Disclaimer: see my profile
A/n this is another odd POV.
Black and White
I took a good look at him and I feel what I haven't felt in in years. It's been so long since I've felt a real challenge. It's been so long since I watched the life drain away from someone's eyes. I planned it all. I made it so these two were stuck in here with me. I'm the one that brought all of us together so I could survive.
Then something wondrous happened. I looked into his eyes and saw myself. I saw what I could have become if I had his iron control and it enraged me till I realized something. I saw that he was like me. This man should have become just like me. I don't know what made us different, but I saw the black potential in his eyes. I thought it was the perfect match. We would collide and it would be glorious when I killed him and saved him from all the control over himself. God, how boring that must be for him. I wish I'd had time to show him how to let go of all that control.
Then the other one interrupted me by saying that he knew why I was like I was. I listened to him because I wanted to know. He distracted me long enough for the guards to come back. I knew then, by looking into the eyes of the younger one that he was the greater threat. I should've taken him out first. Too bad there won't be a next time.