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As Manny stood in-the-moment comforting Frida, he heard an explosion coming from downtown. He didn't want to let go, but he knew that if he turned to El Tigre, the rage and fury of a real tiger would instantly take over him, and he would be forced to leave. Then he realized something.

If he would be completely taken over with rage, and the mayor bared him with bad news, such as leaving town forever, would he be sad, or just get even angrier? Would he tear the mayor to pieces? Or would he just leave with dignity? Frida noticed Manny's tension, and instantly knew what he was thinking.

"No, Manny, you can't go down there. You'll get kicked out of town for sure! Your tiger fury will get the best of you again." Frida scolded. Even with the worry that he could hear in her voice, there was just one reason still that was urging him to go…..

He would still have her by his side if he left.

He thought about having a little world together with her, just two friends, living together. Something seemed so fitting about it. Like, somehow and in some way it would happen later in their lives. Then, being alone together like that…..what if it was as more than just friends? What if…..what if they fell in love?

Although he knew they were just friends, he felt like he was wrong at the same time. He felt like if they had something more, it would be a better and bigger happiness. He felt like there was a happiness lying within the thought alone. Say they did get together, what would the turnout be? A good one, or would it ultimately lead to a failure? Was it really worth the risk of losing a friend?

Manny's conscience told him not to overreact. It told him that he couldn't imagine living his life without her, so why would he-in a relationship with her-ever have a reason to break up? And as for leaving him the same way all the others did, that wasn't a problem and he knew it. He knew that she didn't mind his fighting. She even helped him. Hel-lo? I mean, really. She even STOLE your belt once. SHE wanted to be powerful. SHE doesn't mind your fighting! SHE'S perfect for you! REALIZE IT! Manny's conscience screamed at him. Manny continued to fight the urge to stop crime as he heard the screams of innocent by-standers. He raced to his living room, trying to stop himself from reaching for his belt. He could already feel the anger surging through him. Rodolfo came racing into the living room, trying as hard as Frida to stop him.

"Mi'jo, no! You'll destroy the city again, and get kicked out for sure!" He screamed. Manny kept resisting, but the power and the fury, the anger, it was all bubbling to the surface. He couldn't stop it, he had to go down there! He couldn't stand it. Innocent screams from victims of evil were taunting his ear drums. How he wished he was deaf right now, so he couldn't hear the horror coming from the streets below. He could feel his hand reaching for his belt, and his other hand trying to stop it. He could hear his dad's and Frida's efforts to stop him from transforming, all of which failed to work. All of which failed the anger bubbling inside him from taking control. He started to lose control piece by piece. He felt a state of fury and rage taking over him.

"N-no, I won't do it! Dad, go downtown and STOP IT, STOP IT NOW!" Manny screamed as he finally lost all control. Rodolfo immediately raced downtown to ward of the temptations of evil. But it was too late. Manny, fully engulfed with a tiger's rage and anger, spun his belt buckle and let out a tremendously loud roar. "EL TIGRE!" He screamed, even louder than normal. In a flash, Manny was gone, dark and enflamed growls disappearing in the wind that swept across Frida's face. She felt the wind start to blow on her hair as he pounced away.

"Oh no, Manny!" She whispered. She knew she couldn't stand there, she couldn't just do nothing. She raced to the scene of the crime to see what was going on. She ran as fast as her legs could carry her, but somehow she felt that it was not fast enough. She felt like by the time she got over there, Manny would already be getting yelled at by the mayor, and Mayor Rodriguez would already be pointing an angry finger towards the path out of town, signaling Manny what to do. Then she would have to mercilessly follow, leaving the life she knew in Miracle City behind, just so she wouldn't break a promise and her heart watching Manny, her best friend and secret love, leave her forever. She imagined the nightmare playing out in her head and she felt tears start to pour down her face like a heavy rainfall. She couldn't run anymore. She stopped, panting, letting the salty tears pour down her face. Seems she had stopped at the right place, because a vicious fight was raging right in front of her. El Tigre was mercilessly clawing at a bandito, and White Pantera was trying to stop him, but was starting to fail miserably. Manny's rage was becoming powerful, like that of the tiger he is. The hunter's spirit of a tiger had fully overcome her best friend, and she knew he was doomed to keep his vicious powers out of the city.

"MANNY, STOP!" Frida screamed at him as he raised a claw to strike a final blow at the bandito. Manny, pinning the bandito down against the road, claw still raised, hid his blood-stained claws and looked over to Frida, eyebrow raised. He saw the tears pouring down her face, and his own instantly fell. He looked down at the villain and saw how bloody, scraped and scratched the poor bandito was. He saw the blood on his own claws, and got off the horror-stricken bandito laying there. Manny took several steps back until he bumped into Frida. He turned around, bloody claws still being held in front of his face.

"What…..what have I done?" He whispered to himself. Frida shook her head in terror, a shake that said to Manny, "No, no, don't touch me, don't…" Manny was horrified beyond belief now.

"Frida.....i'm so sorry, i-it wasn't me! Something took over me! The rage, the-the…the anger, it all took control of me! Please, I'm not a monster!" Manny begged, mostly for her forgiveness. Frida looked around. She saw a bandito, bleeding to death, getting hauled off to the hospital. She saw her father, along with the other policia, scribbling notes onto a notepad. What most disappointed her was seeing the mayor, bodyguards on each side of him, trudging angrily towards the scene. She knew what he was going to say, and she had a feeling that her day-mare was going to come true in not too long….

"Frida! Get away from him! He is a dangerous villain!" Frida's father scolded at her. Frida, being stricken with terror too much to speak for the past several minutes, finally spoke up.

"DAD! Manny is NOT a villain! He's my best friend, and I know that he didn't mean to do any of this!" She almost screamed at her father. Manny started to rant to himself.

"The smell of his first drop of blood…..the anger….it was all so invigorating, it was…..it…." He complained, just above a whisper, to no one in particular. He looked down at his blood stained claws in horror. It was true that as soon as he smelled the very first drop of blood, his tiger senses just took full control. He felt that his powers were spiraling out of control. He thought back to the original El Tigre. How did he make it through all this? How did he seem to control it? Was that the very cause of his death? Manny felt his heart rate increase until he could feel his heart beating in his chest, and felt the sweat pouring down his face. He couldn't stand it anymore; he couldn't stand to see the memory playing out before his eyes. He couldn't take it anymore. He had to leave; he had to get advice from the one person he knew would understand.

Suddenly, he ran.

Far, far into the distance.

Haha, wohaaa! Dramatic much? Gory….quite gory. Li'lle blood, li'lle angst. Bet ya'all can't wait for the next chapter, can ya? Hahah, me neither! Anyways, review! [: