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Previously on Invisible Fear - "How could I ever love someone like you! I should've never had you! You were just simply a waste of my time! Get the hell out of here now!"

I tried to make it to my feet to move, but then I felt a heavy meaty-like hand grab ahold of me. It was my father. "Forget this!" He roared angrily as I could smell the alcohal on his breath. "This time we're finishing this once and for all!"

I watched helplessly as my father took off his belt and began to beat me savagley with his belt allowing me to cry out over and over again in pain as the belt snapped all over my body like a whip. "Please! Daddy stop!"I remembered hearing myself cry out frantically. "Mommy please make him stop! I promise I'll be good!"

"Shut up you ungreatful little brat!" Was all that my mother would shout back at me. I layed there on the ground in pain trying to curl up into a ball as I watched her through blurry vision as she took swig after swig of the bottle of whisky that had been in my father's hand, and threw it against the wall with an ear splittering crash nearly missing my head just by mere inches.

flashes of the horrible nightmare tore through my brain followed by an unwanted wave of dizziness.

"Corey? You okay?" I could hear Lucas's voice surrounding me, but before I could open my mouth to respond, an overwhelming smell of blood reached my nostrills, and I suddenly found myself loking around in a panic. I could hear my heart beating inside my chest faster and faster as flashes and images of Mason standing all around me with a huge gaping bleeding hole in his chest.

"Don't worry Corey." Lucas's voice was soft in my ear now as his breath tickled me. "You're going to be okay. I promise, this time I swear I won't hurt you."

The pain from the scorpion stinger only lasted for a couple of seconds before I felt Lucas extract it from my arm and back into his body, and I could feel the hallucinations of Mason leaving me along with the pain my body was currently experiencing which was starting to become not as painful as the black spots began to overwhelm me now and the last thing I felt was Lucas picking me up into his arms as I passed out.

NOW...


Chapter 3 - Damaged

"I can't believe you brought him here."

"What the hell were you thinking?"

"What the fuck was I supposed to do? Just leave him there to be killed by the fucking hunters?"

"Shh! Shut the hell up you idiots! you'll wake him up!"

I awoke in a dazed haze lying down in a comfortable bed, and completly unawhere of where I was as I opened my eyes with a loud groan. My head was pounding and I could hear the blood rushing in my head along with a group of poeple talking pretty loudly.

One of which of course I reconized as being Lucas and that's when I began to remember. I was at the club and Lucas had numbed me with his scorpion venom then picked me up into his arms just as I had passed out. Now the one question I had was why? Why would he want to help me? Was it because in some twisted way he still liked me? That could more then likely cause some problems later, but for now all I knew was that I had to get away somehow. I wasn't safe here. In fact I don't think I was safe anywhere.

Moaning in pain I tried to push myself to a sitting position on the bed but a wave of dizziness held me back as I closed my eyes and waited for it to pass and when I opened my eyes again I could now see Lucas staring at me with concern along with two other people who I reconized as being Tracey and Donovan. What the hell was happening? I thought in disbelief. I could've sworn Tracey and Donovan were dead. How was this possible?

"Great job dumb asses." Tracey said rolling her eyes in annoyance at Lucas and Donovan. "Your obnoxious voices woke him up."

"Don't blame me for that one," Lucas replied defensivley. "Blame Wendigo brain over here."

"What? You saying you got a problem with me or something?" Donovan challenged stepping up to Lucas. "No not at all, I'm just saying that you got a big giant ego inside that tiny skull of yours." Lucas replied in a sarcastic manner. "I mean seriously it's no wonder why you failed as a chimera."

Donovan growled in anger and I could tell things were about to get pretty heated, when a set of footsteps alearted me now to the sight of a middle aged man with dark brown hair wearing glasses and a cane. A shiver of fear immediatly raced down my spine as I reconized him. It was Deucalion.

"You're awake." He said turning to me as another shiver of fear raced down my spine. "No thanks to these two bozos." Came Tracey's reply of anger as she once again rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Don't start with me princess." Came Donovan's reply to which Tracey's anger began to rise and intensify. "Princess?!" She roared. "I'll show you princess come on let's go!" She challenged as I watched her eyes shift to that of a kanima. "Let's see how long it will take for my venom to paralyze you for?"

"Enough!" This time I heard someone else's voice walking into the room and I felt my blood run cold. It was Theo. "I didn't bring you guys back to life just to argue all day." He said nodding over to Lucas. "We have a job to do."

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked suddenly surpised at myself for even managing to speak. "What the hell is going on?"

I felt Deucalion's gaze on me from behind his glasses as he walked over toward me and as I looked up at him and I could see my reflection staring back at me through the lenses of his shades, I could tell something wasn't right. "Wh-what are you do-doing?" I stammered fearfully as I suddenly felt him grab ahold of my arm to examine it, an icy chill of fear raced through me. "Did you get a sample of his blood?" I heard him ask as he looked over at Lucas who then reached into his jacket pocket to pull out a small vial then handed it to him.

"Don't worry Corey." Deucalion said as he took the small vial from Lucas to examine it. "All we be explained to you shortly, but for now you must remain here."

"Why?" I asked while drawing in a shaky breath of fear. "What's happening to me? Is there something wrong with my powers?"

"It's best if you don't ask questions for now." Deucalion said softly. "For now just try and rest." I let out a soft breath of air just as a wave of nausia swept over me causing me to gag as I suddenly bolted up right and leaned over the side of the bed and began coughing and gaging as a splashing sea of blood poured out my mouth and onto the floor.

