A/N: AGH! Sorry for the late updates and I have been trying to fix the weird formatting on the last chapter but god knows why my computer and FF don't interact well. Well, I have contracted a severe case of writers block so this chapter is pretty mediocre. I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU GUYS! Thanks for all the reviews!

It was dark, so dark. Or at least that was the closest description to the limbo she found herself in. It was more like nothingness, like everything had ceased to exist. She had tried to move, to call out to someone but found that she had no voice or body. This blankness was smothering her. Once in what felt like an eternity she would hear muffled voices shouting or murmuring around her. Or rather one voice, a girl saying her name: Faye. She had almost forgotten but that was it, Faye Chamberlain. Maybe she was just imagining it but she felt too dull, too unlike what she knew to be herself. The voice brought her through a little bit more every time it spoke, it was a familiar voice she just couldn't place it

If Faye really listened she began to realize that she could hear other murmurs in the dark. Slick whispers that told het things, that made her remember everything. Every single bad moment, rejection and denial she had ever experienced, every lie she had told herself. The whispers were harsh and in this void in which she had no defense it was starting to really get under her skin. Under her skin. It seemed to ring a bell, something about how she had gotten here having to do with skin. A realization suddenly hit her and if she could have she would have screamed. That's right whispered the voices, she was stuck inside herself, her body gone from her control and her should the only thing left of her.

Faye felt an anger rush into her that she could not compare to anything she had felt before. She felt so violated and vulnerable like this, and Faye Chamberlain did not do vulnerable, she did not do captive and she certainly did not do demonic possession. If Faye was anything she was a fighter and she was going to get through this, she just needed to focus. This was her body and if she was conscious of the noise coming from outside that meant she could still hear to an extent, she just needed to focus on the voice. It was calm, a simple murmur clearly speaking to whatever it was that was controlling her body. Did they know?

Pushing harder against the weight of the darkness and the evil murmurs that were growing obnoxiously in volume she managed to catch a few words, an intonation. Diana, it was Diana. Oh God, in that case she obviously wasn't going to help her. Diana wasn't going to know on her own that something was off if the demon was acting like her. Of all the people- but Faye had to focus. Steeling herself, Faye continued to push with increased effort. Suddenly she could hear herself speaking, something was off. People behind her? Out of nowhere the murmurs burst into a shrill chorus of otherworldly voices like a dozen chittering insects in the night. She strained even harder as her thoughts were beginning to not even sound like her. Faye was going under fast.

As she worked against the dark will she began hearing more past the howling, more voices not just Diana's. Was that Adam? Cassie? It was getting so difficult to push that it was almost like she was feeling physical pain. The whispers were back, tearing at her resolve. Focusing on Diana's voice, which was what had made her aware of this mess, she fought. Faye was a fighter, she wasn't a scared little girl with daddy issues, she wasn't a closet case and she was getting more and more worn out. The closer she felt the outside world come to her the louder the voices refuted her attempts.

"You are useless, all you do is complain" they whispered. "Your own mother cannot stand you. You are alone. Even Melissa wouldn't miss you if you let go." They continued, "Everyone will leave you in the end so why not give up now. Without magic you would be nothing."

She wasn't listening to this, no way in hell. If she let her insecurities cost her her life she swore to god she was never going to forgive herself. She vaguely noticed that there wasn't as much outside noise now. It was quiet now and Faye worried that it meant that the demon had taken care of them. Was that why she wasn't hearing Nick or Melissa? Were they gone? The fear this thought caused brought on another wave of anger. If this was true she wasn't going to let the thing possessing her get away with this, no. It was going to pay.

Now Faye was feeling dizzy almost and she knew she wasn't going to have much left in her, using her anger she tried to keep going. It was getting so hard now. Even as she felt the dark energy focus on some other task than tormenting her she was starting to see everything go gray. At least she could hear Diana again, maybe she was fine, maybe it'd be alright if she kept pushing. If Faye let go then she knew that she wouldn't be able to stop the demon from hurting the people she was hearing. Diana was probably close to her, her voice was so clear. Diana would be hurt, that couldn't happen.

Any other time she would have avoided any train of thought that had to do with Diana but she didn't have the time to avoid that right now. The light was getting stronger and I wasn't black anymore, she could almost push through now. She could almost feel the crack that was going to let her through, let her gain control of herself. It seemed that she was starting to see, a palette of colors bloomed across her eyes. Suddenly a face seemed to form itself, and if she could have she would have smiled but she couldn't feel her body yet. Soon she could feel her eyes opening and the skin on her face. Her body was hers again, she could feel everything. She could feel ropes? They had tied her up? Faye opened her mouth to speak only to realize that she couldn't. All she could do was stare at the face above her, Adam was there. Her eyes scanned the small portion of room she could move her eyes to. Where was Diana? The voice that had gotten her out.

Melissa appeared in her line of vision, her mouth moving quickly as if she were saying something. She looked so happy to see her, Nick came close behind her. Faye started to feel panic unfurling in her chest where was Diana? She knew she had heard her. Had she been imagining it? Faye had fought so hard to get out and show that fucking demon she wouldn't go down without a fight but now it was howling again. God, she was exhausted. What had her body been doing? The fear was overwhelming her as she realized she couldn't fight the darkness off for much longer. Breathing slowly now she tried to move again, her hearing coming back. Melissa was saying her name and Adam wasn't shutting up about "if she was ok." Nick was silent, he looked so scared, if she got out of this he was never living that down.

Faye struggled to say something, to warn them off. It was coming back now, it was angry that she had held it off for even a second. "Y-you have to go." She forced out. Their expressions were filled with confusion now. "Go. I can't. I can't hold it off." They weren't listening and now someone else was crowding in over her. Straining through the slight mist settling back over her field of vision she saw Diana. Faye's eyes widened as she gave one last attempt to warn her friends, "I'll kill you." She was desperate now, willing them to understand. Diana gazed down at her with a concerned look, trying to decipher her chocked out murmur. Out of nowhere another voice emerged, someone was shouting for them to get away from her. Cassie was pulling them all away, and now another figure appeared. An old woman with red hair and drawn features. The fear on her face grew as she saw something on Faye's face, Faye had a sneaking suspicion that she knew what it was. The darkness grew as she once again felt herself lose control.

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