CHAPTER TWO

He hit his forehead over and over again with the palm of his hand. There was so much, yet so little in there. He kept trying to fill the space and overcompensate for memories that were long gone.

Sometimes, he'd spend a small eternity trying to get them back because they just had to be there somewhere. He only needed to find them. They had to be there. He couldn't simply lose things that were in his head. Where would they go? Had they slipped out of his ears while he was lost in thought? Maybe out his nose or eyes.

He touched each gingerly – curiously – as if he'd be able to catch them in the act. He rubbed all around his face gently at first, but when he found nothing, irritation set in. His nails sliced into his skin as he searched fruitlessly for what had been long gone.

Eventually, he stopped and laid down, floating passively in the darkness. He felt completely nothing as he blinked sightlessly. It could've been seconds, hours, or days before he was lucid, once more.

He didn't feel particularly rested, but he was glad that his face was healed. It was really bothering him. It also bothered him that he had healed so quickly. That wasn't normal, was it? No, that was right. He wasn't normal.

There was something wrong with him. There was something wrong with everything… There was nothing here!

He was bored.

"Do you want to play?" she grinned impishly at him. Her nearly transparent lingerie made him nearly pant like a dog. The way her hips swayed as she glided over to him made him nearly lose it in his trousers.

He pulled her down and rolled on top of her, grinding his hips against hers and the friction was absolutely amazing.

He stroked himself as the memory played in his head. She had looked so innocent in that nightie. She was the angel and he the devil, but that turned out to be false.

There was nothing innocent about her. She continued to lure him in until all he knew was her sweet scent. She wrapped herself so tightly around him, but he knew, now. She was nothing but a whore. A dirty, filthy whore!

"I love you."

He let out a wail as the thoughts and memories began to conflict each other. He took them both in strides as they went on, colliding in an epic battle in his head. It was actually quite fun putting them against each other. He couldn't recall the last time he had so much fun.

Had he gotten himself a visitor earlier? He vaguely remembered another battle, but he couldn't distinguish if that was real or if that had also been in his head.

He pulled at his curled locked. Had everything been in his head? No, stop…

Stop. Stop. Stop!

He already went over this before. Was it once? Twice? Thrice? Had that been it? Did he ever come to a conclusion? He must've. He had so much time to think about it. What idiot wouldn't be able to make a decision by now?

Floating contemplatively at his current situation, he scratched his chest. There was an odd aching feeling that he didn't understand. It was something he had felt a long time ago, but he couldn't quite recall what caused it.

It was a small tug at first, but no matter how he rubbed or scratched at it, it refused to go away. The tug grew into a pull and then, he was suddenly yanked into the light. It was blinding as he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to prevent the infuriating thing from penetrating him.

Where was he?

It took a long time for him to adjust, but eventually, he managed to open his eyes to take in his surroundings. He didn't recognise this place, but something about it felt familiar as if it was something he had dreamt up and promptly forgotten.

That couldn't possibly be right, though. He no longer dreamt of anything. He only had his fragmented memories to play with. Here, however, it felt more real than anything he had felt in a very long time – even more real than him.

He ran his hand along the smooth fabric of the bed. A familiar scent wafted over to him when he jumped atop of the dusty sheets. He buried his face into the soft material, trying to take in as much of the fragrance as he could.

Eventually, he felt himself drift off as if he was melting into the shadows, once more, but this was so much better.

Every thread, every stitch stimulated a different part of his body. HE rubbed himself all over it and wondered if he had finally melded into the material, yet. He recalled doing the very same with a body half buried beneath his own. Her supple body grinding against his until his essence spilled into and all over her. It soaked the sheets and the scent would linger until they changed it before soiling the fabric all over again.

Suddenly, he was pulled violently away from his reverie and thrust into a different location. A wisp of green caught his eyes before being thrust into a different direction. It was painful and left a persistent ringing in his ears.

He shook his head rapidly to try to get it to go away, but it refused. It rang and rang and rang until that was all he could hear and think about.

It wasn't until someone touched his shoulder did he stop to look at the stranger staring back with concern. This was getting weirder and weirder. All he wanted to do now was be back in his safe haven and think about her. Why didn't anyone understand that?

"Hey, you feelin' okay? The fuck was all that about?" the other guy asked.

He had no idea what he was going on about.

He had absolutely no idea what was happening, at all.

The fact that he wasn't alone in the darkness made his mind even more jumbled than before. Was he trapped in another memory? This wasn't anything that he recalled, at all.

"Stop it. You're really freaking me out!"

He blinked and nodded numbly. The other guy began to walk and he followed silently behind, listening and absorbing everything around him. It felt too much and he was worried that what he was seeing would push away his old memories. He couldn't afford to lose her.

Soon, they arrived in front of a large building. There were many people outside loitering about as if they were waiting for something to happen.

"I hate school. Why the Hell do I have to go here? Who even needs to know math? It's so useless," the guy grumbled.

The bell rang, signalling first class and they all filed in. HE found himself doing something he hadn't done for a very, very long time. He was to sit down and listen to a woman drone on and on about something he didn't understand or care about.

"Jed, take off those earphones!" she scolded his constant companion who flushed when everyone turned to stare before throwing the cable into the desk in a huff.

