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Chapter Eleven

Anthony's POV

As I waited for Liz to wake up, I saw her having what I thought was a nightmare. But when she woke up an hour later, I suddenly realized that I was wrong. When I asked her how she felt, she snapped at me and said fine in an angry tone. She's never done that before.

As the day went on, everyone noticed that Lizzy was acting different. She snapped and yelled at Auntie Rosalie and Uncle Jasper for being too pushing when all they asked was how she felt.

"Something doesn't feel right," Uncle Jasper said when Lizzy was out of ear shot.

"I know. What did you pick up from her?" I asked.

"Anger. Lots of anger and despair. But it doesn't feel like Lizzy. It feels like something else."

I nodded my head. "I know. When I try to get in to her head, there's something blocking me. And it doesn't feel like Lizzy's mind either."

At that moment, we heard Lizzy screaming at my mother and went to see what was wrong.

"You're stupid! You're so stupid! I asked you to leave me alone but you couldn't even do that! How did you ever pass high school? How I ever got a mother like you, I'll never understand!" Lizzy screamed at our mother. Mom looked like she would cry if she could.

"Elizabeth! Take that back and tell your mother you're sorry!" Dad scolded her, his eyes black.

"No, I don't think I will. I don't wanna," she said as she started to turn away.

Dad grabbed her arm and spun her back around. "What did you just say to me?"

"I said I didn't want to say sorry. She probably wouldn't be able to comprehend what I was saying to her. I think I used too big of words for YOU already."

I was shocked by what Lizzy was saying and doing. The Lizzy I knew would never talk to our parents like that. This wasn't Lizzy.

"I grabbed her by her shoulders and shook her. "What's wrong with you? You've never acted like this before."

Lizzy's eyes flashed from her normal brown/gold color to red when I yelled at her. I gasped and stepped away from her. Then it hit me. Lizzy wasn't acting like this BEFORE the last attack. And the whole time she was unconscious, she looked like she was straggling.

"You're possessed," I whispered, "That's why I can't read your thoughts and why Uncle Jasper thinks it's not really you he feels."

Lizzy got this wicked smile on her face and her eyes changed to the red color they were before; her face got darker, more evil looking then it was before.

"You're right," she said, "Your sister put up a great fight for me, but I still won. And you know what? I think I'll keep her body."

The voice that came from Lizzy was not hers. Her voice was sweet, and sounded like music when she talked. This voice was raspy and very low. It sounded like a demons voice.

"What the hell?" I heard Uncle Emmett say.

The picture frames in the living room started shaking and falling off the wall. The lamps started to flicker and the T.V. started changing channels on its own. Lizzy smirked and her eyes got brighter. The pictures that fell started to whip past my head. I ducked to avoid being it.

I've always attacked when I was attacked. But I was never attacked by my own sister before. I stood there with wide eyes as I looked at her. She started to laugh; this laugh was the most evil thing I have ever heard.

The pictures started spinning in the air like floating razor blades. It hurt to get it by them. The lamps were yanked from the wall and thrown against the walls. The T.V. exploded, sending glass shards everywhere. Mom ran to me and covered my body up with hers so the glass wouldn't cut me.

The whole time Lizzy was laughing. The rest of the family was on the floor, crouching down so not to be hit. I looked at their faces. Uncle Emmett's looked worried and angry at the same time. He was holding on to Auntie Rosalie, who had a horrified look on her face. Auntie Alice looked scared and hid behind the couch. Uncle Jasper looked like he was in pain, and Mom, Grandpa Carlisle, Grandma Esme and Dad all looked at Lizzy like she grew a second head.

I heard all the doors and windows up the stairs opening and closing rapidly. A wooden dining room chair was picked up and thrown at the wall, breaking in to tiny wooden fragments. I wanted to cry, to cry for my sister.

As soon as it started, it stopped. I looked back at Lizzy and saw her head was down, her chin on her chest. Her knees buckled and she fell to the ground. I ran to her and held her in my arms, calling her name.

Lizzy's POV

I didn't like it at all! I hated what this evil creature was doing to my family. I hated what it said to my mother and father.

I tried to pull it back and take control over my body. It was a hard battle, but for a minute I was able to get through.

"Anthony…" I whispered, "Anthony, go get my rosary Hurry before he comes back…" My voice sounded weak to me.

Anthony nodded and gently laid me down and ran to get my rosary. He was back within three seconds. He put it around my neck as soon as I lost control of the demon, but I had what I needed to win the war.

Third Person POV

Lizzy laid on the ground with her family, in a circle, around her; their faces where filled with worry. Lizzy's eyes were closed for a long time; the family thought maybe she was sleeping. Until her eyes snapped open and started shifting side to side at a rapid pace. Her body started to convulse and a weird noise was coming out of her mouth. It was a mixture of Lizzy's voice and the demon's.

Bella started to sob at the sight of her daughter. Edward went and wrapped his arms around her.

Lizzy's skin started to flash between her pale, beautiful skin to the dark, gray skin the demon took on. Her eyes flashed between red and brown.

The last thing anyone heard was the horrifying scream that ripped from Lizzy's body. Her body went still after.

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I know, I don't think I did a good job. But I hope you guys liked it. What's gonna happen to Lizzy? And will the demon take over her body and soul completely?

Thanks for reading and please review,

Deadly Black Viper