Life in the Computer (Old Version)

Fighting

Chosen's POV

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Dark Lord and I were fighting once again. I can't even remember what started it, but so far it has been about who is worse. All the other sticks scattered when we started to raise our voices. I nearly stopped when I saw Second run away, crying.

"Do you feel guilty? Like, at all?" I yell at Dark in rage. Flames licked my hands as I prepare to defend myself. I could tell Dark Lord was doing the same with sparks around his hands.

"I don't have time to feel guilty! And neither do you!" Dark yelled at me just as loud.

"Well, maybe you should! You hurt so many people! You made the virabot! You kidnapped Red! At least I am making up for what I've done!" I screamed, tears streaming.

"I was corrupted! But at least I don't blame Alan for all my problems!"

"He hurt me!"

"And you have no one to blame but yourself!"

"What..." I whispered in disbelief. Did Dark Lord really blame me?

"You could have got to him; Second did. You got me to believe he was a monster, but he was a kid with no clue to what he was doing. You started the fight." Dark Lord darkly stated before stalking off. I stood there in disbelief for a good ten minutes before a hand started shaking me.

"Hey, you okay?" I heard Second ask. Brushing him off, I start to move to my castle. One glance at the screen, I can see Alan's worried glance. Before I could start crying, I rush off to my castle to my room and slam the door shut. Climbing into my bed, I hide under the covers as tears rush down my face.