Dillon who had been mysteriously silent for the longest time was struggling in his mind
In his mind he was in the Tuxedo, but the shirt was maroon.
across from him a twisted version of himself sat.
This other entity was wearing an all black silk suit, Is eyes were yellow, its canines were too long, it's hair was black but still messy. It kept an insane grin on it's face, as if everything was a big funny joke, and it's voice was his own but harsher crueler but very persuasive.
"Now now, let's not be foolish any longer, there's no denying it, you belong with the evil ones.
"NO, Your Lying again, I'm not evil, I may have been before but I've changed."
"oh please, your the same person you've always been: selfish, greedy, arrogant,Violent and you love seeing the ones who hurt you suffer. That's why she hates you, that's why they all hate you, Its as clear as glass. the only reason you don't act on impulse all the time is your scared of consequences. I'm just trying to make us happy, you'll never have fear again, and you'll have everything we want."
"There's only a few things I truly want."
"Oh yes your little hope. I thought you quit believing in lame fairy tales, like finding love could ever give you redemption. Stop fighting it and just be honest with yourself."
"Go, begone, I revoke My Invitation."
"Come now, we both know I can't be banished away."
Dillon got up
"we'll talk later." heading for the door.
"Yes maybe then You'll listen. oh and one last thing."
Dillon turned to see the twisted Dillon point one of his fingers at Dillon's throat, the fingernail was long and had black dirt beneath it. Dillon felt a burning sensation around his neck as if someone was choking him with a hot iron.
He awoke with a yelp. in his pocket was a crest, it was a Golden H with black trim. if you looked carefully you could see a pattern of dark green snakes in the trim.
Dillon put it back in his pocket knowing that He would have a tough choice ahead.
"Yeah let's go no fear no Doubts all in BALL OUT."
but he did have fear and doubts, he was doubting himself and he was scared of what he might do.
In his mind he was in the Tuxedo, but the shirt was maroon.
across from him a twisted version of himself sat.
This other entity was wearing an all black silk suit, Is eyes were yellow, its canines were too long, it's hair was black but still messy. It kept an insane grin on it's face, as if everything was a big funny joke, and it's voice was his own but harsher crueler but very persuasive.
"Now now, let's not be foolish any longer, there's no denying it, you belong with the evil ones.
"NO, Your Lying again, I'm not evil, I may have been before but I've changed."
"oh please, your the same person you've always been: selfish, greedy, arrogant,Violent and you love seeing the ones who hurt you suffer. That's why she hates you, that's why they all hate you, Its as clear as glass. the only reason you don't act on impulse all the time is your scared of consequences. I'm just trying to make us happy, you'll never have fear again, and you'll have everything we want."
"There's only a few things I truly want."
"Oh yes your little hope. I thought you quit believing in lame fairy tales, like finding love could ever give you redemption. Stop fighting it and just be honest with yourself."
"Go, begone, I revoke My Invitation."
"Come now, we both know I can't be banished away."
Dillon got up
"we'll talk later." heading for the door.
"Yes maybe then You'll listen. oh and one last thing."
Dillon turned to see the twisted Dillon point one of his fingers at Dillon's throat, the fingernail was long and had black dirt beneath it. Dillon felt a burning sensation around his neck as if someone was choking him with a hot iron.
He awoke with a yelp. in his pocket was a crest, it was a Golden H with black trim. if you looked carefully you could see a pattern of dark green snakes in the trim.
Dillon put it back in his pocket knowing that He would have a tough choice ahead.
"Yeah let's go no fear no Doubts all in BALL OUT."
but he did have fear and doubts, he was doubting himself and he was scared of what he might do.
