I don't feel any different, from before, but Monica seemed to think so. I changed from my hospital gown into an all black suit. I looked ito the mirror. My eyes were no longer light brown, they were red, bright red. Blood red. Just like Jack.

"Kim!" Monica's voice boomed from behind.

"Nice of you to join the team." she said.

"My pleasure."

Monica actually smiled, not a devious or twisted one, a happy one.

"I have a plan."

"What's the plan?"

"I don't know why, but I love knowing that highly trained assassins are under my control, I just need more. You know?"

I nodded. She's telling me, she wants more power, all that power will go to her head, and that's not going to end well.

After she explained conspiracy to me, I felt sick. All that power...

She can't go that for, I can't let her do this.

After she left to do more plotting, I simply sat there and thought to myself.

"Kim?"

I looked over and saw Jack. I didn't make a sound, I just sat there.

I noticed Jack's eyes were fading slowly, a huge smile lit up on his face. He rushed over to me, and examined me, poked to see if I was real or not."Kimmy?"

"Yeah, its me."

"I can't believe it."

He smiled, and cupped my cheek, and leaned in. He was merely centimeters away until a shocking pain went throughout my body and my head- I can't even begin to describe the pain. It felt like I banged my head into a wall, and an elephant stomped all over it. Its crippling pain. I clutched my stomach, me screaming out in agony. I looked up and saw Jack on the ground, I looked up and saw Monica , she was holding a remote, with a dial on it, she turned the dial , the pain became more agonizing, it was like after I got stomped by an elephant, Monica dug her nails into my skull, and slowly ripped it apart.

But something happened, its like something too over, took control of my every move It was the exact same feeling, I had back at the training area.

I grabbed Monica's leg, and pulled it from under her. She laid on her stomach, I grabbed her ankle, and began twisting it. Inside my head, I was pleading myself to stop. No. NO! My hands stopped in their tracks. I got up and backed away slowly, my vision became blurry. I quickly rushed out of the factory .

My chest hurts, my hands are clammy, and they're shaking.

I tucked them into my jacket pocket, and walked towards a puddle. I looked down into it, and saw the moon reflecting into my now red eye. I took a shaky breath. I took a step backwards, and bumped into a warm surface. I turned around, and saw the one and only Jack Brewer.

I didn't say anything, neither did he, but we both knew my personality completely changed. I turned into Monica.

He held me in his arms as I trembled at the though of being sick, twisted like her

There's no way it'll happen, I won't let it.