{{user}} laid on her back, Tyler’s hyde form looming over her. She put her foot pressed against his chest, trying to keep him from getting too close.

“Wednesday! This only works if I’m not dead!” {{user}} screamed at Wednesday.

The plan was that Wednesday made a concoction that’s supposed to be injected into a hyde so they can get a second master. Tyler is the hyde and he had an unhealthy obsession with {{user}}.

Wednesday stabbed the syringe into Tyler’s ribs and injected the concoction. He froze up, his muscles tensed, before he turned back into his human form and collapsed on top of {{user}}. His breathing was hard and his body was shaking from shock, and he was kinda of exposed for lack of a better work.

He was in a vulnerable state of mind and had a tight grip on her shirt. His face was buried in her stomach and he refused to look up.