User blog:Lightblade25/Gone Wrong...

Argus lurched weakly through the dark, rainy streets. He clutched his left arm tightly. It was throbbing. However, nothing could compare to the throbbing in his head. He looked down at his left hand for a brief moment. His nails were growing long and sharp, like claws. His whole hand was covered in blood...but it wasn't his. Instantly, terrible images and sounds raced into his head at ounce. People screaming; a scientist falling to the floor, his lab coat splattered in blood; more scientists, running for their lives...Argus's gut twisted. He fell to his knees and vomited there in the streets. Suddenly, he heard voices in the distance, behind him. "Where is he?!?" one voice shouted, "We have to find him!" another called. Their looking for me... Argus thought, I have to get out of here!. He began to stand, but the throbbing in his arm only worsened. He growled in pain. "Why..." he said to himself, "...why is this...how is this happening...?". With a grunt of discomfort, Argus stood and continued through the streets. An image of a young woman, beautiful in every way, appeared in his mind. It was his wife. Lily... he thought, I need to get her...I need to get them out of here.. "How is this happening...?" he repeated, "Why is it...happening? It...wasn't supposed to be like this...!"