Salvation:

Author's Note:

Now this story must come to an end and Donovan must face the inevitable, SPOILER ALERT! It pains me to say this,but this concludes of Turned: Oneshot of Donovan's Point of View in LockDown...

Anything italicized and underlined is a thought of the previous speaker.

Italicized is Donovan speaking.

Underlined is Alex speaking.

Bold is Zee speaking.

Bold, underlined, and italicized is Simon speaking.

"What have I done? Why did I make them turn away?! It wasn't me, Alex! I swear! It's the elixir and Cross that's making me do this! Making me betray you! I would never try to hurt you! Please believe me!

I sat in my cot, strapped down, what have I done? I couldn't help, but feel so vulnerable and afraid, I wanted to be strong and be able to protect myself, but not at this price, I don't want to be strong if it turns me against you and changes me into a monster. You should have listened to Simon. Simon was right. I am a monster and I will end up hurting you. Alex, you have to get away from here, you have to get away from me, before I hurt you.

My, my what a pitiful, helpless creature I am. Didn't you say that you wanted to become stronger? Didn't you say that it was time to end things? Start over? Erase all pain away? Erase Maria?

No, not if it will hurt my friends.

Your friends? What about the ones you left behind questioning your true identity after they learned you killed Maria? What about them? What makes them different from the ones who are here?

… The difference is that they are alive and they want to help. The others may have, but they're not here right now and they probably won't even listen to what I'll say, because I'm a cold heartless murderer in their eyes.

And Alex and Zee don't see you as a cold heartless murderer? Oh wait, you never told them. You never told them why you were down here for. You never told them how you caused the love of your life to commit suicide because of a small misunderstanding, or how you watched your best friend rip you family apart and tear them limb form limb and kill them, nor did you tell them how you turned and stabbed him. You never told them how you felt when you killed Nick. How you were overjoyed with the splash of his warm blood spewing everywhere. How you were tempted to go on a murderous rampage to satisfy your need for pleasure.

Shut up! I never felt that way, I didn't want to kill Nick! I never did! I was forced to! He killed Stephanie and mom and dad...

Then why didn't you tell them if it was that simple, why didn't you tell them that you had to get revenge on the one who killed your family, because you killed his love?

It's not that simple... And I didn't kill Maria.

How is it difficult to explain to them, you could have just told them that you needed to kill him because of the pain inside, because of the sorrow of knowing that everything's gone. Sure you didn't intentionally kill Maria, but you did drive her over the edge, didn't you.

What no response?! Seems like my messages have finally gotten through to you.

I turned the scalpel over and over, replaying the message that Donovan had relayed; "Alex, there are other ways of saving me, if you know what I mean."What am I suppose to do? I can't leave Donovan there, but I also can't, I just can't.

Alex, we need to move, after all Donovan can't save his sorry butt if he's strapped down like that... Hey what are you holding?

Yeah, you're right... Its nothing I'm not holding anything.

I dropped the scalpel on the ground, and gazed off at the light entering the cell from where Simon held the door open.

Whatever you say buddy, but remember, we have a lard-ass to save.

Guys, is it possible for you to converse a bit longer?My arms are about to fall off.

Aw c'mon Simon, you're like superman here. You gotta be able to left things heavier than that.

Zee's right. How are you supposed to help us get out of here it you can't hold the damn door open?

Well, the door weighs like an obese elephant, so why don't we get a move on before I collapse and you'll have to save my sorry ass?

Aye, aye, Princess Simon.

Zee bowed deeply, smirking, I hide my suffering behind a mask of happiness, fake happiness because one of us will not make it out alive.

The darkness helped conceal us until we got to the infirmary, the uneasiness rose as we traveled closer to the eerie room. We split up like before, like the first time we found him, I needed to work fast. I found him in the same spot as before. He looked pained and vulnerable, I raised one of the nearby pillows above my head, Zee and Simon caught me, they raced over.

My eyes open, a tear fell onto my face, I looked up and saw Alex, he was crying, but why? His mouth parted and formed words, words I couldn't see until I saw the pillow raised up high and Zee and Simon racing over. He mouthed; "I'm sorry. I can't save you. I'm sorry." I gave him a weak smile letting him know that this was okay. He didn't need to live with the regret I lived with my whole entire life. He needed a clean slate, and if I had to be erased to let him live with that clean slate then so let it be.

I brought the pillow down and held it over Donovan's head, I couldn't let go, this was his last wish. I had to make sure it came true. Zee and Simon watched in silence.

Darkness came over me, I closed my eyes and stopped regretting, this was the end and I was glad to conclude this nightmare. Thank you Alex.

Author's Note:

This concludes the end of Turned, I'm glad that you have faithfully stayed by and read my story. I like to give my thanks to my friend, XxBeneathxHeavenxIsxHellxX , who came up with the idea, but unfortunately never got to work on it along with me. And I like to thank you, my readers for just reading my work. This is the end of my first work and I hope to create many more. As for Donovan, rest in peace, the life you had lived was harsh and cruel, but you had people who helped you live it to the fullest.