Following from what happened last time, me and Rebecca had left the alchemist and headed back

to the inn to go and think things through. I was

concerned for the both of us now, not just for myself but for her as well. I feared that this whole thing would get in the way of our friendship and I
might end up turning against her in someway. It was quite the predicament, yeah I was getting to be my favorite Tim Burton character played by
one of my favorite actors ever but I was turning evil and being corrupted by it every single time, I loved horror movies but I never thought i’d see
myself actually BEING in one.

And at the rate things were going now, it would only be a matter of time until I would start turning. 'Rebecca. Thanks for helping, I was not myself
back there when I got corrupted/turned in the previous version of this story, forced to act on evil impulses and a bloodlust I normally would be in
control of but when under the influence of evil I am not.' 'No worries...i've seen much scarier things before, i'm pretty sure there is nothing that can
scare me. After all, i'm friends with a sorceress who lives in a real haunted house.'

"Are you sure?"

"Yep. I am used to this kind of scary stuff."

'Oh well. I can certainly say you're a lot braver than my other friends are, normally about this time they would start freaking out over the fact i've
been put under a spell/curse.' 'Well i'm sure that we'll get through this A-Okay. As long as nothing happens that will get any supporting characters
killed off.' 'Yeah...you're probably right.' I started freaking out a little, I felt more worried and tense than usual - knowing that it could probably
happen at any time.

"Nathan. Are you alright? I mean I know it's going to happen anyway but..."

'Ummmm.....no, not really, just a little anxious and freaked out. I mean I did nothing to this one time villainess that resulted in me being cursed but
here I am. Fearing I might end up killing someone out of my uncontrollable bloodlust.' 'You've been acting strangely all night long, it's
due to the spell that's been cast on you - it's slowly turning you into the Hessian. And I was there when it first happened and it must have been
horrifying for you.' 'I know. And the scariest thing about it is - that I actually think I am starting to enjoy the process. I mean I can't fight these urges
and instincts. They're too strong. Normally I can but the dark aura is stronger than any aura i've ever picked up.' 'No, Nathan, no! You must fight
them. No matter how difficult it is, you have to fight them, you have to. You're not a killer and you wouldn't harm anyone.'

"Maybe you're right. No wait, scratch that, you are right. Harming innocent people is something i'd never do unless under the influence of evil, I
mean I have strict rules about brainwashing and MC. I don't allow them here. But maybe..."

'Maybe what?'

Before I could reply, I felt a wave of pain jolt through my body and I doubled over in pain - this wasn't going to be good in the slightest as I
clutched my stomach and felt those dark urges coming in, you know when you have the urge to just attack random people and drink their blood
and you just feel like there is a monster inside wanting to jump out, well that's how I felt at this exact moment. 'Aaaaagh.....aaaaaaagh...'

"Nathan! Are you alright?"

‘GET AWAY FROM ME! RIGHT NOW. I am saying this because it's happening now and you should run and not be a female in a horror movie.' I
snarled and as I did my eyes turned from brown to aquamarine blue as my clothes started turning black and my teeth started sharpening, at first
with the canines resembling typical vampire fangs but then the teeth looking like 80s horror movie monster teeth. ‘I admit I always wanted to have
fangs but not like this.’ 'No....Nathan...you must fight this. This dark side of your personality is not you, this is a dark
alter-ego.’‘'Aaaagh........Aaaaaagh! Oh god, this hurts. Oh good god it hurts! Of course it hurts, it's a painful transformation and ones like these are
never pleasant yet sick weirdos in fandoms dedicated to making painfully cutesy werecreature content on Youtube and DA totally are into this for
completely wrong reasons.'

"Nathan...you must fight this, you must. Don't worry, I can help you."

"Aaaaaaaaaaagh! Stupid dark instincts."

"Come on Nathan, you can do this."

"You're right. I can!"

