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	Watching outside, right beside his window, his gloved left hand pressed against the glass. Head gently leaning forward trying to closely listen to the gentle sound of rain, just for the smallest moment to terminate his restless thoughts and keep himself peaceful even if only for a brief couple of minutes. Letting out a quiet sigh, knowing nothing could tame what's inside his head. He turned on all the lights in his room attempting to maybe brighten his mood but it remained perfectly darkened like the clouds currently devouring the skies. 

	Terrence lifted his arm, casually turning his head towards his television pressing the on button from the remote he was holding in his right, making absolutely sure he was pointing it straight toward it, knowing how finicky it was. Only to immediately start flipping through the channels, not possibly being able to tell what was even on, while simultaneously turning the volume up, higher and higher reaching deafening loud levels before turning the entire thing off. As he tossed his remote, flying into the air landing softly into the couch in his living room where he stood. Terrence started to mildly scratching the back of his neck, breathing up deeply through his nose letting out a long exhaled breathe. Another unsuccessful attempt to drown out what seemed to be his ocean of memories that kept pushing themselves forward into his mind, despite his strong desires to refrain recalling his past. They remained persistently eating away at his conscience making it so that was all that could be focused on. The voices were only getting louder every passing day. It was driving him insane.
	
	[color=007236]“Nothing is working, but why am I even slightly surprised anymore. Seriously, when was the last time...”[/color] Terrance started to speak aloud rubbing his temples with his fingers, feeling like his was getting a migraine before slamming his fist into his window.

	[color=007236]“I COULD GET ANY PEACE OF MIND!?”[/color] Terrence screamed out in exasperation, while waiting in silence like he expected something to answer back, only to met with never ending silence just standing there, almost like a statue barely making any movements. Looking around his large mostly empty house with suspicious eyes, as he could of sworn he heard a voice whispering nearby. Through realizing there was no intruder, not a single soul was here besides him. That didn't change his assumption that something omnipotent and malevolent was watching and torturing him.

	[i][color=007236]“What has even become of everything I once lived for...Gone away, vanished right before my eyes...”[/color][/i] Terrence reflected inside his head. Walking through his living room, stepping and moving slowly forward while looking down at the ground. Turning himself around being cautious and walking back towards the window staring at his reflection, seeing the monstrous manticore staring back at him.

	[i][color=007236]“No matter how determined I am keeping this demon subdued, it always manages to take control.”[/color][/i] Terrence conceded as he began to recall his recent collection of experiments. 
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	As he was standing in the cold, harsh bitter winds blowing, able to feel it even going through his thick blanket of fur, wings spread out looking up at the full moon in the sky then far down into the ground, as he happened to be of the top of the tallest building's he could find, his tail twisted through the air as Terrance calculated several things in his mind as he inched himself closer to the edge, clutching the edge with his claws, breathing calmly for a moment with his eyes closed. 

	Using his strength to suddenly lift his entire body up in the air, standing solely on his front paws, leaning forward. Throwing himself off the building, purposefully plummeting downward to the ground, eyes still closed waiting until he heard the thunderous rumbling of the ground, as he gently opened his eyes. He looked up, he had already landed on the ground, pulling himself on the crater he made when he made contact, staring at the cracks.

	[color=007236]“After third jump, seems to have repressed my pain receptors making me not even feel pain after colliding into the ground...however I also seem to be building strength as I was able to pull myself  of the crater without any difficultly this time, it almost seems like something is protecting me from death or suffering pain. Making me unable to inflict pain upon myself. Has only increased endurance significantly since several days ago.”[/color] Terrance examined feeling himself with his paws and tail feeling nothing broken or out of place.

	Making sure his wings were still functioning starting flying straight up quickly, heading back home to prepare the next experiment of the night before getting some rest, staying up nearly forty-eight hours was starting to effect how well he was able to fly. As he observed the entire city flying above it, it always looked like he was surrounded by nothing he could recognize despite living there for so long, he still couldn't quite get used to that his ordinary life and the world had changed as dramatically as his own body had.

	[i][color=007236]“I promised myself to overcome this beast. That I will never let myself become this monster but until I find someway to achieve that goal. Cure myself of this damned curse. I will learn to survive in this world, by any means necessary...” [/color][/i]Terrence told himself, as his memory of that moment suddenly stopped.
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	As he opened his eyes still seeing the monster looking back at him, as he tried to change himself back clenching his paws tightly. Focusing as he rather quickly changes back to human. Standing up from the ground, looking down at his hands.

