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Rage tore through her. How dare they. HOW DARE THEY. She had no idea what she was doing, she just knew that she was out of control. She need revenge. She needed Scott. HOW DARE THEY TAKE HIM FROM HER. HOW DARE THEY.

She looked like nightmare, blood dripping from her body, tainting her water red. It pounded against those who tortured her for years. She was going to kill Madden. She was going to slaughter everyone in this room. She was unstoppable, and she had a thirst for blood.

Blood rolled off her chin, dripping into the water that surrounded her, each drop tainting the water even more crimson. She had no idea what she was doing. All she knew was this desire to kill. And at this point; she no longer cared whose blood it was.

Her water encircled a man, drawing his screaming body towards her. She gripped his face in her hand, he nails digging into his cheeks, drawing blood.

"Where is he?" Her voice was deadly calm. The man yelled in fear, and tried to get away from her, but her grip only tightened. "WHERE IS HE?" She roared and as he refused to give and answer the dropped him, and fell failing onto the water, where it froze into a water filled cage, drowning him.

She couldn't hear anything, only her own heartbeat, and he vision was covered in a red film. All she could feel was rage. All she knew was rage. She needed him back and she would not stop killing until she had him.

Maybe when this was all over she'd feel like a monster. But for now, all she could feel was a type of rage. Scott never deserved any of this. Scott was too pure for this world, and if they dared to touch him in anyway, she was going to kill everyone. 

"Kirstie!" She heard Kevin yell almost distant. "What are you doing?" She turned slowly towards him. 

"Nobody touches my friends," She hissed, and brought a title wave of red down onto their attackers. Her back was towards Kevin, not looking at him, as she pounded their attackers into the ground. 

"Kirstie," Kevin was pleading with her. He seemed... almost afraid. "This isn't you. Snap out of it. Please..." She turned to him, tears were streaming down his face. "Please don't hurt me." Blood was trickling down the side of his face and Kirstie parted the red water, as she slowly walked towards him. Around her the water was relentless, saving only her from its wrath. Kevin was protected only from a wall he had formed, at the bottom of it, water pounded mercilessly. 

"Kevin," She said looking monstrous with a battle she was barley fighting raging behind her and blood nearly coating her body from various wounds. "It was never supposed to hurt you." She started sobbing the water, taming itself slowly behind her. "I'm so sorry!" 

"Come here," Kevin said quietly, creating stairs for her to climb up to him. She did so, and with each step she took the stairs crumbled into nothingness behind her, making sure she wasn't followed. "I'm sorry."

"What?" She said as she reached him. In one swift movement Kevin stabbed her in the neck with a syringe, pushing whatever liquid was inside into her body. She pushed him away from her. "HOW COULD YOU!" She roared, holding her neck. "YOU ARE MY FRIEND!" Kevin glared at her.

"I have no idea who you are." Kirstie's knees buckled beneath her, and her vision went dark.