Jekyll walked down the street swiftly the next night; still frantically searching for an antidote. Suddenly he was filled with an overwhelming pain. "Dear God" he cried as he fell to the ground. The pain was so mind consuming he shook. He tried to ignore it but it only got worse. When it finally subsided he got back on his feet, but he was no longer the gentle doctor. Hyde laughed. Jekyll thought he could stop him? Ha! Hyde was ten times more powerful than Jekyll, yet he continued to fight; the foolish man. He stopped. Someone was coming. Hyde grinned and slipped between two buildings, and laughed when he saw the lady Jekyll had run into the night before. He stepped out just in time for her to hit him. "I'm so sorry!" she exclaimed. "I didn't see you..." Hyde cut her off. "No blood no foul." he grinned. "and who might you be?" he added. "Christina, but I prefer Cristy." she informed him. "And you are?" she asked in return. "Hyde" he stated."Edward Hyde." He bowed slightly. "You shouldn't be walking alone my dear." He said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her close to him. "It's not safe." he let out a soft chuckle. "I'm not alone." she responded twisting away from him. "I'm waiting for someone." Hyde raised an eyebrow. "Oh? and who would that be, my pet?" he teased. There was a brief pause. "Dr. Jekyll." she finally said. Hyde laughed. "I hadn't thought you to be a liar." he slipped behind her and gripped her shoulders. "I know you're quite alone" he purred in her ear tightening his grip. "It's no use lying to me my sweet." he warned. "and don't worry; we'll meet again." He kissed her head, and breathed deeply the sent of her hair. "my sweet Cristy." he sighed. He started to leave, and then turned around. "Oh, and uh, be safe" He laughed as he continued on his way.

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Cristy hurried down the street. There was something about the Hyde character that scared her, yet drew her towards him. There was something almost terrifying in his bright green eyes. Like a predator that had just spotted it's prey, yet there was something in his voice that was calming and hypnotic. She looked where he had grabbed her. There were bruises. That night she couldn't sleep. Every time she closed her eyes she saw his face and that hungry look in his eyes.

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Mr. Utterson knocked on the door. He had been meaning to visit his dear friend Jekyll for some time now. Poole answered the door. "Good day Mr. Utterson!" the butler greeted him. "Good day Poole!" the lawyer replied. "Is Jekyll in?" he asked. "One moment sir." Poole shut the door and returned shortly. "Come in Mr. Utterson. Dr. Jekyll will join you momentarily." Mr. Utterson looked around. Jekyll had always had a fine taste in decorating. "Ah! My dear Mr. Utterson!" his friend greeted him "What brings you here this fine morning?" He asked. "Well, Henry, I've a bit of news." the man explained. Jekyll laughed "Ah, I see! Sit down John and have a glass of wine." he said handing his friend the cup. "Thank you" Utterson said accepting the glass. "Now Henry, the news is: there is to be a new addition to my house." Jekyll grinned, "Well who is she?" he teased. Utterson nodded "My god-daughter, Cristina, though she prefers to be called Cristy." Jekyll choked on his drink. "Are you alright Jekyll?" the lawyer asked. Jekyll nodded "quite alright, quite alright, um John, did you say Cristy?" he asked. Utterson nodded "Yes why?" he asked "Well I have met her, just a couple nights ago" Jekyll exaplained how he had gone for a walk two nights previous and ran into her. "Utterson, Keep her inside after dark." Mr. Utterson thought he saw his friend shiver, though it was warm in the room. "It's not safe for a young lady like her to be out alone." Utterson agreed and soon left. He felt Jekyll knew something, some secret that he wouldn't let on, but Utterson didn't ask what it was. As his cousin Mr. Enfeild had once told him: it was best not to ask too many questions, you never know what answers you'll find.