	[color=007236]“Yet, I haven't found anything. I haven't progressed in trying to find some kind of cure. I've already tried creating several dozens of different things. Nothing is working...it doesn't,”[/color] Terrence muttered to himself struggling to speak starting to feel a lump in his throat, immediately wiping a tear coming down his cheek, he sniffled slightly as he stopped to clear his throat stopping himself from finishing his sentence refusing to even acknowledge that he was feeling hopeless. He wandered into the kitchen and opened up the refrigerator, pulling out one of the beers Mason had been drinking. 

	Opening the tab and started to chug it down, some of it going down his lips as he drank down the entire can, before gently collapsing into his kitchen chair setting the empty can of beer upright on the table, wiping whatever missed his mouth on his sleeve. As Terrance reached for his book, before being interrupted once again by hearing something pounding upon his door. Quickly getting up and approaching his front door, unlocking his door curiously opening his door to discover who was on the other side.
	
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	[color=9e0b0f]“What the fuck?”[/color] Shouted in a deep voice, knowing immediately he had made a grave mistake in his error of judgment opening the door without even thinking standing his front of his doorstep glaring his glowing green eyes directly at him. Being one of the several patients he had been seeing without revealing his human appearance. He was a [url=http://imgur.com/NKJnv46]behemoth like creature[/url] looking like he was about to impale him through the chest if he wasn't given a satisfactory explanation in the next couple of seconds. 

	Wasting no time to change himself into his manticore form once again, showing him exactly his true identity at least to keep him remaining as calm as possible knowing just how quickly on edge he could become, it seemed to work despite showing a look of utter disgust, clearly finding the very thing offensive. Quickly storming into his place with a slight limp and heading straight for his lab seemingly unconcerned for permission to continue. Terrence could see him leaving behind a nearly flowing trail of blood as his right side was bleeding profusely and glowing blue though he didn't need his power to understand the desperate situation his patient was in.

	[color=9e0b0f]“Was that some kind of disguise? It looked repulsive, I was a moment away from peeling the flesh from your bones. Fucking humans disgust me. They would all be better off dead. That rebellion did this to me...I was able to escape but they hit my weak spot, I need to be fixed right away before I lose any more blood!”[/color] The behemoth states quickly sounding very demanding showing his urgency in his tone of voice. He clearly feared for his life. Terrence following behind unable to avoid stepping into his blood walking to the lab, hiding his reaction to the words he was saying, thinking to himself.

	[i][color=007236]“Briefly examining patient, looks like he's on death's doorstep. Could probably use the healing gel with a mixture of various things to give him a much higher change of survival, but even then there is no exact guarantee, I think even it is fully aware of how desperate the situation is.”[/color][/i] Terrence thought to himself as the creature bleed. Impulsively reacting like a doctor in any life or death scenario going to his table and grabbing everything he needed to attempt to safe it's life. But a little devil of an idea crossed his mind. As he turned around glaring down at the creature, who collapsed on his non wounded side, after struggling to stand upright.

	[color=007236]“You weren't followed were you? You've been keeping to yourself that you see me as a patient correct?”[/color] Terrence asked pretending it was for confirmation sake as the creature nodded his head in response letting out heavy loud rapid breaths.

	[color=9e0b0f]“Yes dammit, not a single individual even knows I see you. And no I wasn't followed either. Now hurry up and fix me, I'm not dying before unleashing my hell against the humans once again, I have been killing them since I stormed through their villages, and I plan and killing as many more as possible.”[/color] The behemoth angrily responded as everything he was saying seemed to slowly filling his mind, swarming like pests.

	He could feel his skin crawling and himself become blind with anger, recalling the first time he saw his dead siblings laying there. They had been skinned, his mind twisted into thinking meticulously about those words the behemoth said. Peeling the very flesh off their bones...how many creatures would do such a thing to a human, to kill them? Was it merely a coincidence? No, his mind told him this was finally the time.

	Mason, his old friend wanted him to become a part of the rebellion. The time to get his ever growing desire for revenge was now, he glared down at the behemoth's ugly face, he set all of items back onto the table. His tail twitching in the air while approaching him reaching up with his paw clutching on of its horns holding it tightly in his grip.

	[color=9e0b0f]“What the hell are you-”[/color] The behemoth questioned looking at the doctor's blank emotionless stare as he could feel the grip slowly crushing his horn, unable to fully realize what happened until Terrence violently ripped one horns out of his head and violently stabbing it through his front right leg he tried to raise upwards in an attempt to stop his attack, as it growled but that was literally all it could even do. Terrance shoving his claws into the open wound and ripping through him only making the wound larger spewing blood all over his arms.

	[color=9e0b0f]“You bastard...”[/color] Behemoth snarled weakly while Terrence as the behemoth was already laying in a pool of its own blood. Letting out a painful moaning, unable to stand up it legs becoming heavy and numb. Terrence raised his other claw and sank it right through the behemoths throats digging them deeper as it glares straight into the behemoths desperate and utterly confused eyes.

