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No flames please.

Song is Monster by Skillet.]

"Goodbye Misto." Victoria called to her cousin, bouncing back over to her brother. She took her place under Alonzo's shadow in the moonlight, and began to groom her fur. Misto smiled, biting the inside of his cheek to make sure he kept up the appearance. It hurt so bad. Like a thousand hammers were just pounding inside his head, each heart beat coming up with a new plan of agony to pulse through him. And the ringing in his ears, it made him want to bleed. The heat was numbing and burning and calming all at the same time, it reminded him that his mind was still here. Still controlling this body.

He fell to his knees, his fist gripping onto either side of his head, as he suppressed a scream and turned it into a muffled groan. It was past the point of no return. There was a raging fire that was playing and licking at him from the inside out. He had to deal with this on his own, the pain was too much for anyone's help. He couldn't bring anyone into this.

The secret side of me
I never let you see
I keep it caged
But I can't control it
So stay away from me
The beast is ugly
I feel the rage
And I just can't hold it
It's scratching on the walls
In the closet, in the halls
It comes awake
And I can't control it
Hiding under the bed
In my body, in my head
Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Make it end!

He swallowed the fear and the pain, bracing himself against the junk and stumbling into an alley. The shadows snapped and jumped at him with faces and expressions, nipping at his heels. His blue eyes were wide and blood shot, his knees were shaking even as he sped up his pace. He didn't care though. He just wanted to die, there and then, let the pain stop.

I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I feel like a monster

He collapsed against the wall, cradling himself as the pained cries were smothered by him coughing up more blood. He couldn't tell anyone. He couldn't. They'd think he was crazy, he'd scare them to tell them what he was thinking since this started. The bloody images that flickered in his mind every time he closed his eyes, the thought of slashing Munkustraps face, or tackling Jenny to the ground and punching her so hard her leopard spots would come off.

My secret side I keep
Hid under lock and key
I keep it caged
But I can't control it
Cause if I let him out
He'll tear me up
And break me down
Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Make it end!

His claws extended, not with his own intention, and swiped at his own fur. It was nothing compared to the internal pain, but it wasn't that, that bothered him. What bothered him, was that it felt right. The fresh and warm blood on his paws, it felt like it was so natural. There was a flash of light that came from his own paws and he had to fall against a trashcan to keep from being shocked.

I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I feel like a monster

"Hey mister? You need some help?" A small voice came, and he instantly pounced at the tiny figure. The kitten screamed and kicked, and it took him ages to force himself to retract his claws and stumble from the alleyway.

It's hiding in the dark
It's teeth are razor sharp
There's no escape for me
It wants my soul,
It wants my heart
No one can hear me scream
Maybe it's just a dream
Or maybe it's inside of me
Stop this monster!

He threw himself on the dirt in the park, unable to control his twitching limbs any longer. They were tangled and bent in strange angles. But that was just it, he could hardly care about his bones and body when his mind was twisting and turning and melting at the core.

"Having trouble there Mistoffelees?"

He stared up at the damned cat, the pebble eyes looking at him amused. Misto turned halfway onto his side, moving just so he could look up at him with a disgusted expression.

"Bastard!" He spat, groaning and doubling over. It hurt so much. He wanted to attack him, let the blood flow and splatter.

I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath the skin
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I hate what I've become
The nightmare's just begun
I must confess that I
Feel like a monster
I feel like a monster

"Now now Mistoffelees, that's no way to talk to your father."

"Macavity! I-I'll I'll-" A scream erupted from his throat and he laid on his back, just laying there, screaming. Macavity merely looked up at the stars, picking up his underweight son and carrying him easily to the lair.