He managed to stay out of trouble for the full six hours.

"Finally! I thought I was going to go crazy!" Jed turned to him. "You've been quiet all day. What's wrong with you?"

He shrugged. "I – " His voice cracked. Something was wrong. He opened his mouth, again. "I'm just t-tired." The pitch was all wrong. He didn't normally sound like this. What was wrong with him?

Bringing his hands up to his face, he noticed that these were not his hands and the straight short hair on his head was not his hair. He turned towards a window and the transparent reflection was of a stranger staring back at him.

He was someone else.

How hadn't he noticed this before?

Why was he someone else? He didn't want to be someone else. Someone else didn't have the luxury of her holding and touching him. She was never going to want him, now. What was he going to do?

"Well, look who's finally showered up." Jed grinned at a honey-blonde girl sauntering over. She had a cigarette between her lips and he could smell the stench burning his nostrils.

Something about her seemed familiar. He couldn't quite place it, but everything about her… Had he seen her before?

"Life's short. I don't have time to spend it in there." She rolled her eyes, the smoke came out of her mouth and nose. She reminded him of a chimney. The smoke caressed him before flying upward where they faded into nothing.

A scream pierced through his head and he clutched those foreign locks in pain. The scream was so painful. It seeped into him and resonated within every cell. It was so overpowering that he stumbled back and it wasn't until Jed spoke up did the screaming stop.

"What the fuck?" the girl swore, staring at him as if he was a freak. "Is he high?"

He wasn't a freak.

What did she know? She was a fuckin' bitch! Fuckin' Goddamn – Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

"I'm hungry," he blurted out. It was a deep-seated hunger that clawed inside his stomach. He was so hungry.

"You should've said so!" Jed exclaimed. He took the girl by the hand and began to walk down the street. "Violet, have I told you that you look particularly beautiful today?"

Violet rolled her eyes. "Shut up, loser."

He swallowed hard, trying to suppress the craving that was slowly taking over his mind. Something about that girl made him hungry. Beneath all that smoke and ash was a familiar scent, but it wasn't quite right, which meant that it was wrong. This girl was wrong! She was desecrating her memory!

"Can you stop walking so close to me?" Violet hissed, turning her nose at him.

Jed grinned. "She's my girl. You should get your own."

He frowned. That wasn't what he wanted, at all. Were they stupid? He hated this girl and he already had one of his own, he just didn't know where she was and it was killing him. That was what she did. She killed him over and over, again.

They arrived at a small café. He ordered everything on the menu, ignoring the shocked looks as he consumed it all, but even then, his hunger remained. He needed more.

"See you tomorrow, Vi?" Jed held the girl close. She scrunched up her nose and pushed him away. "Yeah. Yeah. I'll be there tomorrow."

Jed beamed back at her before they departed ways.

He followed the brunet male up the hill where Jed paused to give him a puzzled look. "You know… Your house is that way?" He pointed to the right where the sun was shining brightly into their eyes.

His jaw popped as he clenched and unclenched it. "Hungry," he told him. 'I'm still hungry."

Jed snorted. "You ate out the entire restaurant! Your mom is going to kill you! How much did you spend, today?"

He tilted his head, watching the other male with gleaming eyes. "Come here…"

"No, man… What the fuck?" Jed took a step back when he realised that he was truly in danger. All of his instincts were screaming at him to leave. "I need to go home. My parents are going to wonder where I went. I – I…"

He let out a horrified cry when his friend lunged at him. Their bodies went tumbling down the hill and he tried to squirm away, but it was as if his friend had suddenly gained inhuman strength. "Let… Go!"

There was a hit of pain and then, nothing. The transition was so quick that it made his head spin.

He pushed the limp body off him and finally got to see what he looked like. There was nothing special about the body he had possessed. He had straw-like hair and a slightly tanned face. His build was lanky and unattractive. She would never go for someone so ordinary.

His fingers brushed against his cheek bones. This face was slightly better, but not what he wanted. As he continued to settle into his new body, he noticed that the hunger had finally subsided. The relief was magnificent.

Feeling like a new person, he walked off towards the sun.

There was still someone he had to find and he was going to find her.

AUTHOR'S NOTE

Thank you Mystery Angle, CohanLove0106, aurora starr w20, guests (Cosmo39, anonymouscsifan) for reviewing!

Mystery Angle: This story is going to be quite twisted, but it should tie all my stories together in the series!

Cosmo39: I'm probably going to be as surprised as you in terms of where this goes! I've already started switching chapters around… I had a different chapter two written before, but it's been bumped and now I have a bit of empty plotline in between the chapters…

anonymouscsifan: I'll be typing all the stories together here! So far, it will most likely go up to Roanoke Nightmare and possibly beyond depending on what the future seasons will be like. I wanted to put more Evan Peters' characters in the character list, but there was a limit… Sadness…

CohanLove0106: Haha! I will definitely have Rory in my series somewhere, but for sure here! I really wanted him to have a bigger part in the season, so I'm going to make it happen myself.

aurora starr w20: Sorry! I couldn't put the dots in between your name… I'm pretty sure the site will think it's a link and will just completely delete your name if I did. I hope you liked this chapter!

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