The Roses Last Petal Has Fallen

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Dark Link's POV
I looked down at the bloody, broken body of the once living girl and felt... Absolutely nothing. I was, after all, just a copy. I was created by Gannon to do his bidding. Obviously, killing this girl was important to him.
But... If he is so powerful, why doesn't he go and kill whom he needs to himself? Why make me do it, and each time, feel the flash of pain that is my twisted and gnarled soul ripping apart again?
"He's using you." said Navo, my red fairy.
"Why would he do that?" I asked.
"You are nothing but his puppet! Don't listen to him! Why do you not heed my warnings?! Once you are of no further use to Gannon, he will dispose of you like he would an old burlap sack!" Navo hissed in my ear.
"He'd never do that. I am his most loyal-"
"You are nothing to him, nothing but a worthless copy!"
I closed my eyes and took a few moments to really think about what I felt. It felt as if there was fire in my chest and metal in my stomach. My eyes stung and I felt something warm and wet drip down from my eye. What was happening to me?!
My hands began to shake and I, involuntary, let out a heart wrenching howl of misery as I realized Navo was right.
I felt my fingernails get hard and sharp. I speared the wooden planks of the floor that were under my hand and crushed them into dust.
I opened my eyes and they were so bright, I could see the whole room in a red- tinted glow.
The fire in my chest began to spread throughout my whole body, depleting the cold, miserable emptiness and replacing it with hot, uncontrolled rage.
Revenge was going to be mine.
"I'm coming for you, Gannon." I snarled to myself. " I'm coming for you."

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