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Not much to say here, after all we don't want to leave Matt hanging. But it's not like he's going anywhere anytime soon. Since he is trapped with in Shagon's…

Lies

Bound at every limb by my shackles of fear

Sealed with lies through so many tears

Lost from within, pursuing the end

I fight for the chance to be lied to again

Lies- Evanescence

Will was fidgeting with her black dress as she waited for her mother to finish changing. "Mom, hurry up we're late!" Will was getting anxious, she didn't want to be late to Mandy's funeral and have a bunch of people stair at her when she finally got there.

Her Mother sighed. "I'll be out in a minute Will! You knew I had to work for a half day this Saturday!" Susan called out as she began to fix her makeup.

Will was about to get up and pace around the room again when Taranee put a hand on her shoulder. "Relax Will, the service won't start for a while. Right now everyone's just saying their goodbyes."

Irma shifted in her seat. "I'm just glad it's a close casket. I hate seeing dead bodies at funerals, they creep me out."

"Oh, real sensitive Irma!" Berated Cornelia but Hay Lin stood between them.

"Guys, not now OK." They both looked sheepish and Irma even apologized. Secretly Will was thinking the same thing though. She did want to say good bye to Mandy but was glad she wouldn't have to see her body. 'And poor Matt was the one who found her.' She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wanted to talk to Matt in the worst way but she still didn't know what to say when she saw him.

"Alright honey, you've got everything we need?" Her mother called as she was coming out of the bathroom still putting in one last earring.

Will jumped to her feet. "Yeah, everything's in the car." She grabbed their coats and handed one to her mother.

"Then we're out of here. Come on girls!" Just as everyone was in the car and on the road Taranee got a call on her cell.

"It's Nigel, he's probably wondering where we are." Will pushed a stray hair out of her eyes. She knew from Taranee that Nigel was going with Matt and his Mother but she needed to seriously plan on what she was going to say once she saw her boyfriend. But before her thoughts could go any further Taranee's alarmed voice startled her.

"Nigel slow down, what happened to Matt?"

Will looked up at her boyfriend's name. "Matt!? Wha-what do mean, what happened?!" But Taranee waved her hand at the distraught girl so she could hear what her own boyfriend was saying.

"What! Oh my God! Which hospital?" Will jumped out of her seat startling her mother.

"Hospital!"

Cornelia and Hay Lin had to pull her back down before they got into a car accident. As soon as Susan pulled over Taranee had gotten all she could out of Nigel.

"They're not quit sure what happened. He said he went over to Matt's place to pick him up but he found him screaming in pain then he passed out. They had to call 911 and they took him to Heatherfeild General. He's in the ER right now but they still don't know what's wrong with him."

Will was understandably worried and upset. Matt had gone through so much in the last few days, this was just too much. Her Mother, who had been listening to frantic message, turned the car back on.

"Heartherfield General's not far from here. I can get us there in few minutes." Will didn't say anything but inside she was torn. She felt guilty that she was going to miss Mandy's funeral but her concerns for boy she loved were stronger. And that did nothing to ease her guilt.

Seeing their friend was suffering even more than before, Will's friends gathered around her. They spoke no words but were still a great comfort never the less. As they pulled into the hospital she knew they were making the right choice. Mandy would want someone there, with Matt. The dead could wait, the living might not.

Matt's head was swimming. Which was strange seeing that he was trapped within his own head, but he was still having trouble focusing. He tried to remember how he got here, and when, but no answers were coming to him. He gazed out into the black void which seemed to stretch endlessly. It was hard to make out up or down never mind a correct path to escape.

"Hello!" he called out expecting to hear an echo but his voice didn't seem to carry. "Is there anybody there?"

"Nobody here but us demons." purred a voice directly behind him. Matt jumped and spun around. Standing there was Shagon and suddenly bit's and pieces of his attack suddenly started to surface. But not quite all of them seemed to filter through leaving him confused even further.

"What are you doing here? How did you get here?" Shagon tilted his head to the side.

"I live here you fool."

