imagine how hard it is to be a villain when everyone keeps confusing you with your saint of a shaman brother? Utterly irritating."

"You... you killed your own brother?" I asked in shock.

"Of course I did! He has been a pain in my *ss since birth. Me, born the everyday shifter and my brother, the person who was to be my twin in every way, was born as the Ever-worshipped Alle Diere Shifter. Imagine, the power of being able to change into any animal in the world!" he cried out maniacally. "And yet he chooses to marry and settle down as a measly wolf. The fool. I killed him when he was unprepared for an attack and I relished in it. I will never have to hear 'poor Aadil, the weak brother of Aasim. The runt who will never compare to his brother' again. There were, however, some good things that came out of my brothers idiotic choices. You, for one, were a massive plus. So much power in one little being. But more importantly, his wife. Your mother's work was quite handy in making a serum that gives me control of shifters. It's true, no one in this world was as smart as she was. I tried to find someone, but I ended up killing so many scientists who failed me that I knew I had to just get her. Now" he said, pulling out a tranquilizer gun, "I have this." He pulled his arm up and shot all four of them, Alex, Nate, Natasha, and Brett, with the darts.

"No!" I pulled the darts out with my mind, flinging them to the floor. I ran at Aadil, hand poised for attack, but seconds before I struck him, he said "No no my dear, I can't have that. You" he pointed at Brett, who immediately ran at him. He put himself between the two of us, his eyes blank. I stopped running and looked at everyone. They all had blank faces, like zombies with soulless eyes. I squinted my eyes at Aadil.

"I could have your own friends kill you. But I don't want that. You are priceless product I can't afford to lose" he said cockily.

"Then there's not much you can do to stop me" I said. I had spotted a broken piece of metal lying on the ground behind Aadil. I used my telekinesis to lift it in the air. But I had to keep his attention on me by talking.

"I said I don't want to. Not that I can't. Very huge difference" the metal was even with the back of his head, but as I was about to send it through the back of his skull, Brett reached out and grabbed the sharp material from the air.

"Did you really think that would work? You are too obvious and petty. And now I'm going to have to punish you" and instantly, Brett shoved the metal shrapnel through his neck, ripping the shard violently through his neck. A split second later, Aadil grabbed Brett's head between his large and ripped his head off, finishing the work the metal had started.

"NO!" I screamed. Brett's headless bodied fell to floor, his head following soon after, rolling to a stop against his shoulder.

A deafening silence enveloped my senses as my mind struggled to cope with the morbid truth before my eyes. I could only hear my shallow, rasping breath as I stared numbly at my friend's destroyed body.

Until reality came crashing down on me and an intense rage filled me .

"You" I growled, keeping my head low, "I'm going to kill you." My claws elongated and a purposefully walked toward him. He took one step back but ran into a shield my mind had made of it's own accord. My emotions were on the fritz and I was making no effort to contain them. Bodies and debris began floating in the air.

"You forget, I have others to kill you" he yelled. I was two feet from him when I felt a presence behind me. I turned my head slightly and found Alex standing there, staring at me with blank eyes. My anger spiked even further. Fires began to rage throughout the room and my tattoos were fully aglow.

"I'll make him kill himself" he yelled, I could see the panic he was feeling under his failed attempts to mask it.

I pushed with all the mental strength I possessed. I could feel the confused, altered thoughts of my friends as they were forced to do and think in ways not their own. As I reached out to them, I oculd feel them reaching back, all I had to do was pull them back.

"No you won't, because I'm gaining control" I said, my voice barely human. I could feel my fangs and my claws extending. I reached out and grabbed the side of his head. He tried to whip me with the butt of the tranquilizer gun, but I easily knocked the gun away with a curled, clawed fist.

"No!" he yelled as I placed my other hand on his head. I felt a sharp pain pulse through my body as Alex's clawed hand dug deep into my skin.

I ignored it and looked Aadil in the eyes. My tattoos glowed brighter and brighter, but no fire erupted.

"What are you-" he yelled but his eyes shot opened wide. They began to change colors, from white to yellow to gold. I pushed more and more heat into his head, melting the malicious content inside. He screamed out in pain, but I didn't stop until his screams did. When I released him, he fell to the floor with a dull thud, his lifeless body earning no pity or regret from me.

I gasped, my breathing coming out in short bursts as my adrenaline waned. I felt my powers dying down, my rage decreasing. Sharp pain was also coursing through my temple, a piercing pain stabbing across my temple. I had used too many powers at once and my head was paying for it. The group had stood motionless, and now, with collective groans, it was as if they all came to life.

"I-what?" Alex mumbled.

"Alex, I'd appreciate it if you'd pull your claws out of my back" I said, holding my head.

"What? No!" he gently pulled his claws out out of my back. I winced, but honestly, it didn't hurt that bad. He had avoided anything important, thankfully.

"I'm fine" I said, and reach back for him, partly to soothe him and partly to steady myself.

"What... what happened?" Nate asked, looking at me.

"You were zombies" I muttered. I pushed off of Alex and collapsed to my knees by Brett's unmoving body. Tears fell from my eyes as I gently turned him over. Nate hustled over to me, stumbling as he realized the headless body was a friend.

"He's... He's dead" Nate said aghast.

"I know" I whispered through my tears.

"Vladimir is still alive" Natasha said quietly.

"For now. Kill him Natasha" I said sadly.

Natasha walked over to Vladimir's crippled body.

"I hope you burn" she whispered, plunging her claws deep into his throat, ripping upward and removing his head.