Dark looked around and realized he was in a different place than before. He didn't remember losing conciousness again, but he also didn't remember being brought here...wherever "here" was. He felt an odd emptiness inside him.
"Daisuke?" he whispered.
"Niwa Daisuke is no longer in your possession," that same voice he had heard so often stated.
"What did you do with him, Krad?" Dark demanded.
"Oooh," Krad purred, "still so hostile!" Dark could hear him taking a few steps, but could not see him. He examined the situation and found that he was in a sitting position against a wall, but for some reason, he couldn't move. He wasn't bound and nothing should have been impeding him. After trying to twitch his fingers, without success, his thoughts began to wander:
What does Krad hope to accomplish by keeping me here? He had never before attempted to capture me, no, he always seemed intent on killing me. Why the change in tactics? Where am I? How did I get here? And what did he do with Daisuke?
"You shouldn't be directing your anger toward me, after all, I have freed you," Krad said, breaking his stream of thought.
"How did you get this power?" Dark asked, wondering how Krad had managed to force Daisuke to gain control and how he had separated them.
"I have my ways," Krad answered, which really didn't answer the question at all.
"Where is Daisuke!?" Dark demanded again, this time with more force and anger.
"Gone," Krad murmured in the voice that would send chills down the spines of those who heard it. Dark decided it would be useless to ask him again, he had no means to force the answer out of him. Instead, he turned his attention to escaping. Still, he could not move. "Don't even try," Krad warned, "the seals I have placed remove control of your limbs". This made sense, Dark could not move his arms or legs, but he could operate his neck and mouth. He growled impatiently, no matter how many questions he asked, none of them would get an answer. Krad was toying with him and it got on his nerves. He looked around, trying to spot his adversary.
"WHERE ARE YOU!?" Dark shouted, frustrated. He heard Krad laugh and come toward him. He soon emerged from the darkness around them. He had a calm, satisfied expression on his face. He was definately not in a hurry to do anything and had good reason too, his victim was completely helpless. Dark couldn't stand the suspense and his own lack of control. He felt like lashing out at the fallen angel who stood over him, mocking him. "Why don't you release me so we can have a fair fight?" Dark suggested.
Krad laughed again, "if I were to release you, you would only run away". Dark cursed, his enemy knew him too well. "Besides," Krad continued, "I don't want to fight you". This statement sent more questions into Dark's mind. He cursed again, he was tired of this, the demon was driving him crazy! The worst part, he was doing it on purpose!
His anger got the best of him and he shouted angrily, "LET ME GO! I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF!!"
Krad put on a false expression of sorrow, "oh, Dark, why do you hate me so?"
"Because you're selfish! You'll do anything to get what you want, even kill! And now, you're playing with my mind! Why wouldn't I hate you!?" Dark stopped suddenly. He was giving Krad exactly what he wanted!
"You despise me for being," Krad said calmly before he turned and walked away.