Dark Sides(Discontinued, May Rewrite)

Page Four

"Looks like you are unlucky contestant number one. Princey."

He stood up straight and puffed out his chest a bit in an effort to make himself more threatening. "I'm not going to agree to a single thing you say."

"That's what I expected, you'll probably be the hardest to convert. You are the strongest mentally and physically out of all of us after all." I told him, playing to his ego.

He crossed his arms and turned away from me. "I'm not falling for your compliments."

"Oh, so you're wising up now. Let's go with insults then." I began walking around him in a circle. "You're an egotistical ass on your own. Even though we all have the same face you insist YOU'RE the prettiest out of us all. Some of your ideas have nearly gotten Thomas killed and he WOULD have died if it hadn't been for me. Plus," I stopped behind him and whispered in his ear so no one else could hear. "You love me, you're in love with me, but you're afraid to say it, because rejection could dent your fragile ego." I read his mind to get that juicy tidbit of info. When I walked back in front of him I enjoyed the completely priceless look on his face.

"I... I... You're right." He slumped over as if he'd run out of energy, his hand covering his left eye.

"ROMAN! Don't do this, you have to fight it!" Thomas yelled, shaking out of fear and rage, my two favorite emotions at this point.

Roman looked up, and uncovered his left eye which was now the same blood red as mine. "I'm sorry friends, I've failed you..." He spoke in barely more than a whisper. With the blink of an eye his appearance changed, making him look like a twisted version of his former self. His outfit changed to being primarily black, with some silver embellishments without the red sash with a black choker that had a small, golden crown in the middle, and he gained the same under eye-shadow as me. He had a blank expression on his face, as if he was now a clean slate.

I smirked and watched as Thomas's left eye momentarily flashed red without him noticing, everything was going perfectly. "Now, Roman, how do you feel?" I asked him, putting my hands behind my back.

He turned to look at me, and returned the smirk I had. "I feel perfect in every way." He responded in a darkly confident tone.