Matt blinked and shook his head. "No…no that not right. I-I banished you…you shouldn't be here."

The demon started to chuckle. "Banished me? Is that how you spend your free time, fantasizing?"

Matt was confused. He remembered something about a deal and that he had won but if he had then… "Yeah, that's right, you were banished! We made a pact and I won. You shouldn't be…" It was then he realized something was a miss. There should be clouds not darkness. "Wait…where? Where am I?"

Shagon was laughing now. "We are in the furthest part of my mind. Perhaps being trapped here for so long is making you forgetful."

Matt's eyes widened. This wasn't right, it couldn't be. "But you were the one banished! We agreed whoever was the strongest would forever regain control, and I won."

Shagon just stared at him almost as if he was calculating what to say next. "You really believe that don't you."

Matt stepped back unnerved for some reason. "Of-of course I do, that's what happened!" Shagon extended his wings so fast it sounded like a gun shot. He lunged out and grabbed Matt by the throat.

As Matt gasped for air Shagon forced him to look at him directly into his mask. "You deluded little fool. What's the matter, can't handle the truth so you've fabricated this false reality to live in?"

Matt struggled to claw at the demon's fist then he started to see some kind of light emanating from Shagon's mask.

"Wake up boy. There never was a pact, you never took back control of your body, and Mathew Olsen died that day on Mt. Thanos!"

"No!" Matt cried out just trying to break free from the demons grip. "No, I remember. I took control, you lost and I went back to-"

"Will? AH HAHA hahaha." The boy shutter at the coldness of the demon's laughter. "Man, you just love your little fantasy world don't you."

Now the light had fully engulfed Shagon's mask and it was beginning to illuminate Matt as well. "Normally I'd just let you play back here all alone but I have some free time so I'm going to remind you what really happed. You remember this don't you?"

Now Matt understood what the light was, it was a memory. "The night I was able to stop you from destroying the girls at the train yard." Matt said with a smirk but his small victory was not to last.

"It started out good for you, but remember what I said when we returned home?" Matt's eyes widened with horror as the memory began to unfold, it couldn't be…

"Since I can't satisfy my bloodlust with you, your parents will have to suffice." His eyes widened in horror as he realized Shagon was standing right below his parent's bedroom window.

"No, you CAN'T!" Matt jumped up but was blasted back in less than a heartbeat.

"You were warned Olsen. I said I'd kill your family if you tried to take back control. Now sit back and enjoy the show." The demon snickered as he watched the boy's desperate attempts to stop him. "I think I'll just take care Mom and Dad tonight. I'll have to save old Gramps for later, to make sure you really know your place."

Again and again he tried to get close to Shagon but Shagon just kept blasting him back. Matt looked up desperation clouding his eyes. "Please, don't hurt them! I'll...I'll do anything."

Shagon only chuckled. "It's too bad Nerissa's Knights can't feed off of each other. Tridart would enjoy the feast you're serving up right now."

"Please... "He begged forgetting that Shagon that hated begging. The demon flew up and hovered just outside his parent's window. Matt could see his Mom and Dad restlessly tossing in their bed unaware of what was happening right outside of their own window.

"You had your chance to behave and now you have to pay the piper."

But this is where Shagon added his own interpretation of what had transpired that evening.

Matt watch the altered memory in horror as the dark Angel crashed through his parent's window waking the frightened couple. Before they could even scream, Shagon blasted Mr. Olsen in the chest at point blank range. Both Matt and his mother cried out as the man slumped against his wife.

"NOOOOOoo! Dad!!!!!!!" he shouted at the fake memory.

Mrs. Olsen began to franticly shake her husband, tears forming in her eyes. "Henry! Henry! Oh God…" Shagon flexed his wings as he approached Matt's mother. She backed away still clinging to her husband's dead body. The Matt within the memory was now bond in chains made up of Shagon's dreadlocks unable to take back any control. He shouted his thought raw at the beast that had just killed his father and was now threatening his mother.