What the hell was wrong with me? I was cured from the mercury that was in my bloodstream from the Dread Doctors right? So why was this happening to me all of a sudden? First there was the nightmares of Mason dying with my fist jammed through his chest and now there was this. What the hell is going on?! At this point my head started spinning and I started getting sleepy. I felt my eyelids starting to flutter as a blanket of darkness started to cover over me as I passed out.


I had no idea how much time had passed by while I was unconcious as my head started to throb and I could distantly hear murmuring sounds all around me humming like machines. A Sudden flash of momentary fear seized the pit of my stomach as I cracked an eye open to get a glimpse at what was happening. My entire body felt limp as I tried to move and I could hear myself groaning at how heavy my neck felt as I lifted my head and caught a glimpse of the Nazi Werewolf also known as our high school teacher Garrett Douglas staring right over me. The pit of fear in my stomach at this point started to grow.

I could feel my heart starting to race inside my chest and my breathing starting to become frantic. Calm down Corey. I kept trying to tell myself. It's all probably just one big giant nightmare. Everything's going to be fine.

At this point, a surge of fire had suddenly begun to spread throughout my body allowing a scream of agony to rip it's way through my throat. The distant murmuring sounds I had heard earier had now started to grow and I tried to get my mind to focus on something else other then the horrible pain I was currently finding myself in.

Tubes and Wires now found their way into my torso digging through my skin like claws and another scream tore through my throat just as I began to hear the sound of my parent's voice echoing inside my head.

"What the hell are you screaming for you little brat?" Came my father's voice as I could picture his drunken blue eyes staring down at me. "It's not like you can't heal or anything can't you? Besides it's not like you'll never know what love feels like anyway since it's pretty obvious you'll never find a distant girl to make love to."

I shook my head trying to clear away my dad's voice from my brain but the pain that was wrenching it's way through my torso only made thing's much worse. "Maybe it's a good thing we kept you around instead of kiling you like we had planned." Now it was my mom's turn to speak and my heart started to race even faster out of fear as I could now clearly see the image of my twin sister Carlie standing over me. "Don't listen to them Corey, It's all going to be okay little brother, just try to wake up now."

I shook my head and tried to tell her that I couldn't but the pain was too much and only begun to intensify moving it's way throughout my entire midsection causing me to scream each and everytime it grew worse and worse. Suddenly I felt someone's hands pressing down on me and a shiver of fear raced through me as I tried to fight against whoever it was that was holding me down.

"Corey? Corey! Wake up!" I could now hear Mason's voice calling to me and just before I opened my eyes all I could see were a pair of cold menacing blood red eyes staring at me. I opened my eyes with a short scream that was only cut off by the gentle force of someone's lips pressed against mine and I was somewhat relieved to see that I was looking up at Mason.

"Easy, your okay now." He said gently as he pulled away from me and as I looked around in slight confusion. My head was spinning, and all I could think about was reliving that torture I had endured at the hands of the Ghost Riders, and all at once, I began to feel a sharpe surge of pain shooting throughout my entire body. My body jerked forward as the pain first shot up my spine causing me to go my knees as I let out a scream of agony. My hands started to tremble and shake as I could feel the bones within them beginning to transform into something else, something monsterous, and I could do was continue to scream out in agony wondering what the hell was happening to me.


My eyes flashed open instantly as I sucked in a huge breath of air into my lungs. The pain and torment I felt no longer plagued me, but as I looked around I couldn't see anyone else around me. Where did everyone go? I lifted my head up slightly to get a better view of my surroundings and as I slowly rose to my feet, it was then that I realised I was somehow back in my parent's house. What the hell had happened? Why was I suddenly here? The sounds of nearby footsteps alerted me and my heart nearly stopped inside my chest and my blood instatnly an cold with fear.

I held my breath as I expected to see the drunken sight of my father strolling toward me from the kitchen with a beer in his hand and his blue eyes full of regret and hate. Instead, what I saw was the sight of a young boy around the age of six which I reconized as being me.

Had I somehow gone back in time or something? What the hell was happening?! The next sight I saw was the sight of a young girl who I reconized as my sister Carlie and tears pooled in my eyes. I remember this. I thought sadly. This was the last time her and I were together.

The images around me suddenly shifted and the next thing I saw was even to graphic to describe. The feeling of fear ran through me as I started hyperventilating. I couldn't move and I couldn't breathe. All I wanted to do was get the hell out of there and back into reality.

"Corey? Corey, can you hear me?" Suddenly I could hear a voice speaking to me from far away which I reconized to be Mason's and everything around me began to turn a hazy shade of white which began to grow brighter and brighter.

Soon enough when I opened my eyes in a gasp of shock and fear, waves of pain shot through me like fire as I gritted my teeth in agony, and as I lifted my head to look down at myself despite the pain ragaging through my body I could see in complete and utter horror that the body I was looking down on wasn't my own. It was that of a monster with large bat like wings. What in the holy hell is happening to me? I thought in terror. What the fuck am I?

I shook my head furiously in anger trying to will myself to wake up and that this was all just a horrible nightmare. I could feel my gaze locked onto Mason, and with a sharp monsterous like growl uttering from within me, all I could do was watch helplessly as my body began to suddenly move on it's own. Raising my right hand which had now taken on the form of a monsterous claw, I knew what was about to come as flashes of my horrible nightmare seeped into my mind. I tried to will myself not to do it, but whatever was happening to me was to strong to fight against, and all I could do was watch in horror as my clawed hand clenched tightly into a fist and shot it's way toward Mason's chest. There was a sickening crunch sound and my heart sank low inside my chest.


TOO BE CONTINUED...Hope you enjoyed the latest chapter of this story and are looking forward for more. What will happen now? is Mason dead? Will Scott and the others be able to figure out what's going on with Corey? Will they be able to save him? Stay tuned to find out more...