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PAIN....

You were starting to get worried. It had been a few hours since Rose came back. I know I'm not suppose to but... You thought to your self as you walked to the door. You lightly pushed it and saw that it slightly opened. Yas!!!!! You walked out making sure not to get caught.
You snuck down the hallway until you heard a SQUISH!!!!! You looked down and saw Rose.... Her once smooth skin was now coated in her own dry blood. Her face... Looked as though a wild animal clawed at her multiple times. Her body was contorted in a sickening position.
You almost threw up seeing this gruesome sight. But you held it back. You sunk to your knees by Rose not caring how much blood stuck to you. You grabbed her head and started singing somewhere over the rainbow while silently sobbing.
"I see you found my masterpiece, my doll~" you hissed and turned so fast you hand slashed Vincent's face. He staggered backward. He was shocked by your sudden out burst.
"SHE IS NOT YOUR MASTERPIECE YOU SICK PURPLE BASTARD!!!!!" You screamed.
"Don't talk to me like that puppet..."He smiled seductively. You growled and suddenly feel as if your skin was on fire. You began clawing at your skin in a desperate attempt to tame the fiery beast that danced on your arms. But to no avail. The burning increased drastically.
Then after a few minutes it suddenly stopped. You realised you had grown a few inches. And you felt stronger, your body felt lighter, you felt as if you could run anywhere........
You felt unstoppable..... You stretched and felt wings sprout from your back.
You turned into a midnight colored dragon with stars under your wings....
(Your not toothless if your wondering) You for once saw fear in Vincents eyes. You loved it.... You loved having control over him. You felt powerful.
You were quite tall being a dragon. The roof was higher up than any normal roof, and your wings scraped the top of it as you walked. Everywhere you stepped it felt to any mortal as if you were an earthquake.
You cornered Vincent,
"You hurt me all my life, now it's your turn....." And here it was a 10 year old dragon towering over a 10 year old ghost..... Who would win?

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