Dark Changes

Chapter 3 Voices

[Kanra] Hey everyone!

[Taro Tanaka] Oh, you're finally online?

[Kanra] Indeed I am. How has my wonderful Taro been~~~?

[Taro Tanaka] W-what do you mean 'your wonderful'?

[Kanra] Just kidding~

[Taro Tanaka] Why did you go missing? What happened?

[Kanra] Aw~ did you miss me while I was gone?

-Setton has joined the chat.

[Setton] Hey Kanra! Where've you been? I was getting worried.

[Kanra] Sorry, I have to get going..

-Kanra has left the chat.

"Shut up!" Izaya said a bit louder. "Please, go away."

"Quit whining," A voice spoke up again. "We're not going anywhere."

Izaya brought his hands to his head, slightly gripping his hair and tried to shake the voices away. "Stop!" He yelled.

There was a knocking at the door. Izaya looked up, trying to ignore the voices, "yeah?" he called. The door opened.

"Izaya—" The guest was cut off.

"Why are you here?" Izaya glared. "Shizuo"

Shizuo stood there for a moment; taken aback by the fact Izaya had used his actual name and not the annoying nickname. "Please, tell me what's going on," the ex-bartender asked, truly concerned for his rival.

Izaya just glared. His eyes flashed, sending a sharp pain through his head, causing him the scream as he dropped to the floor.

Black.

Darkness.

It's so dark.

"Heh, well now," A dark, sinister voice came from the informant as he stood back up. "Isn't this lovely."

Shizuo's mouth was agape. What the fuck had he just witnessed? He felt a sharp pain in his shoulder as a blade grazed the skin, sticking into the wall behind him. When did Izaya throw that? Shizuo thought. He was scared, this voice didn't belong to the flea; it was someone else completely.

The possessed informant looked Shizuo in the eyes. Shizuo saw the strange red eyes with white pupils. They looked as if they could belong to Satin himself, pure evil.

"W-what have you done to the flea?" Shizuo finally spoke, pure anger radiating from him. He hated this thing. The thing that has taken over Izaya. "Who are you?"

The raven haired man laughed darkly. "Haha, I don't think that's any of your concern. After all, you hate this man, right?" The snickering continued.

Shizuo's hands tightened into fists. "Just tell me!" he could feel a tear ready to fall. The ex-bartender hated the flea, didn't he? Why was he so concerned? He fought back the tears and threw a punch at the other.

The possessed man jumped back avoiding the hit. "Now, now Shizu-chan~ if you hit me it'll hurt Izaya as well." He said coldly.

Shizuo stopped. He didn't want to hurt the flea this time, but he did want to kill whatever was controlling the latter. The blonde just growled as he looked at the floor.

"Let me out!" Izaya screamed, trapped within his own head. The only one who could hear him was the voice that had taken over his body and trapped him in there.

The voice laughed as Izaya struggled. The informant knew that Shizuo was there, he could see him, but he had no control over his mind or body now.

"Stop it!" Izaya tried again to plead with the voice. "Please…"

The dark haired man held a knife to his own throat. Shizuo's eyes widened. 'Don't" He thought, "don't hurt him."

Dark laughter filled the room. "I can end your life so easily…" The voice spoke through Izaya. "It's so easy!" He yelled through the laughter.

Shizuo was scared. He needed to get that thing out of Izaya. At the moment, he seemed more human than Izaya.

"Izaya," Shizuo started," I-if you can hear me…I'm worried, let me help…"

Authors Note: Okay, so it may take a while for me to figure out where I'm going with this story. I have up to chapter 5 written in my binder, but I'm having a bit of writer's block. I'm sorry if the story seems to slow down, I'm trying my best with it, I just need ideas. But thank you everyone for your awesome reviews! They really gave me confidence! I love you all in a non-creeper way~ Thank you again for reading and please review~~