"Who is this villian? If your so powerful then why do you need our help?" Cujo asked as Catherine glared at him. Catherine closed the distance between them and leapt quickly, closing one of hands around his throat. She threw him to the ground, her grip tightening.
Suddenly, right as she began speaking of the evil we would be going up against, I got a pain in my temple. I frowned, shaking my head trying to clear it. It only intensified the pain.
"You have no idea," Catherine hissed "This guy is more powerful then I, or any of us. I need help to defeat him. It would help you aswell. I am going to be one of the first out of many who are going to be targeted. He would take out any people who are roaming with ease. Not only that but, I suspect he may have some allies, who will also be powerful." Cujo struggled for air, and she released her grip on his throat, but she didn't let him up.
I cringed again as the pain intensified. I tried desperately to ignore it. I was unaware of anything anyone was doing. In fact, I would have been such an easy target to kill. My eyes rolled up into the back of my head as I fell to my knees. My hands were still clutching my head.
I was receiving a vision. I was seeing someone through the eyes of one demons I could morph into- one I had killed. I was in a meadow. No, a forest. There were so many trees. I was looking up at a tall vampire that had long black hair and blood red eyes. His eyes, they were indescribable. They held my gaze as he attacked me, sending me writhing in pain.
Suddenly, I wasn't in the field any longer. I was in an alley way in a city I had probably visited long ago. This time I was one of my vampires, and I was fighting the same man, the same vampire as before. I was switching from each of my morphs to the next, and I kept seeing the vampire's face. I was getting the feeling that this was the evil that Catherine had been talking about, but I was too out of it to form a coherent thought.
One of my morphs said his name. Shaw. His name was Shaw, and he was someone not to be trifled with. He had incredible strength, speed faster than I had seen. His hearing and sight was intensified beyond belief.
Suddenly, I was being bombarded with thoughts and memories of all of my arsenals that I could morph into. So many images and sounds being thrown into my head, bouncing against my brain at once. I couldn't concentrate on any one sound or imagine, they kept getting tangled up with another one, only to confuse me more. The pain was intense and I felt myself blacking out.
I couldn't stop myself from falling forward. It took me half a second before unconsciousness took hold that I figured out that I was receiving a new power. I was able to see what my morphs had seen. I was able to see their memories, this way I would truly become them when I shifted.
Continue?
Tell me if that was confusing for any of you.
