Dorian winced in pain grabbing his silver hair, ignoring the bruises on his arms that were hurting like mad. His eyes had gone wide and mad as he struggled to keep Stan in. Then he heard the doctors advice, reluctantly bowed his head and then... He let out a blood curdling scream as he sprawled out on the floor. Stan hasn't been in control for a month now but he would always whisper, whisper, whisper, whisper. But finally....he was back...but bringing pain. He looked up with a maniacal grin at this idiot doctor and someone weird girl. "Why should I work with that dweeb, look what he did yo our body." He got up and dusted himself off. He noticed the girl there and gave her a smirk before turning back to Vlad. "Can't you do an operation to remove him from me? But not the powers, just him, since he's a bloody moron."