Possession
Prolog
Two dark, powerful forces were lurking in the farthest corners of the universe. Who were they, you ask? Opposites, exactly alike yet different in all aspects. One was Passion, the other Apathy. One could be male, the other then would be female. One was Yin, and the other Yang.
One chuckled. What is it, O opposite? The other asked.
A rather possessive alien has found the object of his obsession. The irony in this is that it's his foe's sister...
Ah, I see, answered the first one. You say he is possessive. How so? Will the object of his desires be treated respectfully?
No, was the second one's answer, She will be treated like an unworthy item, however much she pleads. It sighed, a whispering sound. The poor child. If we had emotions, we would be feeling pity. But pity is such a pathetic emotion anyway... however, this girl will have a hard life...a very hard life... The Yang trailed off, as the Yin glided to another dimension. By how they were created, the Yang was required to follow, however unwilling it was to do so. As it left the dark corner, it just barely whispered something...We are sorry...Gaz...