	[color=007236]“Everything you say, your very existence kills me on the inside. I'm only returning the favor.”[/color] Terrence says as he smirks ever so slightly, exposing his fangs, only watching the eyes of the creature slowly faded and became hollow and dark, the body became totally limp. Terrence pulls out his claws stained with blood and walks casually back over to his table and walks over to him.

	[color=007236]“I've been mixing this for quite a well, Been dying to test it out properly.” [/color] Terrence comments aloud pouring some of the large container of it on top of the behemoth as it starts melting the dissolving the body completely, watching as he poured it carefully as the entire body slowly disintegrated into nothing. Before putting the now empty container on the table. Changing himself to a human still drenched from head to toe in blood, putting his fingers on his neck to check his pulse, he could feel his adrenaline pumping and his heart racing.

	[color=007236]“Patient terminated 9:37 pm...”[/color] Terrence muttered to himself calmly looking up at the clock to check the time going over the sink to begin washing his blood soaked hands.

	[color=007236]“Looks like I some cleaning up to do before I can get any reading done.”[/color] He sighed.

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	In the middle of washing his hands, he just now stopped with the abrupt realization of what he had just done, like he snapped out of a violent breakdown. The guilt and disgust he didn't have before came flowing into his head asking himself, Did he really just kill someone unable to even fight back in cold blood? Tears started swelling his eyes, his hands started to shake wildly.

	[color=007236]“What have I done...”[/color] Terrence questioned to himself in disbelief that he just took the life of one his own patients, the very principals and morals he stood for. His very promise to not become the monster, he wasn't so sure that was a promise he could keep any longer, but who was he kidding despite every person he ever told that he would never break a promise his memories were a painful reminder of exactly how naive he was to make such an impossible statement. The dead corpses of all his siblings and friends he found them all, the ones he promised to keep safe from the dangers of the world. He already failed everyone else, now he even failed to keep the promise he made to himself. 

	But stopped with a rush of worry that if anyone came through his doors, they'd discover all the blood everywhere, immediately deciding he needed to clean. Beginning to immediately grabbing a mop bucket and mop and starting frantically washing every trace of blood clean from his entire laboratory and hallway leading all the way to the doorway, without taking a break until at least an hour had passed, going straight in his bathroom ignoring that it had been completely destroyed throwing all clothes on the ground and starting washing himself. Desperately trying the scrub the very sin off of his hands, washing his body and hair several times over. As the hot water washed the blood down the drain. After finishing, not even bother drying himself off throwing his clothes hamper and put on identical set of clothes, having his conscience already eating at him.

	[i][color=007236]“Fine...if I'm going to become a murderous beast I'll finish this right now.”[/color]		[/i] He without second thought quickly ran to the table where he kept his tools and grabbed a sharp scalpel tightly in left hand and went to jam it right through his throat, but suddenly right hand instantly grabbed his hand stopping himself as the blade was right up to his throat. His grip was tight and wouldn't let his other hand budge an inch like his survival instinct kicked in. Struggling for around a minute. Before giving in, slamming his hand back on the table letting go the scalpel, as he growled out in frustration. Starting to breathe in and out to calm himself down but it seemed to only get him more worked up. Starting pacing back and forth clutching his head and starting quietly cursing himself. 

	[color=007236]“No, I can't take a coward's way out. I've always wanted every monster just to leave...the only way be useful to the rebellion is if I fight back, set this town ablaze and watch the world burn beneath me...”[/color] He explained to himself while equally feeling justified and sick with his actions, clutching his fists still crying as he rushed over to his pile of book on the other side of the room as he started violently smashing through the book as they tumbled over as he knocking more than half of them all across the floor before angrily smashing the middle of the table literally breaking the table in half as he reminded that his monstrous strength clearly wasn't solely granted to him as a manticore.

	[color=007236][b]“WHY DID I DO TO DESERVE THIS!?”[/b][/color] Terrence screamed out
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	[color=007236][b]“WHY DID ALL OF THEM HAVE TO DIE? WHY CAN'T THEY COME BACK!?”[/b] [/color]Terrence falling to his knees, sobbing and smashed his fists into the ground.

	[color=007236]“I...I just want them back. Please...I can't do this alone anymore.” [/color]Terrence cried out weakly unable to scream anymore.

	[color=007236]“I can't do this alone...I can't do this alone...I can't do this alone.” [/color]Terrence repeated clutching his head being completely hysterical, only with a single thought in his mind becoming overwhelming clear.

	[color=007236][b]“I WILL MAKE THEM ALL PAY FOR THIS!”[/b][/color] Terrence letting out one final roar.