The Darkest Heart

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"Pearl told me you have a dark heart. Good."

"How is that good?!? Am I evil?" I cried. I didn't want to be evil.

"Well, I guess there could be a way to purify your heart... Nah. Let's use this to our advantage."

"What about my brother?"

Sister Mist stared at me. "Well, what about him?"

"Will he have a dark heart?"

"That has nothing to do with you." She said, "Personally, I thought he would have the dark heart."

"Let's just start the lesson."

Mist nodded, "Reach inside your memory. Pull out your darkest memories and emotions."

I agreed. "There was a time... My dog... Her name was Zowie... She was a... Golden Retriever? Yes. She was taken from me... Grandfather took her! He's always hated her!!! She was my only friend!!!"

"Good... Now outstretch your hands. Form a cup. Now imagine that situation. Stop your grandfather."

"I hit him."

"Now imagine you have all the power in the world... Use it."

"I've killed him..."

"It's decided!" Mist congratulated me, "Your ready for the real test. I thought that this part would take a week. We're doing this for real."

As if on cue, a small girl was brought in. She had diamond blue eyes and a frightened look. A sort of contraption was strapped around her head.

"AGHHHHH!!!" she screamed.

"This girl has wronged the empire. She has killed many souls. She has a telepathic connection that makes others commit suicide." Mist explained, "Kill her."

If she's wronged so many people, then she should be punished.

"Hold the world in your hands." Mist said.

"She deserves it..." A voice that wasn't mine said through me.

A held out my hand and twisted it, focusing on her throat.

Her eyes flared up and made a gaging noise, but withing two seconds there was a crack and her atrocious noise stopped.

I smiled the most creepiest smile possible.

"Two weeks?" I asked.

"You've mastered it in a day." Mist said. Go ahead and talk to Time or Space. Just exit the room and say their name." She bowed, "My Queen."

I snapped my fingers, my dress changing to a dark red.

"That's better." I exclaimed, strutting out of the room.

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