I calmed down for a second as my eyes returned to their normal colour as did my clothes and my teeth returned to normal, I was relieved as you
can probably imagine. ‘Whew, much better. Don’t get me wrong, I like the Hessian and I always wanted to have fangs, but not like this. No, not in
this way. This is going to be a major problem.’

"Phew! Good job, Nathan."

"Thanks...I think I got that under control...."

‘Well that's good. For a second there, I was worried that you were going to turn and start going on a killing spree. I mean I know you wouldn't
harm anyone but I was so worried i'd be one of the next victims for sure.' 'Don't worry Becky, I would never do that...remember what I told you
earlier, no matter what happens we'll always be friends.' 'Aaaw..come here.'

She reached out to hug me but as she did, a cold chill ran through my spine as I sensed that something wasn't right - because like in the original
something was indeed wrong with me. Another wave of pain jolted through my body as shadows started creeping up behind me, causing me to
double over again.

"Ooh god, again."

"Nathan.....what's wrong?"

"Run....get out of here, now...before it's too late!"

"Why?"

'Because you don't want to be the victim in this, trust me, in the original it got to the point I went on a killing spree and went after numerous
people.' 'No, i'm staying here with you.' 'I think it will be better if you left because this is a mini-series based on a horror movie made by Tim
Burton and you don't want to be a slasher victim.'

"No. You're my friend and i'm going to help you get through this!"

"But I might end up killing you, not that it will likely happen but it might."

'Nathan....you could never do that, you're the opposite of that Hessian - you're kind, you're heroic, you're sweet - you're not bloodthirsty or
vicious.' 'True....BUT THE ONLY ONE WHO'S STOPPING ME FROM A GOOD OLD FASHIONED KILLING SPREE IS YOU! LEAVE THIS
PLACE AT ONCE! LEAVE! I am only saying this because the Hessian is controlling me and giving me dark urges that I cannot suppress.'

"Nathan...i'm scared. I know I should help you in someway but I am scared.'

"I'm sorry...it's just....stupid Hessian instincts, I should be enjoying it but it’s causing me pain.”

The shadows creeped up my body and slowly but surely my clothes turned black, as did my shoes - changing them to a pair of black boots. The
process was quite unpleasant and quite painful, Rebecca wanted to leave but she knew that if she were to leave me alone - then it would only
worsen. ‘I like the outfit but this isn’t at all pleasant.’

"Nathan! Nathan! Come on, you can fight this...I can help you!"

"I'm afraid I don't think there's anything you can do about it, well if I would be saying that if this was the original.”

The shadows slowly crept up on my hands making a pair of black gloves appear on them, my clothes were now looking more Hessian-like. I was
overcome by more pain and feelings of bloodlust as I grew slightly taller and the shadows appeared behind my back, forming a cape of
sorts. Which I do admit looked good but I wasn't there to impress her with my fashion sense, I was suffering due to the curse.

"Nathan...d...oh no. Come on Nathan...you can do this! I have faith in you..."

"Grrrrr....no, I can't. The urges, the bloodlust...the instincts! They're just too strong, but I can do it this time, I swear!"

"Come on. You can do this, we can do this."

"No....get out of here right now!"

My hair slowly spiked up and turned jet black, as my skin turned pale. I closed my eyes, but they opened up again as they turned from brown to
aquamarine blue with a rather ghostly tint. My eyebrows arched and turned black, becoming more menacing in the process. I couldn't help but let
out a few growls and snarls as it happened. I could still talk but it was very difficult to try to adjust to the growls, I just felt angrier than any normal
man would be. I normally would be digging the goth look but I was afraid for my life and for hers.

"Nathan!"
"Grr...grrrr.....GET OUT OF HERE NOW! Of course I am only saying this because this is going to be an unpleasant sequence for me and for you
to witness and if you end up being on the list of first victims to die I don’t think I can afford another co-star. Trust me, trying to replace co-stars
everytime one disappears or dies is a nightmare.”

