Gone Crazy, a gone fanfic

I was going crazy. I couldn't get a hold on who I really was anymore. What was the point of this? What was I fighting for? Why was I creating more problems instead of trying to help? Oh yea, because I'm a power hungry bastard.

But I'm still a kid.

Yea, I know. I've smashed people through walls and had sex already. Look at the other side though: I've been in love and I saved Diana's life. I gave food to a hungry kid and…

Okay. I really am messed up. I shouldn't have gone with the coyotes into the dessert, and I should have never come near the Giaphage. It's messing me up, making me lose control.

Darkness is threatening to take over the town I have recently captured. It's run rampage and the battle between moofs and norms is still running things aground.

Let me just bang my head against my desk. Please, just once. Of course, I would do it if it wouldn't cause injury. Even the smallest things can be life threatening now.

And Drake. The invincible, immortal, un-killable monster. I had let him live and look where that put me now. He was actually a liable threat now.

I sighed. I wonder what would happen to me if I ever got out of here. Would I be a terrorist or something? Or would I be so scarred and messed up they would throw me into a psychiatric hospital? Probably both.

Thing is. This place is making me different, making me lose grip on who I really am. And now that I've gotten this dump to myself, I'm bored. I need a bigger, better, badder challenge. This isn't enough, never will be. I need it ALL. Every single stinking fucking piece of land in this shitty hell hole needs to be mine. MINE.

I won't rest until it is. I need to be busy. I need to keep moving, keep moving. Planning for something larger and greater.

I don't care if I get hurt or if Diana dies. I want to see Sam ripped to shreds, whipped mercilessly. I want to see Astrid burn and all the norms thrown into a pit.