Dark Sides(Discontinued, May Rewrite)

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They each reacted in their own way; Patton with fear and protectiveness, Roman with anger, and Logan with surprise and confusion.

"VIRGIL!" Roman shouted, rage pouring off him fueling me even more. "CEASE WHAT YOU'RE DOING OR ELSE!" He drew his sword. I almost felt sorry at his pitiful attempt to threaten me.

Just like before we locked eyes, his rage was replaced with terror, and he fell to his knees, the sword dropping from his hands. "Not so brave and charming now, huh Princey?" I mocked him.

"Virgil, I'm begging you, stop this at once!" He pleaded, tears streaming out of his eyes as he shielded his face from an invisible horror. Two down, two to go.

I turned to Logan, and put my hands in my hoodie pocket. "Anything to say?" I asked, a small part of me secretly hoping he would give some logical reason for me to stop doing this, but he didn't. He just looked like he gave up.

"I can't win against you, it's physically impossible." His voice was void of all hope. "I stand no chance; I just ask that you make it quick." There was no crying or screaming as I sent him into a living nightmare, just silent shock.

By the time I turned to Patton he was trembling, looking back on it, it hurt to see him scared, especially since he was the only one who showed that he cared about me. "N-now look, Virgil, son you- you don't have to do this. I don't know what's gotten into you, but you can stop, I'm sure I can convince the others to-,"

"Stop, just stop. I like you Patton, you're a funny guy, but you doing this is sad. Just make it easier on yourself and shut up." I told him, clenching my fists in my pockets, I HATED that he still saw the good in me. It made me rethink doing this.

"Fine, just please, son, know that I forgive you." That was the icing on the sadness cake. Just to ignore the guilt building up I sent into his hallucination. Like Thomas's I didn't make it anything scarier than what I knew he could handle, which was still pretty terrifying. Each hallucination was so terrifying that they all eventually passed out.  

  With them all incapacitated I was freely able to pull us into our mind space. I chose my room as it allowed me to freely use my power, plus I didn't care if I had a weird red symbol in the middle of my floor. I summoned up a red paint can and painted the symbol from memory, then I dragged the others, one at a time, to one of the four circles coming off of the thing. Finally, I stood in the middle, putting my negative energy into the symbol, and in turn, into the others.  

After a few seconds, they stood up, now out of the hallucinations. All of them, except for Logan seemed very confused. "Rise and shine, guys." I greeted them.

"Virgil, what are you doing?! Why can't we move from these spots?" Thomas asked, his hands pressed against an invisible barrier as he tried to gather answers from his surroundings.

"I can't believe it; you're actually going through with it!" Roman yelled, clenching his fists and gritting his teeth, "You're actually hateful and stupid enough to do a conversion!" The negative energy was getting to him already.

"Roman, calm down, or you'll just speed up the process." Logan told him, shooting me a disgusted look.

"What's- what's a conversion?" Thomas asked, fidgeting with his hands, a nervous habit. "It doesn't sound good."