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Draft 2: '''Before reading please read this part. I really need help coming up with a middle I honestly am lost with it and have no idea what else I can do to the middle. Also unless people actually like it and think the middle is good enough then this will not be the final edition, thank you and enjoy the story.'''

I bet you’ve all heard that phrase “everybody has a dark side?” Well, some people have much darker sides than others; yes, we can all be a bit sadistic or sociopathic now and again but with my sister Kimberly it was beyond anything like that.

She never really was the popular type, then again neither am I but being a rude and sarcastic bastard kind of helped me get through that, as for her though she was just too polite and awkward as well as incredibly jumpy and paranoid over everything which caused common panic attacks and breakdowns. Even when people did anger her, she was too afraid to fight back she just let it bottle up inside her. She never really had many friends same as me but the ones she did have never stayed for long.

Everyone at school took advantage of Kimberly in some way or another, the only one who didn’t was me. She’d always be at the short end of everyone’s jokes, she’d always get picked on and bullied since she was an easy target and never told on people. Even when I myself attempted to intervene it never stopped, this affected her visibly from the start and I could see the clear signs that even sweet, innocent little Kimberly was starting to change.

I could see that Kimberly was pretty much hiding from the rest of the world and the only time I’d see her fully was at school, she physically started to change as well with her skin becoming so pale that she constantly looked like she was about to faint and her eyes seemed to be tired and bloodshot.

This made the bullying from her peers continue and I of course attempted to intervene but was ignored and stopped. I even told several teachers and classroom assistants about the constant abuse and torment she’s been facing but it still never ended.

I had enough of it and clearly so did she. She kicked one of the guys tormenting her directly in the balls and slammed his head off of the table before storming out of the school.

I went after her of course but couldn’t find a trace of her, I called her: no answer; I checked all over the house: Not a trace of her, I even searched throughout the entire township we lived in top to bottom but still nothing.

I of course called my parents to tell them what had happened and they left work early and we drove around all evening and night trying to find her, but again nothing.

The next morning we called the police who began questioning and interviewing everyone in our town about the disappearance of her and were searching for almost five days to find her.

They found her in the nearby forest and she was severely unstable and traumatised upon seeing a dead body whilst fleeing the town; she was placed in hospital for about a week and when she got out, she seemed slightly better, happier and healthier although she would never bring up what happened during the days she was gone; I of course never asked since it was none of my business and I didn’t want to end up making her get unstable again.

She appeared more lively still but needed medication to tone down and calm her during mental breakdowns. She hadn’t had one for two weeks while taking the pills and of course I was feeling proud of Kimberly and even felt optimistic that she would get better by the end of the year, hell she even started hanging out with me and my friends who needed a bit of persuasion but did eventually accept her and actually grew to like her overtime.

I was glad with the new Kimberly who didn’t shut herself out and remain in isolation from the world, this Kimberly was in every way improved and I couldn’t be happier.

I could sometimes hear odd things coming from her room whilst I was in bed however I always assumed it was just in my head and nothing more.

Her confident behaviour did slightly fade for brief phases but at the time they just seemed like passive moments that came and went that the medication could probably help.

After a few more weeks I did notice a few new odd habits she seemed to develop but I brushed if off as just her personality and her taste in entertainment, etc. such as a book titled.

'Infamous Demons: Volume One. '

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;font-weight:normal;line-height:100%">However like I said I brushed it off as nothing more than a way for her to entertain herself.

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:100%"> Kimberly eventually seemed to finally have been completely cleared   of everything that had previously raised an eyebrow of mine and for once she actually seemed happy, even though she had very little friends or social skills and was still picked on, she didn’t care at all and half of time just ignored it and the rest   of the time she took my approach of being a sarcastic bastard in response.

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;font-weight:normal;line-height:100%">For the next three months life couldn’t be better for my family we were all happy and got along well with no arguments, no troubles, nothing. My friends also accepted Kimberly as one of the group and everything seemed perfect and I felt like I played a major part, nothing seemed like it could go wrong.

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;font-weight:normal;line-height:100%">However, all good things eventually come to an end and unfortunately for me my own efforts were now wasted.

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:100%"> O  n the 27th February in the very early hours of the morning I woke up to a gas like smell causing my to cough. I looked up to see some sort of cyan smoke cloud glowing and floating around my bedroom, once it had left I could hear the odd voice I heard one two occasions before coming from Kimberly’s room again although this time much clearer, it was a strange, soft spoken yet unnerving voice, similar to her own which began speaking to her.