"No...i'm staying here with you."

Dark makeup appeared around my eyes as my lips turned a pale shade of pinkish. I growled in pain as the changes progressed further. I felt a
rather unusual stinging sensation in my mouth, and as I felt my teeth with my tongue - they started to sharpen and resembled vampiric fangs at
first which I admit was kind of cool, 'Okay I admit that fangs are quite cute and I do look good with them, not that I have a thing for thing with
characters with fangs or anything, oh no.'

"Rebecca"

"Yes, Nathan?"

"There's something I just want to say to you before this process completes itself and grrrrrr...the Hessian takes over, and sorry about the growling
- it's just the dialogue sometimes switches to monster talk."

"What is it?"

".....I.....I.....I......Want to say thanks...for being my friend and everything. And well when the original supporting character left to go to home to their
home world, you were the right choice to replace them."

"No problem, Nathan."

"Now....there's something I want you to do for me.."

"What, Nathan?"

"Promise me that no matter how dark or gruesome this gets, you won't end up being the first victim that I kill off in this. In the original well this
was a whole lot worse."

"I promise."

"Aaah, thanks but if I end up hurting you, I don’t know if I can get a replacement co-star.”

"I'm staying here with you. We can get through this...."

I growled in pain some more as my facial features morphed and reshaped themselves until they fully resembled the Hessian's features. In
addition to this my already vampiric teeth sharpened more until they now resembled the Hessian's teeth. 'Aaaaaagh. Damn, this hurts. At least I
can talk this time, last time I had trouble with it.' 'Nathan, i'm here for you. Don't worry....'

'I know...it's just stupid dark impulses, I am starting to think about blood and not in the usual way..' I held my head in pain as the more vicious
instincts and urges of the Hessian slowly took over me, but I was actually still me on the inside unlike in the original where I was fully corrupted
into acting like a violent fanged psycho, I was still myself but partially still Hessian-like.

"Nathan....you've got to keep control."

"I'm trying...but say, I bet you'd make a good addition to the collection."

"Nathan!"

My horrifying transformation was complete and I was now the Hessian but at least I could speak, last time when this part happened I could not
speak, I could talk but my voice was deeper and Walken-like with a slightly ghost-like echo to it, making me sound like I was a ghost. ‘This never
gets any easier.’ ‘Nathan, is that you in there?’

"AAAAAAAH! RAAAAAAAAWR! Sorry, force of habit."

"Nathan...I know it's you in there. Don't worry, I might be able to fix this."
"Oh I do hope so, I mean I know it will eventually get fixed but still."

"Just don't go killing anybody now."

"Raaawr? Sorry about that, had the dialogue for this part set to monster talk."

"I know you are far too good to be so vicious."

"Actually you're right, this may have happened in the original but in this remake, not so much."

She went up to me and tried to talk me out of this and luckily I was able to hug her without attacking her this time, yes I was in the form f the
Hessian but still good old me on the inside, maybe it would not be as how I wanted to be but it was semi normal for me at least and so fat
Rebecca was holding up well.

"Nathan! Nathan!"

"HAAAAAAA! RAAAAAAWR! AAAAAH! Sorry, this form is hard for me to adjust to because it's taller than how I normally am."

"Oh no...this isn't going to be good."

“I won’t harm you, it’s obvious you are meant to survive this as opposed to others.”

Now that I had fully transformed into the Hessian, I had more reason to be concerned, I mean yeah this happened in the original mini-series too
but this was more about me worrying about having to replace Rebecca if she was to you know...die. Which I did not want to happen, no sir. I
loved Rebecca, she loved me, not in a weird creepy way, just more in the way that friends do. She really wanted to help and to figure out a way to
reverse it and to cure me, but somehow she knew it wasn't going to be easy.

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Our hero has now turned into the Hessian. Has the spell fully affected him completely? Will he

come to his senses? Or will be Michayala's ruthless cold-blooded killer?