Max closed his eyes, concentrating.

You're trapped.

You can't even save your friends.

They'll die by your hands.

Why can't you just listen and play the part?

Max began to breathe heavily. "G...Get....out.." He snarled.

Come on Max, it's time to play.

<A Few Days Ago>
Max and Adam sat on the couch, along with Ross and Red. Barney was laying on the floor, bored.

"So we've prerecorded everything and now we have nothing to do." Adam hung his head. "It's all done and the trip was canceled. Freaking canceled." He sighed heavily and turned to Ross.

"Yeah....." Max said quietly.

Adam turned his head again. "Max? Are you okay?" The ginger had been acting oddly. He wasn't as angry and when he was though, it was bad. He swore he could see little hints of anger radiating off him during that.

"I-I'm fine." Max snapped.

'Ok Adam, calm down. Don't make him mad. Don't do it.' Adam thought. The brunette looked at the ginger, who had his face in his palms.

You think you can win?

You think you will win?

Do you think you'll possibly win when I have control?

Max huffed quietly. Pain blossomed throughout his being, but it was mostly near his head. He blinked, and got up.

Good Max.

Now, let's create some fear.

Black covered his vision. He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

"Heys Max.....you okays?" Barney asked, getting into a criss-cross position.

"I'm fine!" Max growled, stomping away and into his office.

<Now>
Adam sighed. Maybe he should check on the ginger male. Would he be okay?

Well Adam, your friend is given in.

Adam spun around in his chair. "Wha? What-who?" He shook his head, it was nothing. The brunette got out of his chair, going to Max's office.

"Max? Hey Max? You doing okay?" Adam asked worriedly. He leaned against the door, trying to hear the ginger.

"Y-Yeah. I-I'm good Adam. T-Thank you......" Max rasped. He put his hands to his head, groaning.

Adam heard the noise and knocked. "Max, you are not okay. Please let me in."

Max let out a sigh, reaching for the knob. Pain then flared in his legs, having him fall to his knees. "Sh**, I hate cramps...." The ginger mumbled. He grabbed and twisted the knob, looking at Adam.

Adam grinned, closing the door behind him. "I know what you are." He stated sharply.

Max's eyes widened. "What do you mean Adam? What I am?"

"You're a demon Max...." Adam pulled something from his back pocket. It was a small handgun. "I have to kill you before the prophecy is fulfilled."

Max, I need control.

'No. Not at any cost.' Max thought.

Your death will be unnoticed anyways.

"SHUT UP!" Max yelled, his palms pressed to the sides of his head. "YOU KNOW NOTHING!" He felt blood fall from his eyes. It trickled down his cheeks like lava, slow and painful. A black color covered his eyes.

Adam jumped and pressed himself against the wooden barrier behind him. He held the handgun in front of him, ready to fire if needed.

I will win, stupid ginger.

You're pathetic.

A worthless sack of nothing useful.

At all.

Max groaned as his nails formed into claws. His black void-like eyes looked at Adam.

"Well well well, if it isn't the Leader."

BANG!