dark was currently unconscious. he was currently,in his mind,reliving his very painful childhood. tortured by his foster father,erazor djinn,he was experiencing extreme pain. he recalled the last straw...sentencing him to public execution. his mother was killed in front of him... his friends were killed in front of him...and he remembered,crystal clear,the rage,hate,the irresistible desire to see erazor djinn,DEAD,RIPPED TO SHREDS! he began to change...into..his true dark side...void dark. he ripped free his bounds, and slaughtered erazor djinn.. he could hear a voice calling to him. dark...dark..DARK! WAKE UP! darks eyes snapped open. he sat up,and looked up. protodaxa was standing above him. that was a scary dream,dark. what have you been watching,recently? that was no dream. that was a flashback. hmm..you mean..yes,i did do that and have been tortured. no wonder you never want to talk about it! wait till the others hear about it! daxa!(protodaxa's nickname is daxa)yes? do not tell the other's about this. i have no wish to be bombarded with questions now. okay,okay. (under his breath) i will tell everyone. I HEARD THAT! okay,okay. dark took out a book. he sighed,started to close it,and then stopped. it won't matter if i go in,now. after all,i have told myself hundreds of times,erazor djinn is dead. he decided to take a chance. he would go in tonight. he would show them his house...and show them his girlfriend angle.