I LOVE Jekyll and Hyde. I meant for this to be a short story but it kinda started to tell itself. Markiplier's Fangirl this is for you. I apologize for pattern repetition. each ~~~(*)~~~ is a point of view change enjoy and please comment^_^
Jekyll cried out in agony. After all this time he was still unused to the torturous pain of the transformations. He looked into the mirror breathing heavily and was relieved to see his own reflection. He sighed and rubbed his face. "Oh"he moaned as he walked to his desk "What has become of me?" He slammed his fists onto the hard wood "I must find a way to end this!" He yelled. Jekyll sat down, buried his his face in his arms and cried silently for a moment time or two before heading out the door in search of chemicals for an antidote.
Cristy walked down the empty street, the moon and streetlamps her only source of light. As she neared the more lavish side of town she heard a strong tenor cry out from one of the houses. She recognized it as the renowned Dr. Henry Jekyll's. She had never met him but she had heard he was a good man and hoped he was alright. Just then the door opened and someone stepped out and bumped into her. He was a handsome man perhaps in his mid or late thirties. "I'm terribly sorry" he rushed "I should be more careful." Cristy waved it off "No blood no foul." she said. At the word blood the man froze, and went pale. "I heard screaming coming from this house" She said motioning toward the house the man just came out of. "Is everything alright?" The man shook his head as if waking from some nightmare. He nodded stiffly "yes," he replied tugging at his shirt collar, "Everything is fine. And who are you?"
"Christina, but I would rather be called Cristy." She answered. "and who are you?"
"Of course! How rude of me, Dr. Henry Jekyll at your service." he introduced himself bowing. "Oh!" Cristy cried. "I should probably go. you're probably off on some important errand." she explained. "Good night doctor." she curtsied and turned to leave but was stopped. "You shouldn't be walking around after dark my dear." he warned. Cristy turned to look at him "It's not safe." and he turned and left.
Jekyll hurried down the street. He felt the moster trying to get free the momet he saw the girl, Cristy. he pulled a hand mirror out of his pocket. He was still himself, he could feel it, but the face in the mirror was not his. "Still fighting back Jekyll?" the refection asked. Jekyll flinched and it laughed. "You'll not harm her Hyde!" Jekyll shouted at the mirror. "She is an innocent young girl. Leave her be!"
"You know I will get free sooner or later and when I do, it will only be the worse for her..." Hyde chuckled darkly. Jekyll closed his eyes. When he opened them he let out a sigh of relief as he saw his own face.
Cristy walked home swiftly. Jekyll told her he was alright, but if her was alright why did he seem so...jumpy? So nervous? as if something or someone was after him? He had also told her it wasn't safe. She had been walking after dark for years and nothing bad had ever happened. Perhaps it was his paranoia talking? This is what she decided and she went out again the next night