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Avi p.o.v

Ian slowly rose up and turned to face us, and glared at us. I saw him checking our faces, as if he didn't know who we were, and I'm pretty sure I didn't know who he was either. It may have been Ian's body, but I know my boyfriend better than anyone, and that was not him. I don't know how, but his eyes were even different. Those soft, green eyes that I fell in love with were gone. His eyes somehow changed from emerald green to a scarlet red. His energetic personality was repressed, replaced with a more serious version of him. I never even seen him use his claws to fight, in fact I've only seen them once when we were uhh... when we were about to climax together when we were losing our virginity to one another.

After staring us down, he began to grin, then he turned towards Gladstone and the officers, and my Ian began laughing like a madman. The atmosphere was very tense; all eyes were on Ian, waiting for what he was going to do next. He got into a fighting stance: his legs were spread apart, and his knees were bent, while he had his arms out in front of him, his elbows were bent and his palms facing upward. He looked more like a werewolf thirsty for blood than my little folf, and it saddened me that I didn't know what was going on with him. What happened next shocked me and the rest of the people in the room.

"So which one of you do I get to kill first?" he taunted. His voice changed; it was so much deeper than Ian's that it barely sounded like him. He sounded more like a demon than any sentient being. What scared me the most was his bloodcurdling laugh. I knew that the officers were scared of him, beads of skin were dripping from their fur and it made him laugh even more as then got ready for him to attack.

It happened so fast. He rushed them, and they came at him, all of them, even Judge Gladstone. He slashed one of them in the face, and I saw the man hold his face screaming in agony as blood started dripping onto the floor. Two more came at him, ready to punch Ian, but Ian simply ducked and swept them off the ground, causing them to fall backwards. Another two came at him, but instead of ducking, he simply caught their punches without even looking. His face was solemn, then he turned to one officer, a Dalmatian with the same green eyes Ian used to have, and Ian began smiling as he looked the Dalmatian in the eye and twisted his arm. The others watched, mortified as Ian twisted his arm and the Dalmatian was screaming in pain, until Ian jerked it and we heard the crack of his arm breaking. The other officer was struggling to pull away, but Ian twisted is arm so fast that it also broke while the officer was flipped and landed hard on the ground. I saw the officer get up, holding his arm, and saw that Ian dislocated his shoulder.

Four brave souls rushed at Ian to put an end to Ian's madness, tasers pointed ready to shoot. They separated and shot at him from a distance. Ian didn't even move as the tasers made contact with his body and sent hundreds of volts throughout his body. He...he shouldn't even be standing; he should be on the floor out cold. The officers were scared. We were all scared. Ian got on all fours and systematic knocked out all four officers. The remaining six charged at Ian, a suicide charge because they knew they wouldn't beat Ian, but they had to at least try. Four of them went down so fast that I couldn't see what happened, but the remaining two began backing up. Ian quickly grabbed both of them by their throats and brought them together, making their heads smash into each other.

He dropped both of their limp bodies and proceeded to walk towards the Judge, and the old horse began to walk backwards, his body was trembling in fear of what Ian had done. We all were scared. Braxton and I were paralyzed, and so was Merissa, but I could see tears falling down her cheeks out of the corner of my eye. Judge Gladstone fell backwards and was trying to crawl away from Ian, but Ian just quickened his pace until the Judge backed up into a wall. An evil grin spread across Ian's face as he began to sit on the horse's midsection and grabbed him by the throat choking him. The horse was gasping for air and that was I decided that enough was enough. Within two minutes this version of Ian managed to take out fifteen officers and was now choking the life out of Judge Gladstone. I ran to Ian, screaming for him to stop, but he continued choking Judge Gladstone to the point where his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

I touched Ian on the shoulder and softly urged, "You don't have to do this Ian." Ian looked back at me and slowly let go of the judge's throat, and a let out a sigh of relief. Suddenly Ian grabbed me by the neck and slammed me into the wall so hard that blood came out of my mouth. I was struggling for air; Ian was applying more and more pressure on my throat. He kicked Judge Gladstone's limp body away and focused his attention on me. I was kicking and punching the wall, trying to get away. I looked into his red eyes, and I didn't see any resemblance to the Ian I knew, just something that was pure evil. Tears began forming in my eyes as Braxton and Merissa came and tried to rush Ian, but he just simply raised his leg and kicked both of them in the chest, his gaze still fixed on me. I was crying now, sad at what my Ian has become, sad that I would never get him back.

"Ian please," I cried as he tightened his grip on me, my lungs were burning from the lack of oxygen I was getting. Merissa and Braxton were slowly getting up, having the wind knocked out of their lungs. There was snot coming out of my nose, tears running down my cheeks, and blood coming out of my mouth. It seems that my plea worked, for Ian looked away from me, having a guilt ridden expression on his face, but he still had his grip on me. I didn't know much longer I'd last with him choking me, but I knew it wouldn't be too long. Ian suddenly returned his gaze at me, it was full hate, and I thought I was done for. But I saw his eyes change from a harsh red back to his usual soft green as his eyes rolled to the back of his head, and he fell backwards, releasing his grip on me. Braxton caught him as I fell to the floor, grasping for air.

"Are you alright?!" Merissa asked as she came over to my side and helped me up.

"I'll be fine," I lied. It hurt so much to breathe right now, and I don't know if I'll ever be fine from this, from what Ian has done, if it even was him in there.

