It had been another long day. It was one of those days where the sun never seems to go down. When the clocks stay on the same digits and night seems too far away.
Chase never really sleeps. He doesn't like the idea of being vulnerable for too long. Nor does he like the idea of your mind switching from one place in your head to the next. What if you woke up and you were a completely different person, in a new place where you didn't know where you were and there was no one to help? That's a scary thought.
Perhaps that is one of his problems. He thinks about things too much. He has spent whole days just thinking, trying to straighten things out and see things in a new perspective, and formulating plans no less. The following morning was no different. What had happened, he had never intended it to. Chase would never think like that about anyone he knew. But when you are depraved from something for so long and you suddenly realise it, it's the only thing you can think about. Take his sudden obsession for Blaise's body. Imagine going years without the touch of another human. Now imagine going decades without them to hold you, with out anyone to return your embrace. When you have that feeling again, it's hard to stop it from taking you over. It's hard to stop the blood race through you at the mere thought of them, with you.
By this point, you would think that he his trying to figure out a way to help win Blaise back because he is in love with her, yes? I know your mind. You forget who Chase Young is.
At the very point that he had felt the bracelet on Blaise's arm, all those filthy little thoughts seemed like mere dust on the much bigger floor that is Chase's mind. To rule the world, that is what he wants. Blaise was just a slight wind, blowing the dust off of certain nerves that break us, like our sex drives. And Chase's sex drive was at an all time COVERED in dust. Finding someone that was able to remove the feeling of complete control, that is why he could not stop thinking about her, even with one with such strong will power.
The Vermillion Bracelet was once a very powerful Shen Gong Wu. Though now that it is not active, its power is more or less gone. In it's prime, the Vermillion Bracelet was the most sought after of all the Shen Gong Wu. Its power is that of the ability to capture someone's very essence and encase it within a charm. It both killed and kidnapped at the same time. As a person's soul is taken, unwillingly from their still living bodies, it fuses with the user of the Shen Gong Wu as long as they are still holding it. Many souls have fallen prey to the bracelet, no one can escape and no one has ever succeeded in escaping. Even if you use the reversing mirror, the effects cannot be reversed. Though, when a soul is encased in a charm on the bracelet, when the charm is broken or smashed the soul is released: making the person whole again. However, once the soul releases, as long as the person who releases the soul is holding the bracelet they can control that captured person.
This soul stealing Shen Gong Wu is the one that Chase Young has been searching for for a millennia. Not for the abilities that it has, no. He wants it for the soul inside.
The only thing that Chase loves more than Blaise's body is control. He gets a sense of appeasement knowing that he has someone under his thumb, he could squash him or her at any moment, but he would rather watch him or her writhe. And to control everyone, well he would be at the height of his game, he could have anyone he wanted, including Blaise, and there is nothing she could do to stop him.
Just now, Chase is sitting outside, staring at the stars, in his head he's making a plan. Plans to lure Blaise into a false sense of security, to gain her trust once more and then strike at the moment when she is most vulnerable.
But what to do with Omi? On his first try, he had almost caught up with Blaise, the fastest person in the world. A mere child has nearly defeated a horrifically powerful warrior in a simple game. Chase, it took centuries to figure out how to beat her, and Omi had figured it out so quickly. What about when he gets better, stronger, faster? What then? Will Chase have to lag behind in his shadow? Then again, simple, flashy fighting easily appeases him. If Chase manipulated his childish trust…
He thought about it for a long time, bringing different people into his brilliant scheme. His head was a mine of ideas; almost fool proof plots of complete world control. He had managed to wrap everyone into his idea. All he needed was a small favour from Jack Spicer, he needed a new room in his home for Blaise, and Jack had the technology to do it.
Chase sighed. Jack Spicer, how he loathed that boy with every fibre of his body, but it had to be done, and Spicer would never say no to him.
You are wondering what happened to the lovesick Chase that we have known? You forget.
Chase is evil.
And that's the truth.