The Beast - Brittany Tucker (#15)

    Yui trembles at the sight laid out before her. “A-A-Avery?” her voice cracks as her mismatched eyes widen.
    “Y-Yui, you... need t-to... get ou-t... of here,” Avery manages, holding his stomach. “P-Please. Don’t... let them...” before he can continue, he falls to the ground, his body unmoving.
    Yui scrambles to him, looking over her shoulder for any sign that Wendy is nearby to heal him. Not seeing her, Yui turns back to Avery, her eyes glossy from tears forming. “Avery, you...” sob after sob erupt from her before a loud, soul-wrenching cry wracks through her small frame.
    Her mind goes numb as she shakily stands, her body trembling even more than before. She can feel that thing taking over again.
    The beast.
    The demon.
    The murderer.
    Her eyes snap open, revealing a haunting blue as the air around her turns cold. She sniffs the air briefly, turning toward the familiar scent.
    A cruel, sadistic smile spreads across her face as the being behind her chuckles darkly. “So, you’re finally going to reveal your true self, huh? How cute.”
    She snarls at him, creating a ball of blue fire in left hand, and sphere of dark magic in the other. Combining them, she lunges at the being, missing him as he calmly steps out of the way, letting the glowing ball crash to the ground, the impact leaving a huge crater in its wake.
    The beast blindly attacks the man, pouring all her magic power into her attacks. She only hit him a few times, but when she did, it greatly weakened him. He’s coughing and sputtering now, out of breath and barely standing.
    “You’ve taken away someone very precious to her. I’m sure she’ll forgive me if I kill you,” the beast says, hiding her weariness with a ruthless smile. Maybe pouring so much magic into her attacks wasn’t the best plan against such a powerful enemy, but this enemy in particular really ticked her off.
    The man, now frightened out of his wits, looks to her with abhorrence and awe in his eyes. The beast steps toward him, claws ready, causing a hair-raising screech to rise from his throat as the beast cackles cynically...

Note:
 - I have absolutely no idea what possessed me to write this... I guess this is what happens when I don't get a lot of sleep...