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:100%">“Kimberly, 'you’ve ignored me and my requests for too long and 'enough time has passed 'since our wager was made', 'now I want you to fully allow me access to you entirely, that way you can be exactly the way you wish to be, you could easily get revenge 'on those people and you’d be stronger, faster and more powerful.” the voice said

<p align="left" style="margin-bottom:0cm;line-height:100%">“ No, I want you gone! You’ve brought me nothing but trauma and fear,  I don’t care about all of this revenge   crap. That was in the heat of the moment, just  go! B  esides even if I did agree, it wouldn’t be me, it’d be you     and don’t even deny it, I know your ways! ”  I heard her   shouting   to the voice.

“'' Such a disappointment, I thought you’d be better than this Kimberly. Very well then, if you won’t let me IN. Then I’ll just have to force my way in.” '' the voice shrieked.

<p style="font-weight:normal">I then heard loud thumps and bangs coming from the room and I ran in only to find Kimberly, attacking herself. I was confused, bewildered and horrified before watching as she slowly and crookedly turned to stare at me and motioned her hand to the left, launching my across the hallway.

At this point my parent’s where awoken as well  and they too rushed down the hallway.

<p style="font-weight:normal">“No don’t go in there!” I warned, although halfway through my warning they were whacked and launched by the broken off door to her bedroom only to be crushed by it, as well as their own wall that broke and fell directly on top of them. I looked on at what I could still see of my crushed parents, pinned under the door and wall, now dead.

<p style="font-weight:normal">I then looked on in horror as Kimberly levitated out of the room, her eyes now illuminating white and her skin grey with her veins now visible and discoloured. She turned to me and spoke, although it wasn’t her voice, it was the voice talking to her previously which sounded similar from a different room but in person sounded much different.

“ Goodbye.”  it   said in a calm,   chilling   way before blasting me with some sort of ray   launching me out of the house.

I looked on as  my sister broke her way out of the roof   once again and stared down at me with a cold stare of death     she then   fired one of her blasts     directly into the house and watched on as   several portions of the falling building crash   ed   down on top of me.

A  ll I could hear before eventually blacking out from under the wreckage was loud blasts and the terror and commotion coming from the residents. I then allowed myself to fall unconscious awaiting death.

I woke up and after my  miracle survival I   used all of my strength     and pushed my way   out of wreckage and collapsed onto the grass in pain and exhaustion. It was  at this moment   I discovered   the   book   I overlooked several months previously   laying beside me; t   he truth   had   finally hit me.

Infamous Demons: Volume 1

<p style="font-weight:normal">I looked to where the bookmark was placed and opened to that page.

'Lord Felix's Frantalus: One of the most barbaric of the demons within these pages, Felix appears to the weak and vulnerable as a tulpa (solid/seemingly real and interactive hallucination). He convinces the host to let him take full control of their body by “filling out all of their desires”, with the price to pay of their body being given full control to him, yet even if they change their mind about the deal he will not leave he’s not sympathetic nor negotiable; his lust and desperation for power and a real body again drove him more deranged than he was previously. Felix lost his physical form during an unknown battle whilst serving under the rule of Satan, ever since then he used a spiritual form in order to carry out his deeds, hence why requires a body. Once in control of a host, it isn’t hard to imagine what the now omnipotent being will do.'

<p style="font-weight:normal">There was no mistake, this was what was inside my sister, and to think, I brushed this book off as nothing more than her curiosity or just for entertainment. How wrong I was.

<p style="font-weight:normal">I later found out that Felix proceeded to kill off pretty much my entire township and even as I looked up from my current location, there was nothing to be seen, just burnt, dead trees and ruins of buildings. As far as I know I was the sole survivor of his attack in my town and during my research I have discovered the many other locations he has destroyed; as of right now he appears to have finished his assault on my country and is moving on to another. Currently I’m doing intensive research in every area I can to ensure that I can to track him down and how I can get him out of her body without causing her any harm. Once I finish my research and find him I’ll extract from her forever and make sure he does nothing more to any other being again, I’m considering forming a team up to assist me since doing this as a one person job will most likely end horribly.

<p style="font-weight:normal">I shall update if I succeeded in my goals.

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