The Matt in the real world however, violently shook his head. "No…this…this can't be right. This…this isn't what happened!" But instead of correcting him Shagon forced him to open his eye and watch the rest.

She was scared. She looked up at this thing that had just broken into her home and killed her husband and trembled. Such a creature shouldn't even exist. But he was real. But as scared as she was her thoughts turned to her father in law and son still sleeping in their rooms. The creature was blocking her way to the door but just maybe.

With courage she didn't know she had she grabbed her alarm clock, yanked it out of the wall and hurled it at Shagon. Her aim was good. It hit him in the side of the head forcing him to stagger. Taking full advantage she leapt out of her bed, ducked under his wing and bolted out of her room. In the moments that fallowed she had to make a heart wrenching choice. She knew she didn't have time to alert both her son and his grandfather. She forced herself not to look at Herbert's door as she ran past it. The monster could be right behind her and Herbert's new medication made it hard to rouse him before dawn. She only prayed he really would sleep through the night and that the beast didn't know he was in the house.

She flew down the stairs to her son's room on the ground floor. At least she was sure he would wake up quickly and hopefully they could escape out of his window. But as soon as she got to his room and looked in she saw he wasn't there.

"Matt! Matt where are you!?!" She jumped ten feet in the air as she felt a hand on her shoulder and shrieked.

"Mom! Take it easy I'm right here." She turned around to see her only son standing in the hallway with a glass of water in his hand. Tears of relief flooded her eyes but she knew they had to get out and fast.

She pulled him into his room and slammed the door behind her, locking it. "Matt, grab your wallet and my spare key we need to get out of here right now!" she said in a rush as she wedged a chair against the door.

"There's something in the house! It was some kind of monster!" she omitted the fact it had killed her husband. She was afraid Matt might try and go after it if he knew. "We have to get to the police!"

"It's OK Mom." Matt said in a eerily calm voice. "I know all about it." Mrs. Olsen paused and looked at her son. Something wasn't right, why was he making her nervous. "And as for the monster…"

In one quick motion Shagon, still glamoured as Matt, extended his black claws and rammed them into her chest. "…he's right here." Sharon Olsen gasped in shock as her son's eye started to glow green and as two huge black wings sprouted from his back. Just as Mrs. Olsen gave her final breaths Shagon had fully transformed. Her eyes full of shock, betrayal, and sadness bore into his own. Still impaled on his claws Shagon leaned forward and whispered to her.

"Don't be sad Mom. I'm finally home." and with that she slumped into Shagon's arms as he laughed madly at the real Matt's distress.

And as the fake memory ended Matt's knees gave out and he sank to the floor. Too shocked to speak only his silent tears screamed out his pain.

They'll never see

I'll never be

I'll struggle on and on to feed this hunger

Burning deep inside of me

While he had learned a few tricks from Yan Lin and Halinor he wasn't skilled enough to distinguish a real memory from a fabricated one when he so deep within his own subconscious. The truth was Matt had been having similar nightmares about not being able to save his parents for weeks even after defeating Shagon.

Shagon had used this to his advantage thus making a fake memory seem familiar to Matt. Making him sense, at least in part, that it was true. For all he knew and for all intents and purposes, it was real. It FELT real. And right here and now that was all that mattered. And Shagon knew it.

As Matt shed silent tears still in shock, the beast was already preparing for the final phase of his plan. And it was only going to get worse for the boy.

As all of this was playing in Matt's head, back in the real world Will and the girls had arrived at the hospital. It wasn't long before the doctor came out to discuss his condition to the boy's mother and friends. No one noticed, as Matt lay in his hospital bed, that one of his hands was beginning to twitch…or that his nails were starting to turn black.

To be continued…

Comatose: With Matt believing Shagon's lies will he even wake up again, or does he even want to?

Fantasyfan551: why do you have to torture matt so much. I mean you just killed his parents in his own head. HOW COULD YOU HAVE SUCH AN EVIL IMAGINATION

Shiroi Misa: I don't know, it just sort of comes to me. I'm afraid it's going to get worse before it gets better. Stick around won't you?