I grip my hands. Stop! Please stop! I can feel the burning pain. It hurts. It burns. It feels like fire. Pain flashes inside my body. I had long fingernails and every time I grip them blood streams out. I need this to stop. Scarlet gets thrown back.

"Don't move punk!" He yells at me. 

Yeah okay. Sure. But I'm not a good listener. I turn. A vampire charges at me. Honestly these seem like pretty good weapons. I slam my hand/claw into his face. He draws back. I slam my hand/claw into his face. I throw him back. I feel so much better knowing that I can fight. I can be useful once again.

The Vampire charges again. Scarlet shoots a web that pulls me back.

"I told you to stay out of this Peter!" He yells.

I look at him. He charges at the vampire. He slams into him. I can't help! I'm sick of being helpless. I'm so sick of not being able to do something. I charge. I slam my claws into one of the vampire's chest. He grabs my throat.

"No!" Scarlet grabs him.

He throws me into a wall. I wince. The feathers started fading. My hands start to look better or more normal. I look up. I see the sun shooting through the clouds. The vampires screech and turn to smoke. I shakily stand up. God, I feel like I could pass out. Scarlet grabs me.

"Let's get out of here punk." He says.