"Well we need to get out of here before more officers get here," Braxton commented as he hoisted Ian onto his shoulder. We headed towards the car and Braxton unlocked the car then placed Ian in the left passenger seat. Merissa helped me into the right passenger seat while she got shotgun. Braxton put his key in the ignition, and put the car in reverse when we noticed a stampede of officers rushing towards the exit. No words had to be said as Braxton quickly turned around. When he was putting the stick to drive that was when we heard the gunshots. All of us ducked as Braxton quickly got us out of there. We were safe for now.

"Alright I'm gonna drop you all off at y'alls houses so you guys can get your stuff while I go get another car because they certainly got my license plate number," Braxton said.

"So much for keeping you out of this like Ian wanted," Merissa sighed. "He wanted to make sure that you'd be accepted to the University of Michigan, that they wouldn't reject you because of some stupid shit like this. I guess you'll have to come with us until this mess is sorted out."

"Speaking of Ian, what the hell happened back there? We were trapped and sure to be caught, then out of nowhere he gains an ungodly amount of strength and manages to clear a way for us."

"At the expense of making us fugitives and nearly killing Avi," Merissa replied, turning back and looking at me and Ian. Ian was sleeping soundly, and I looked his cute face; my fear of him slowly subsiding.

"I'll be fine," I assured, caressing Ian's hair. "Braxton, make sure that you get a van so we can fit all of our shit in there, and everyone bring all the money and food you can possibly bring with you, I don't know how long we're gonna be out, but I'd like to save that money as long as possible."

We drove to Merissa's house first and dropped her off. She didn't live too far from us, so I had to wake Ian up from his peaceful slumber. I began shaking him and slapped him to wake him up, but he still was asleep. I put my index finger in my mouth and made it super moist, and I placed it in his ear and wiggled it in there. He jumped up, and I was scared for a second; my heart skipped a beat as I was unsure if it was Ian or what overcame him at the courthouse. I let out a sigh of relief as tried to move, but yelped in pain. He just lied there, and stared at me. "Why does it feel like my body has been riddled with bullets?" Ian grimaced, clenching his teeth in his pain.

Braxton looked at me, and I looked at him while Ian looked at the both of us. I turned to Ian ruffled his hair. "Having you been having rough sex in my absence?" I joked, laughing.

Ian playfully punched my arm and cried out in pain again, but he muttered, "Worth it," which made me feel better.

"Alright I'll go to Ian and my house while you two got carjack a van," I advised.

We arrived at my place, and I kissed Ian on the forehead then immediately ran to my garage and punched the numbers into the keypad. I waited for the garage to open then rushed inside and grabbed my suitcases and placed them on the bed. Then I rushed downstairs and went through the cabinets, putting all the non-perishables in a trash bag. I got a few things from the fridge like sandwich meat and some rotisserie chicken my mom got the other day. After I was done I went back upstairs and went into my parents room went into their closet. I kneeled down besides the safe and opened it, thankful that my parents were so open about everything. I took out the three thousand dollars that was in there and stuffed it my pocket. I went over to the dresser and got out a pen and paper and quickly scribbled a note: Dear mom and dad,

I'm sorry, but I have to leave, and I can't tell you where I'm going, just know that I'll be safe. Ian, Braxton, and Merissa are tagging along, kinda have too since we're wanted criminals. I took everything that we'll need, even the cash from the safe; I don't know when I'll be back, if I ever can come back. Out of all this, the only thing that really worries me is that there's something wrong with Ian. I think he has multiple personality disorder, his eyes changes color, from green to red, and it's like a devil is inside him. He possesses unnatural strength, which was how we were able to escape the courthouse, but he becomes a bloodthirsty monster in the process. He nearly killed the judge...and me. I know whatever that was it wasn't my Ian, which is why I'm taking him along with us. I'll be back whenever I can, and I'll try to write to you as often as I can. I hope all goes well for us.

Love,

Avi

I set the garbage bags and suitcases in the driveway then sprinted to Ian's house. Took me about five minutes to get there, and when I got there I was panting hard and sweating bullets. No one was home thankfully, and I wiped the sweat off my head before breaking his garage window and climbing inside. I opened the door and immediately bolted his room and placed all his clothes in suitcases. I then went to his mom's room and found the safe open, containing a few hundred dollars, twelve hundred at most. I then went downstairs and raided his kitchen like I did with mine, then I sat everything in the living room and patiently waited for Braxton. While waiting for Braxton I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV to the local news, and just as I suspected, we were the top story, our faces were shown on the television, and they showed the security footage of Ian beating everyone up at the courthouse. They said that we were armed and extremely dangerous, and amid all the chaos, Ian's dad managed to escape custody.

Suddenly I heard the horn honk and, I immediately jumped up and saw Braxton get out of some beat up old van. I shot him a look but he rolled his eyes and helped me carry the stuff into the back. Ian was sitting in back sucking on one of those Fourth of July popsicles, and I shot him a look as well, but he responded by deepthroating the popsicle, which was hot. This is no time to be a horn dog, we had to go and get Merissa. We placed everything into the van and, I sat beside Ian.

"I see your feeling better," I noted, and he pulled the popsicle out of his mouth.

"I don't know how, but I can move again," he replied, moving his arm like it was nothing.

"Well I'm glad to hear," I beamed, and then I turned towards Braxton. "We need to get Merissa now; we're the top story on the local news."

Braxton understood this and sped through the road, making sharp turns that made me and Ian slide every which way until we were finally there. When we rolled up we looked in horror as there was a swarm of police cars were in front of her house. She was screaming and kicking trying to get away, but she knew she couldn't escape. They put her in a police car and started driving towards us, and that was when we heard the sirens. They saw us, and they were rapidly approaching us. "Floor it Braxton!!!" I cried as he put the gear in reverse.