Disclaimer: Joss is God. Joss owns all. We must worship – and loathe, for He is also the Devil.
Author's Note: Fred becoming Illyria – it's been done to death, but 'Villains' was on that day and gave me an idea. Also, a big thanks to my lovely beta Julia. I beg of you, a wretched, filthy soul I am, for some nice feedback – even if 'tis only to accuse me of sins.
It's taking over... What is it? Oh, God! You feel like bullets are ripping through you!
...But they aren't, just that gnawing of something, trying to gnaw at you until it devours you completely. You weren't raised to know about things like this, you were raised to be a perfect daughter that never had an impure thought – and never wished harm to anyone.
You aren't supposed to be the girl that fights demons, much less become one. Is that what this is? Are you becoming a demon?
The tiniest voice in your mind says you knew this would happen, it says that everyone knows how they're going to die...but no one understands until it's actually happening. You, you're being hollowed out to make room. Room for what?
Me.
It will wear you like a Halloween costume, your skin acting like that princess dress you wore when you were you were five.
I don't want to die! You try to fight it, uselessly, and you know that this is the end. Though what seems like is taking forever is mere seconds.
You realize something in that instant: books can't help you; because no matter how much you knew (or thought you knew), it won't stop the pain, it won't stop that thing inside of you – your knowledge won't stop death.