How could this even begin to be explained? I made mistakes I tried my hardest. How could I let this happen? What's wrong with me? I should be dead, I should be killed, or at least I should've gone with them.
How did I ever let things spiral so far out of control. Maybe I should've just told them from the start. I messed up too much. It was all my fault and I didn't even know it. I was a pawn, I was munipulated. And despite all I knew I still let him him. But I never really meant it...
But that doesn't change what happened.
I let them down I let them all down. And I watched it go up in one spectacular explosion. Their lives went away, their skin turned to ashes and spread in the wind. They all burnt away.
I loved them, but I watched them go. I have nothing else, no home. I must leave here and never return the tears will be too much to handle. My life, my home, my family is gone.
Danny couldn't save the day. I guess he wasn't the best hero that ever came about. I truly beleived in him as did Sam and Tucker. But my power, his power, all balled into one destroyed him, his friends, and our parents.
Vlad took advantage of me. My one weak moment of my eighteen years of life and it made this. I didn't know I was capable of killing. I always believed I was weak I will never be the same. Because after all I am only mortal.
But worst of all, how could I feel so unremorseful for what I've done? Perhaps there is something within me that always wanted to be able to do something like this...Maybe I, Jazz Fenton, am much more bloodthirsty than ever predicted. Or maybe I just wanted to know what I was capable of.
Now I know.
I know...evil Jazz...does not compute. But I had a really strange dream and well this is the spawn.