Lucinda POV

I watched as Katelyn and Zane were laying on the ground in defeat. My plan is working perfectly well. Ever since the beginning when I first met Aphmau, it was my plan all along to get her into the perfect position where she'll easily break down. I knew about everything when everyone was so utterly clueless, the lost wolves, Aphmau's blindness and kidnapping, I even knew about her dying and her powers being risen and many other things. But all along I just had to go along with the plan, luckily those fools decided to let me in, unaware of the fact that they were getting played this whole time. I was ordered to create the downfall of that witch, but fortunately for her, Aaron and Jason decided to not go with our plans thinking it was completely wrong. But they don't know what they're missing out on, when our master Shad is resurrected everything will be better, better for us, better for Phoenix Drop.

I looked at Aphmau who looked like a single tap would be enough to break her down into pieces, but what would that 'tap' be? Zoey was in the same cell as me, hugging herself while sobbing in coughs. It doesn't matter if I knock one out. I mind linked Gene into opening my gate so I could easily make everyone suffer while watching the show.

As Gene opened the gate I stood up, despite everything Zoey looked at me curiously but I kept my face blank. I smirked causing her to change her curiosity into superstition.

I grabbed Zoey's neck dragging her body out of the cage, Aphmau was weakly shouting at me to stop but why would I listen to her?

"I'm tired of hiding all this time. But now? You can see my true motives." I grinned as I dug my elongated nails into her throat puncturing holes into them.

I twisted her neck in a three sixty action making beautiful sound of her neck snapping and screams of terror coming from other people and herself. But the one person who I wanted to emotionally and physically break down just stared at Zoey's dead body.

Aphmau POV

Betrayal, is what I felt. Hurt and the feeling of being betrayed stabbed my heart, the same grief I felt for my mother arrived again at the doorsteps of my heart ready to enter for the next few months, or years, or forever. No matter what, a friend that betrays your trust; a person who isn't worthy of trust, isn't even dared to be called a friend, they are considered your enemy, a traitor in your life who just walks in with two faces that I couldn't even look past.

Zoey, Zoey was a sister to me. Besides all the girls, she was the one I felt that understood me the best, she was the sister that I never had, the sibling that stood by me ever since I met her, and I'm lucky that I met her, because I know that I could say I had that type of person in my heart who cared for me, the type of person that I would be honoured to call a friend, a family. But now I've been taught a lesson, that everyone who is worthy of my trust, who is worthy of my love, always manages to leave my life. But I'm happy for her, for them, because I know that they're in a better place resting in peace with nothing to ever bother them. Zoey will stand by my side, no matter where she is, even my Mum, Grandma, Dad, my whole family, will always be with me no matter the issue, they'll always make no excuse to be with me, even if they're not physically here...

Everything that just happened makes me feel like I don't even know who am I? I don't even know my friends, probably to know that this whole time, I've been hanging out with a stranger who would kill their 'friend' for something that I'm not even sure what they want. What 'she' wants.

"You Bitch!" Gene shouted aggravated punching Lucinda in the face making her smile falter into a wince, it made we wince a little to, not because of the impact, because I wanted to be the one to do it to her first.

I stared in shock at Gene, I thought they were working together? Who does that to one another, even I find it bad that Gene harmed a person on his side, but then again, maybe it's a part of my heart that still cares for Lucinda, but a part of me hates her for she's done.

Despite her pain, Lucinda looked at me incredulously, she probably thought I break down in front of her. I know I probably look like I could easily shatter within ones touch, but ever since my grandma died, I learnt that what's the point of mourning when you know they'll always be with you, although they may not be here physically, they are always tuck underneath your heart where they truly belong.

I finally got the courage to move as stood up, everyone trailed their eyes on me inwardly thinking how I managed to gather enough strength to move a muscle. I stared at Lucinda's body vengefully, she actually had the guts to betray one of us, for them? I don't let anyone just pass through without getting my revenge.

"H-How could you? I can't even look at you now without being reminded a-about what you done Just A few Seconds Ago!" My voice cracked as I raised my voice, I wasn't about to break down in front of her.

