OK , fellow fanfiction people, I really apoligies for this, I didn't check spelling at all, and to be honest with you. I have no idea what is even happening anymore. This has turned into a train wreck. This chapter is pretty fucked up really bad ,in my opinion,and really fucked up. I don't know whether I should continue with this. At the end of this its pretty clear what Beca finds. I had ideas for this but I don't think I can continue. Life has gotten in the way and I think I can only cope with one for now with very irregular updates. And It probably won't be this one. Don't hate me. But if any wants to continue this. Your more than welcome to. Or however this work's. My other fic in progress currently is the room. Rather recent and probably better ( yet not necessarily less messed up) ..there's also two face, another train wreck , or almost train wreck, which has been abandoned for ages. Message me,leave reviews. I wanna know which one to continue.

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Of course what was I to expect. After I lulled myself to sleep, cuddled into her chest she must have gone. The coldness beside me on the bed made me shiver even though temperatures usually don't effect me.

So I lay there, for a good two hours, naked under the covers. Not physically vulnerable yet I felt emotionally vulnerable, to myself and those around me. I lay there and thought as I often do. I thought about the changes I have been experiencing, hidden away from the facility. You see even showering now caused me pain, it wasn't washing off anymore ,it was burning at my skin. I'd come out of the shower completely raw , at times my muscle tissue was even visible. Thankfully, with it I had developed particularly fast regeneration and in about half an hour, I was as good as new . Unfortunately it never healed the mind. I'm going through changes.

I truly wish to speak to Chloe about it but I fear things too, and something tells me this will not end well. Just another one of my Demonic hunches .

And that thought led me to thinking about Chloe . I'd recently come to thinking about us , together, an item?! Imagine that. Beca Mitchell settled down. I laughed out loud about that . Who am I kidding ? I'm just a good for nothing demon, everything I've accomplished, does it really even matter anymore ?

I start to rise from the bed . Bitterness etched across my face. Yet when I make a move to stand up it feels as if my whole ribcage just gave way . I scream out in pain, collapsing to the floor .

"You're not so strong now, my child." Of course . I should have known . I tilt my head up, reaching with my hand to prop myself up on the bedside cabinet . Standing on legs.

I glare into her possessive red eyes.

" Hello Mother . You killed my brother and now your after me , isn't that correct ?"

"Now ,darling. Tell me how you know of your brothers decease."

"I was there. Do you not remember? " she stares at me with a blank expression." Of course you wouldn't remember . After disposing of Victor , you turned on me. Particularly weak from the rather valiant attempt at defeating you Victor put up despite the fact he wasn't made for fighting . He would have won as well if you weren't such a freak!"

" If I'm a freak, you're a freak baby." She saunters up to me. Towering over me . As she brings her face close to mine ,licking all the way across my jaw ,with her snake like tongue, and up to my earlobe. Biting at it.

"Mother stop." Nothing ."Mother! " she looks up at me with those same eyes as mine and I lose it .

I push her back , hurling her into the wall as her body moulds into it. I walk over ,picking her up off the floor . Only to knock her down again with more force than before.

" You've grown in power my dear . Yet that monster in you still kindles inside . Let me be the match ?"

I begin to kick her face in. In a matter of seconds it appears mutilated .

I attempt to compose myself . Taking ragged deep breaths . Ribs still completely collapsed .

" Good work my child . Your losing it already . You don't need me at all . That Chloe of yours got the job done . "

I pick her up, holding her neck in my hand, crushing her windpipe, slowly.

" How do you know Chloe?!" I roar at her , only answered with a sick twisted smile . "What did you do to her?"

" Why don't you look in the wardrobe my child ?"