The Vampire of Emerald Forest had taken another victim.
Weiss Schnee. They couldn't find her. She was dead to the world as far as everyone knew.
The atmosphere of Beacon was tense and dark. There wasn't much laughter anymore, there was a preparation for war.
This did not help Tim's sanity in the slightest. Noah was beginning to catch on to the fact that something was going very wrong with Tim.
Tim didn't know this, but Noah was in his half-asleep state that he'd perfected. Noah had seen him looming with Tim's eyes glowing like embers, seen Tim struggle against the urge to murder him.
As you can imagine, concerned was an understatement for how Noah felt right now. He planned to confront Tim about it this very day.
Meanwhile, Tim was locking himself away, coming out only to train with Ironwood. Noah had to do something, and fast.
Tim was walking from the room as Noah grabbed his wrist. He whirled around, ready to attack, and then calmed himself upon realizing that it was Noah.
"Tim. We need to talk."
"Yeah? About what?" Tim questioned.
"You've been acting.. Off lately."
Tim froze. Noah knew, he had to make sure Noah didn't tell, he might have to kill Noah if it came down to it..
Do it, the voice in his head purred. Kill Noah. Rip him apart, let him choke on his own blood. Dead men don't say shit.
It was happening again, he was being ensnared in the grip of his impulses. He looked up and his eyes were amber.
It wasn't him, he wanted to scream as he stalked towards Noah, it wasn't him in control.
Noah pulled out a bat from underneath his bunk.
He didn't want to do this..
Tim leapt at him and Noah swung a blow to Tim's head that would have definitely been a home-run.
As Tim slumped to the ground, Noah winced. "Yeesh. That's going to leave a bruise."
Later that night, Tim awoke to the smell of meat.
He was asleep and his impulses had won out again.
He wandered to the fridge and slammed the door open, his amber eyes flicking to the raw steak.
Before he knew, he had grabbed it and torn it apart, blood painting his mouth like lipstick.
He awoke and looked down at the carnage, tears starting to well up as he stepped away from the counter and began to sob.
Noah wandered towards Tim, towards the brutal scene. "Tim, what.. What happened?" Noah inquired.
Tim said nothing.
Weiss pulled herself to the entrance of Beacon, bloody and fading fast. She pounded at the door, roaring to be let in before she collapsed on the doorstep, her light dimming. Her last words before falling were "I'VE SEEN THE VAMPIRE! SEEN HIS FACE!" Her fate was unclear.
Author's note: I'm back.
New updates this week. Get ready. Because shit's about to go DOWN.