My mentors eyes do not meet mine.
I feel confused.
What did I do to receive this treatment?
The Lord of Light
will not speak with me.
Everyone sees a brat,
insane and angsty teen.
Or if it fits them,
I am their Savior,
looked up to, worshiped.
In one day they turn...
"Worthless creatures."
is whispered.
'What!' I whirl around, searching.
"Pitiful, weak.
They know nothing of you."
It is not out loud,
but I hear it...
'in me'.
"Who are you?" I ask of it.
"I am yourself.
But you have pushed me away
when you entered the lions den.
I am the side of you
that is ambitious, cunning.
A snake."
"But I never had such a side as you!"
I respond.
"You never were aware of me."
is whispered back
"I was locked away, by the Light
to keep control of you."
I pause...
his words ring true,
and I think back through my years.
Realization dawns,
manipulation, deceit, and betrayal.
He is no friend, this "mentor" of mine.
"He must pay. He hurt you.
You should plan revenge."
the voice is back,
now sounding stronger.
"You have accepted me.
Now we will start."
And with this promise
Light is turned to dark
and the Manipulator
loses his Weapon
and Blood is claimed
in Revenge.