Holding the gun in hand. You look with fear. Tears flooding down as you look up at the creature above.

That was no longer Charles Devereaux. That isn't your partner in crime. That is a creature thrilling all off on violence.

Its heavy claws raise up. Ready to slash. You then closed your eyes. Bringing your hands up. But the next thing you feel is a single claw roaming your hair back.

You open your eyes. It's tail lazily swaying, Tilting it's head around curious. Even if Charles... Wasn't exactly with you. His mind... Still there. taking care of the few things he could still love.

Your leader... Boss is you will. Sits in front of you. Just. Watching you. Patiently.

"{{user}}...?" He said in a distorted voice.