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Chapter five

Groaning Quatre opened his eyes. Once realizing where he was Quatre started struggling against the hold of the masked man. Looking around he stared into the eyes of Luke.

'He knows'.

Something roughly grabbed Quatre's chin and he gasped, caught unaware when Luke's grubby hands enclosed his jaw. Quatre started trembling, he was afraid, he hate to admit it but he was.

"Come now Quatre why don't you change for us." Spoke Luke rubbing his thumb against his cheek. Knowing what would happen Quatre spoke up defiantly. "I refuse", Quatre spat in the mans face for added boldness. He did not want to turn into that monster that lied dormant for 2 years now. He had come this far with detaining the demon he wasn't going to give up now.

"Really, now Quatre is that any way to treat a friend" Luke said wiping the spit off his face. He slapped Quatre across the face, "Now I suggest that you change or-" Luke motioned to a now gagged Hilde, "Little girly here will get hurt".

To demonstrate his meaning he motioned to one of his men. Hilde cried out in pain as the knife penetrated her cheek making a deep cut. But she wasn't the only one in pain. Quatre moaned as he felt the pain also. Blood dripped down Hildes face as well as Quatres from a shallow cut that appeared upon their left cheeks.

The four friends looked at Quatre to see blood dripping down a cut on his face. Making sure he and Hilde was all right they directed glares to Luke who was currently smirking. "Oops, I forgot about the curse. Oh well, now will you change for us?" he asked in fake sympathy, a smirk plastered smugly on his tan face.

Quatre was filled with indecision. He knew Luke had him where he wanted him but he wouldn't allow him to torment the girl any longer. Wincing slightly Quatre nodded and was let go of the mans strong hold. Stumbling forward he stood in front of the others, a look of utter helplessness on his face. He wouldn't be able to protect them if he turned. But what else could he do, he just seemed all so hopeless. Maybe it was…

Lifting is head up into the now clear sky; Quatre searched the dark blankets of space. The others too looked in the direction of his gaze, curious of what he was looking for. A cloud parted in the midnight sky revealing the alluring moon. It all seemed to happen in slow motion as Quatre turned toward it, a frightened look upon his features.

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Suddenly a single ray of moonlight rushed down to meet Quatre, forming an orb of white swirling energy in his outstretched hands. Everyone looked on in awe as Quatres eyes turned into a sparkling mixture of white and blue, both colors swirling within the depths of his normally teal eyes.

Abruptly the energy sphere changed into a blood red color. Morphing into some type of fluid it crawled up Quatres arm, scorching the sweater of the sleeves and burning his pale exposed skin. Quatre jerked his head back as it slid down his throat. It burned and it hurt so badly…

Emitting a red glow Quatre let an agonizing scream rip from his throat as gory black wings forced their way out of his back. Bending over Quatre clutched his stomach trying to force away the tormenting pain.

Dropping to his knees Quatre brought his hands to head and clenched his blonde locks in a death grip. Kneeling on the snow littered ground he lifted his head up, tears welling up in his eyes, the silver light gone replace by hollow black.

The others looked on in horror and disbelief as Quatre changed. "Holy shit," whispered Duo. They tried to struggle against the men but received punches to the stomach making the boys gasp for breath.

Heero supposingly the impassive one was horrified along with Trowa, while Wufie muttered something about injustice. Luke had a sadistic smile plastered on his face. And Hilde who had unfortunately been knocked unconscious was oblivious of what was taking place.

Watching Quatre once again they saw the wings were now fully out, reaching about 10 feet. They flapped weakly spraying droplets of blood on the earth. Standing up Quatre clutched his head tighter, tears of blood left trails down his porcelain face.

"MAKE IT…STOP! SOMEONE PLEASE…help me," he ended in a whisper. He grew eerily quiet as all sounds were silenced.

Quatres arms went limp at his side he hands now adorned with sharp claws. Casting his head down his hair shadowed his eyes leaving half of his face visible. An unnatural smirk plastered on his once kind face. His eyes dark as if in a trance.

Cautiously Luke walked over to Quatre. Stopping a foot away he lifted his hand to stroke the boys cheek. But before he could even get there a clawed hand caught his in a vice grip. Cracking bones resounded along with a yelp as Luke snatched his hand away. A scream rang in the silent night as Luke's arm was torn from his body. Hauntingly Quatre lifted is head to gaze at Luke's pained expression. A smirk played across Quatres bloody face as he licked his fingers clean of the blood. Savoring the taste even though it was sour.

The boys stared in disgust of what this once kind boy now was.

Luke sneered at his buddies as they went to work on his torn shoulder. "You'll pay for that slut," he snarled. Quatre who had been too preoccupied with clawing his arm he didn't see the attack coming.

He was tackled to the ground by one of Luke's men while the others held him in place. Luke walked toward a subdued Quatre. "Nasty, nasty Quatre didn't anyone ever tell you its not polite to rip off arms." He scolded as he straddled the now bound demon. Bending down right above Quatres parted lips. " I will have your power", as soon as hearing this Wufie cried out.

"You fool, do you know what you have done. If you think this demon will obey you, you've got it wrong. You can't hold him forever! He'll kill us all." Luke ignoring the protests of the others turned his attention away from a snarling Quatre.

" I cant in my human form, but I will in my demon form." Speaking these words Luke started transforming, while the others just stared in disbelief. Heero glanced sideways to Trowa who met his gaze. Both nodding, they counted to three and kicked out at their captor's knees.

The unsuspecting men grunted and fell forward, and in one fluid Duo and Wufie (who were on opposite side of Trowa an Heero) whirled around and knocked both guys to the floor. Successfully they freed themselves, but soon were surrounded by more cloaked men.

"Guys! Lets kick some butt!" yelled Duo from Heero side. Heero shared a small smile to the braided baka next to him and charged.