The Darkness Speaks

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I wake up suddenly. Incredible pain rings through my head. Warm fresh blood trickles down my face. I open my eyes and see the same guy thats been harrassing me all week. He's looking down at me with his head tilted and a stupid smile on his face. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you? I'll make sure you have a chance to cry before i knock you out next time."
I look down and see the dry blood on his knuckles. Everybody, including my friends, all standbehind him watching... laughing.

Immediately i feel ashamed and emberrassed. I feel a single tear well up in my eye. I lean to one side in order to get up, but he turns and punches me full force in my chest. My head goes back, my back smacks against the wall and i can hear the sound of my ribs breaking... right over my heart. The pain is unbearable, the blood begins to rush in my ears and pain washes over me like a wave. Everyone points and laughs and gasps as my tormentor mocks me. I feel my world slipping away. As my eye sight gose dark , I here the voice hidden in my consciousness speak to me, but it sounded different, more rash and aggressive than i remember.

"You're just gonna let him get away with this? Stop him! You have the power to change this! Make him PAY! Make him BOW TO YOU!"

Thats something i haven't thought of before... being at the top. Can i do that? Can i really change my circumstances and be at the top? Having respect? The voice replies to my thoughts immediately. "They deserve to be perish for there deeds. Make yourself there leader! Make them respect you! You can lead them to be different."

I-i can change this... I... I want to change this... I have to, i have to...
i feel the pain and throbbing over my body retreat and my muscles pull tight. "I WILL CHANGE THIS!!!" i scream out in my mind.
I feel myself coming back to reality.

My eyes shoot open, immediately focused. I no longer feel pain, my body fills with rage and fury.
I see my tormentor walking away along with the retreating crowd of onlookers. My voice comes out slow and rough "Where are you going? Was i not enough to please you?"
He whips around, his smile quickly changing into a snarl. "Seems like this kid didn't get enough." He begins walking toward me with a slow, delibrate, menacing pace. I pull myelf to my feet. The blood stopped flowing' but was still wet on my face. I look him straight in the eyes and i seethe in an unnatural fury.
He walks toward me and gets right in my face, the tip of his nose barely touching mine. He speaks in a quiet tone. "If you don't back down, i'll make an example out of you."

I reply softly, but as serious as a heart attack. "No... You step down, or i'll break every bone in your body."

"BACK. DOWN." he sneers.

I stare deep into his eyes, down into his soul. "You're too weak to for me."

This pushes him over the edge. He roars and rears back, putting every last ounce of strength into his swing. I watch him, every movement, every miniscule detail presents its self in my mind. His fist sails toward my face with incredible speed. My left hand flies up and grabs him at the wrist, his whole body recoils from the force being immediately stopped. I throw my other fist upward as hard as i can, catching him underneath his shoulder.
A clearly audible crack rings out as he screams out in intense pain. I release his arm and it falls to his side, limp and torn from its socket. He clutches at his arm as I throw both my fists upward, sending them sailing directly into his chin. His head throws back as he stumbles backward.
I feel the rage pushing me on, adding strength to my blows. I lean back and kick as hard as I can into his chest, breaking the ribs in an identicle fashion to mine. His body flies to the ground. My muscles all pull tight and my breathing quickens, blood rushes through my body. I feel power welling up inside of me. Fury overtakes my thoughts and i lose control. I fling myself on his crippled body and throw punch after punch, connecting with his face and chest. I roar at the top of my lungs while i regain control.
I immediately stop and look up. Everyone was watching me. He looks up at me and croaks as he speaks. "I'm done! I swear! Please Let me go!" I get off as he scrambles to his feet and half run, half limps his way down the hallway. My injuries catch up with me as i calm down. My world goes to black and i fall to the floor.

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