The moment Episode was forced to take form, her rage at what he had done to Trevor became an all-consuming desire for revenge. Before she knew what she was doing, or the hunter could even register her, she barreled toward him, feeling her body move at the dictations of a force, of a frenzy she had never felt before. Her fangs bore in a vicious snarl, she easily brought him to the ground, her weight on top of his and hand around his throat pinning him beneath her as she assaulted him.
	With only the desire to see him bleed, for him to be the one laying, dead, in the field, the fingers of her free hand moved to press into his chest, when she felt a hand rest on her shoulder and Riley’s voice broke through her haze.
	It took her a moment to register who it was, her breathing coming in quick, angry spurts, red blooming on Episode’s white suit around her fingers. 
	Exhaling through her teeth, Izzy hung her head as his words hit their mark. If she kept going, she would cross the line between human and monster. With a snort, she raised her head to look into Episode’s eyes, a lingering sadistic glimmer still in the depths of her gaze. She leaned into him so her mouth rested near his ear.
	“If you [i]ever,[/i]” she growled through her teeth, tightening her grip on him so her nails dug slightly into his throat, “hurt someone I care about again, I swear I’ll end you.” With that, she pulled from him and got to her feet, leaving a streak of Trevor’s blood on Episode’s chin.
	Trevor. Leaving Riley to deal with Psychotic Episode, she spun toward where she had left her friend, then hurried to him, a lump in her throat. She knelt down beside him, fearing how she would find him. Did she have time to get him help? Would it do any good?
	“It's done,” she choked out, searching for any sign of life, her hands shaking as she once more placed a gentle palm to his chest, hoping beyond hope that the heart beneath still beat. “Thanks to you.”