Haha, another chapter! So I get people telling me that they don't like Fiolee for some odd reason. I disagree. And that they like MarshallxGumball. Good news, I do too! So, sometime maybe during this, maybe after, I will write a fic about them! Let me know if you want lemon or something like that so I'll know what my audience wants. I really hope no one can call what happened in this chapter.

What Have I Become? Chapter 7

He chuckled. "Lovely, you really are so pitiful."

My blood turned cold in my veins.

Without being able to move, I thought I was practically dead already. But worse, with only my eyes and mouth working, I was forced to see how horrible what was happening really was. He didn't bite me, he didn't hurt me. If he didn't do that, I half expected him to turn away to finish what he started only a few feet away from me. I didn't expect him to maul himself. Black liquid already running down his arms, he turned and fell to his knees. He scratched, and bit every inch of his arms. His nails clawing down his face that I couldn't see. He was screaming, ripping out his raven hair in a voice that would haunt my dreams forever if I lived through this. He banged his head on the ground.

"NO! You can't make me do this NO!" He screeched into his bloody hands.

"Marshall!" I said, and he turned. His eyes weren't yellow, they weren't red either. Among his scathed face, his eyes were huge black depths. I felt the blood flow through my arms and legs again and I staggered, barely able to keep myself standing. He arched his back and screeched like a creature I've never heard before. There were holes in his neck too. Through the blood and scratches on his face, the inky black holes looked straight at me. He shouted at me to leave him. But I wouldn't go. Was this really Marshall? Was he being possessed by something? Well, if he wasn't, I had to do something before he killed himself. The holes were appearing on his pale arms, and maybe his whole body. It seemed like he was eroding away.

A few seconds after he looked at me, he jumped, pinning me down my wrists and sitting on my hips. I opened my mouth to shout, but his blackened blood filled my mouth and dripped on my body. I gasped, choking on the foul liquid. It tasted like ash and bile.

"I told you to run!" He screamed one last time before his holes for eyes grew bigger over his once charming face, showing me that the thing possessed him again. It didn't say anything sultry this time though. Instead it pushed me roughly into the hard earth, and I felt the ground crumble a little beneath me. That didn't hurt as much as when it punched me in the ribs with more strength than I thought a vampire could have. The crack I heard from my chest was sharp to my ears.

I couldn't breathe; the sticky, thick liquid was running down my throat and coating it, stretching all the way towards my lungs. As I gasped for any bit of air, the thing taking over Marshall Lee painfully started grinding my hips. Any thought process drifted away when the lasting oxygen I had left my system. The blood was cold, and I felt streams of it running down my face and neck.

Marshall Lee's POV

My head, my body, and what seemed to be my world was spinning in different directions all at once. As I rolled around on what felt like the ground, I tried to open my eyes. When I did, they rolled back in my head, unable to make sense of the spinning sensations. My head throbbed. When would it stop?

The world came to an alarming halt. My head felt fuzzy and I didn't want to open my eyes. My breathing quickened fearing the thought of what I might see when I opened them. I struggled to get on my feet and almost fell over. I didn't want to face what was in front of me. What was I just doing? I couldn't hear anything besides the ringing in my ears and things were deadly silent. My eyes…I lifted my fingers to gently touch my eyelids and nothing was different. A blonde haired girl flashed in my mind. She looked familiar. Big blue eyes. What was her name?

The ringing in my ears stopped and was replaced by a sudden shriek. My eyes popped open but I didn't see anyone in the long dark red hallway that stretched before me. I heard the scream again and jumped. This time it was so close, it seemed to be in front of me. I dared to take a step forward down the barely lit hall. The carpet and ceiling were a morbid purple and the too-close walls were red. I couldn't see a single door along these walls. There were paintings in steel coloured frames. The people in the paintings looked familiar, but I couldn't figure out who they were.

There was the girl. She was smiling in a light blue dress that matched her eyes. Her blonde hair was swept to the side but long bangs were almost covering one of her eyes. She looked so gorgeous and alive. The last thing I felt in this place. I slowly walked further down and saw a woman in the frame on the other wall. She was smiling too, but this smile wasn't like the girl's at all. She had sharp fangs like mine and her yellow eyes shone with hatred and malice. Her skin was a pale green and her black hair matched her dress suit. The strange woman looked familiar too, although I knew that whatever memory she was associated with wasn't a good one. Further and further down the hall, I kept seeing faces that I knew I should remember. Their faces, ugly or good, were eating away at me and I racked my brain to remember them.

A young man with pink skin made me smile and I didn't even know why. A pretty woman with long dark brown hair and round spectacles gave a small smile in the dark frame, but I could see sadness in her eyes. She had more pictures on the same wall, but they all looked different. She was still beautiful, but her hair turned snow white and her skin getting bluer and bluer as I stepped forward. Scowls took the places of the smiles as I walked and fury grew in her now white eyes. In one picture she had a small golden tiara on. By that point tears were rolling down my cheeks. I had to leave this place.

I jogged down the hall, not seeing and end. I skimmed past the faces of demons and then small creatures that would've been cute if I had stopped to look at them. I finally got to a part of the hallway that was dimmer and decided to slow down. I saw the picture of the girl with the big blue eyes and the tears came faster. I wiped away the blurry tears and looked away. The lights were dimming still. I took one last look at the girl and thought I saw a tear before the lights completely went out, shrouding me in darkness. I looked around, trying to find some form of light. I touched the walls and immediately snapped back my hands. They were sticky and damp. I looked up and felt almost blinded when the lights came back on, so much brighter than before. I yelped and waited for my eyes to get back into focus. My skin felt like it was burning. I opened my eyes and looked at the picture. I yelled when I saw the distorted face before me. With black holes for eyes, her skin looked like it was peeling off and there was red blood around her wide mouth. I forced myself to look away and quickly walked away. The pictures following that were horrific. The same girl, once the loveliest thing I remember seeing was now being tortured in cruel ways upon the canvas. On tables, beds, and against wall, looking like she was screaming for her life. Being mauled by wolves, all with the same terrifying face that ripped at my chest. In one picture she looked like she was being devoured by some kind of demon creature in a place with red sand. The walls looked like they were dripping with something darker than the paint. The white haired woman looked at me with her white eyes and a smile stretched all the way across her face.

The piercing shriek I heard earlier sounded directly in my ears and I fell to my knees with tears pouring down my face. I sobbed begging for it all to stop. I didn't know where I was or who the people in the pictures were. The voice was sobbing in sync with me like it was being tortured. It was a girls voice and I'm sure was once a soft sweet sound. The last thing I heard before the world started spinning again was the girl, as if she was inches away from my face, crying out so loud it made my ears hurt.

"FIONNA!"

Woah crazy. I apologize for being a total slacker but I do try. PLEASE tell me what you think and review or PM me, I'm always up to chat!

-CJ