im just gonna stop apologizing for the length, these are probs gonna be all short
The world was on fire, and it was my fault.
"Hyde!" I shouted out the window, over the sounds of the citizens screaming and my evil counterpart laughing. The maniacal laughter ceased, followed shortly by a sound like a fly being zapped by lightning. Hyde stood behind me, ragged and glowing faintly green. Tendrils of some otherwordly energy fluttered off his form, giving him an ethereal look that scared me. I bolstered my courage and stepped towards him, throwing my arm out towards the window, gesturing at the carnage my home had become.
"What have you done?" I asked furitively.
He chuckled madly, the light in his dark eyes shining too bright to be good. "Do you mean, what have you done, my dear doctor. This is all thanks to you."
What? I glanced out the window at the fires raging across the city in spurts and bursts. Buildings had fallen, leaving hundreds homeless. Those that were in the streets still ran screaming, crying, mothers clutching babes to their breasts and men furiously batting away flames, fighting to save themselves and those they loved. "How do you mean?"
"It was your concoction that made me as I am in the first place, all those months ago," Hyde snickered. "And the new one only sealed the deal. I am irrevocably connected to the very ether that makes this world, in such a way that gives me power you could only dream of. In other words: you fucked up!" He cackled, floating high in the room, lashing energy wrapping around my arms and pinning them to my sides. Thunder boomed, rattling the window panes and cracking them and my psyche. This could not be possible.
"Someone will stop you," I called over the laughter. "I will stop you!"
"Oh, how cute," Hyde crooned, floating closer. He traced my cheek with an over-sharp nail, drawing a thin line of blood that dripped down my neck. "The little doctor thinks he can stop God." His voice boomed and he slashed, cutting long lines into my face. I screamed, the fiery pain lancing through my nerves. Blood poured down my face in rivulets, getting in my eyes and mouth. I spat it out, sneering at the monster I created.
"I will stop you," I vowed. "I know not how, or when, but you I will stop you. I promise."
"I'd like to see you try," he said, rising again. His tendrils of energy wrapped me tight, cutting off my air. The room darkened, throwing deep shadows across the mess his whirlwind of energy was creating. Nightmares lashed at the corners of the room, at the edges of reality, waiting to be released. Flames licked my feet, though I couldn't tell if they were real or figments created to scare me. They were working at that.
I plunged suddenly down, and screamed.
Into a dark world where my nightmares became reality, I fell. I didn't know if this was a dream, but if it was, it was so terrifyingly real. Creatures from some horrible underworld clawed at me, tearing my body to shreds. An unearthly light would put me back together again, barely, pieces all wrong and not fitting together, only for the creatures to return, to begin again. Unimaginable horrors tormented me, screaming and crying, an unending cacophony that made my ears bleed. I clawed at the walls of my mind, struggling to escape to find some repentance from this neverending torture, but to no avail. I was held fast, under the water, my screams bubbling up and out and tearing my vocal chords to shredded slivers that burned and fried and sizzled like my skin, my bones breaking and reforming and breaking and breaking me until I broke-
And everything went blessedly, eternally dark, and everything ended, and I felt my physical body slip between my fingers, and I knew.
Hyde had taken control, and Hyde had won.
I screamed, but nobody heard.