The figure chuckled as it stepped out of the darkness and toward Luna and Luan, revealing what it was.

It was a dark, tall figure made of darkness. It's teeth were razor sharp and seemed to drip blood, and black tentacles came out of its back, similar to the ones that came out of Luan's mouth. "Time to show you what insanity really is," it said, stepping toward the two girls.

They both just whimpered, and then, Luan felt the tentacles from a few days ago to start coming out of her mouth again. She coughed as they slowly came out of her mouth, making Luna stare at her in shock. "Luan?" She asked, watching tentacles come out of her sister's mouth.

Luna almost felt herself get sick watching Luan, it made her want to throw up. She felt something oozing from her mouth, which made her remove her attention from Luan and place it on herself. It felt like some sort of slime, but it was too thin to be slime or something similar to it.

She placed her hand over her mouth and looked at it, revealing it was black and sticky, too. It made her sick just to even look at it. She wiped off her hand on the floor and looked over at Luan, who had the same stuff that Luna had dripping down her mouth dripping out from her eyes.

Luna almost threw up, trying to hold in her tears. Her body started to twitch somewhat as she tried to look away, but she still had the strange black liquid dripping from her mouth. She couldn't help but let a few tears start to form and run down her face.

"I can't tell which is better," the figure chuckled. "Luan going crazy and killing everyone, then killing herself with Luna left to suffer, or both of you suffering and turning into monsters."

This caused both girls to stare up at the figure, who was still smiling evilly. "What? Don't look at me that way!" It growled. "You heard me right!"

They both stared at the figure and then looked at each other with worried looks in their eyes. The tentacles in Luan's mouth started to leave her mouth and enter her body. The black stuff dripping from her eyes stopped dripping, as well as the stuff dripping from Luna's mouth.

Luna wiped off her mouth while Luan wiped beneath her eyes, then they both stared at the figure again, who, just stood there.

"It's not that I hate you," the figure said, crossing its arms and sighing. "I actually really care about you, and that's why I'm doing this."

The two looked at each other again, whimpering to themselves. They were confused about everything that was going on, and they just wanted to go home.

"What do you mean?" Luan asked it, looking at the now sad looking figure.

"I mean people mistake my intentions, I'm not doing this because I hate you," the figure repeated. "It just hurts me deeply inside to see people so happy while I'm over here alone in the corner, always keeping my distance."

"It hurts you to see us being happy?" Luna asked, feeling herself grow sadder and sadder with every passing moment.

"Yes," the figure nodded. "I try to be happy, but no matter what, I can't feel anything. I constantly try to act normal, but I'm still seen as a weird and strange person."

"Maybe you're strange because you're a shadow that's torturing people?" Luan said, looking at the figure as of she were staring into its eyes.

"I'm not supposed to be this way, I chose to stay away from others. I just do this, it helps me."

They could hear sadness in its voice, and it was starting to laugh. It started to have emotion in it's voice, making them realize it wasn't as heartless as they thought.

"I do this to calm me down when I'm feeling the way I do. I'm doing these things to others so I don't do any bad things to myself," it laughed. "I just really want you to understand it's nothing against you."

The two girls looked at each other, realizing this figure was what they thought it was.

It was the complete opposite.

(A/N) This chapter ended off in a way that wasn't intended, but I felt like this was the right way to go. In a way, this figure is meant to represent me while at the same time making it fit into the chapter.

The figure saying it chose to be the way it is, that's not how it was with me. Making my favorite characters suffer has always been with me since my first ever Wattpad account, that's never changed. Although as time passed, it wasn't just made for fun anymore, rather a way to keep myself calm and get things out of my system, even if it doesn't help much.

Point being, making these stories wasn't really something that just came to me, it's always been this way. Yes, it's my choice to write them, but I didn't exactly choose this since it's always been with me since I've started writing stories.

Just thought I'd get that out of my system.

Well, other than that, I hope you enjoyed, and I'll see you in the next chapter!