"You even have the a-audacity to even be smirking at me, knowing you hurt me dearly. What has Zoey ever do to you? She was innocent, yet...YOU DRAGGED HER INTO THIS? LOOK AT HER NOW! You killed her, you are a bloody murderer... And To Think You Were Even My friend.." I looked down completely ashamed of myself for trusting someone who I didn't even know properly.

She chuckled making me growl angrily. "Do You Think Your Little Lectures Would Get Me To Feel Bad About What I've Done? I don't even regret laying a finger on her let alone killing her." She said coldly making me go completely insane.

I strode towards the stupid bars that were separating  me from that bitch. It's funny how your view of people can easily change with the click of a few simple words. But her words triggered me, well not me but something inside me that I had no control over. It was like that time when I mysteriously guided myself to the field when I was blind, something was controlling me, and I wasn't doing anything. Just like now anger consumed me as I demolished the bars as it was nothing, making Lucinda gasp soundlessly while crawling backwards, her back hitting the wall.

My manipulative conscience decided to throw me to the back of my mind, while I struggled to set free, as my conscience was holding me back, however I no longer fought as I wanted to see what 'I' had in stored for Lucinda.

I picked her up from the ground holding her by the collar of her shirt tightly. She tried pulling my hands of her but I wouldn't budge. I thrashed her to the other side of the room making her go flying through the air and landing on the floor, clearly taking the harsh impact. I charged towards her and before she could say anything I smacked her on the face making her head crane to the left, the effects of the impact of the slap echoed through the room making everything go completely quiet. She stared at me completely frightened, in fact I was even scared by my actions, I've never been in a situation where I had to go against my friend for my other friends safety, but she's not my friend so why should it matter?

I threw punches at her face making her groan and wince of the thwacks. I stared at her body emotionlessly, I didn't know what was happening. I tried taking the control back from my body but I was forced to stayed chained up while my fists did the talking. Lucinda looked all bruised and beaten up, by now I'm sure every single bone in her body his broken, but did I care? No.

One last hit with the stake in her heart would surely kill her, I looked at her scared eyes yet I didn't see no regret, which made 'me' even more angrier.

I went for it, I lifted the stake in the air and dived it towards her heart, but suddenly something made me stop from inserting this stake into her skin. I was gripping tightly onto the stake. Why did 'I' stop? I looked at Lucinda and sudden flashes of her skimmed through my mind, what happened to that nice and cheerful Lucinda who was nice to me ever since the beginning? She was so innocent and fragile, she looked like she couldn't even hurt a fly even though she's scared of it. What made her change her mind? This isn't the Lucinda that I was used to, then..why? How...

I dropped the stake onto the ground snapping out of my hypnotic state. What just happened?

"Why stop the drama so soon? I was actually enjoying it?" Gene snapped me out of my thoughts, turning me away from Lucinda who I could hear her heart was beating rapidly from miles away.

"And you were making my job a whole lot easier, but I guess I have to finish it off." Before I could say anything Gene pushed me out of the way not before grabbing the stake of my hands and stabbing it onto Lucinda who's body, which immediately froze.

I watched as her body dropped to the ground forming tiny cracks onto her skin, I guess she was a vampire.

I looked at Zoey who was laying in a pool of blood that escaped from her throat, and I looked at Lucinda who eyes were stuck open yet they held no emotion. How could this happen? My friend who was like a sister to me died before my eyes, and my ex- friend who killed my sister, who now she suffered the the consequences. Is there some sort of feeling for this type of situation, because right now I feel like I'm frozen in time refacing the very death of my Mother, who also died before me. This all makes me responsible for everyone that had their lives lost, it is my fault.

I jumped at the sound of someone breaking down the bars of the cell, a shocked gasp escaped my throat as I stared at Laurance, who was looking angry as ever.

But I don't think that anger was targeted at Gene, because Laurance looked at me ready to kill.

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Well...I'M SORRY FOR KILLING ZOEY! BUT I HAD TO!

IT'S ALL PART OF THE PLAN THAT SOMEHOW IS STUCK INTO MY BRAIN!

RIP Zoey, You will be very much missed,😭😭😭

And Lucinda, not so much...😒😬

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