"(Y/n)!" I faintly hear Mom and Dad day. I can't tell if it's a yell or a whisper.  But it sounds like a whisper to me.

I feel an abundance of moisture pooling around my hands and up my arms. I take a look at the water and it has a pink tint, with the blood of someone in it.

I hold my hands up and heat the water and shoot it at the location the voice came from.

"SHUT UP!" I yell, hot tears running down my face. The water hits Dad but he's in his suit so it does no damage to him.

"(Y/n)." A soothing voice says, as arms wrap themselves around my hips.

"STOP IT! Please stop it!" I cry holding my head. The boiling water drenching me and whoever is behind me.

"Listen to my voice. I'm still here." The calm voice says as I'm shaking heavily.

"Make the urges go away. I don't want to kill just anyone." I cry.

"You need to calm down first. Breathe in. Breathe out." The voice says again. I try to follow that but I get frustrated and accidentally create a bubble of water infront of me that goes flying into two figures.

"I can't! I can't I CANT!" I say breaking the persons hold on me. Voices surround me and I can't tell what they are saying. I can't see farther than a few feet infront of me.

I feel glass against my back. An escape! I throw my full weight against the glass and end up through the window. I'm not trying to die, I'm trying to escape the overwhelming sensory overload.