True Self: Tsubasa

They say it's eat or be eaten. You'll always be alone in this world. Only some are able to overcome and truly soar above the rest~

Autumn blithe was difficult to bear, in particular for one silver haired individual. Wandering about a hollowed forest, trees having shed their warm colored leaves, he wished for nothing more to discard and be free of his own skin.

Stop lying to yourself~

Darkened echo's from his own twisted mind. He was becoming what he most despised, mirroring that of what Ryuuga once was. A monster.

"Leave me alone." Tsubasa muttered mirthlessly, almost laughing. Was he reduced to arguing with himself nowadays?

If there was ever a time to distance from those he loved, that would be now.

It hurt, no saddened him, that he had no answer to give to his friends. But when push came to shove, he could not be trusted.

For the first time of his entire life he wasn't in control. Precision was something he held in high regard, making every movement with care and purpose.

But that excuse of a battle with Kyouya really had himself wondering if he would end up as a liability to his team.

You'll only disappoint them, but I can make you win~

"Like I'd trust you!" Tsubasa yelled out, delusion and fear quite evident in his hazel eyes.

Maybe he wasn't quite as vivacious about it, but he had ambitions too. Seeing the world, surrounded by his friends, it was what he wanted more than anything to the very core of his soul.

What had he done to deserve this nightmare instead?

We are one in the same~

"Never!" Tsubasa, whimpered, tears streaming down his face as he fell to his knees, the world around him began to grow dark.

"Where am I?" He murmured, gazing around a blackened chasm, purple pigments of aura floating about.

Home~

His wicked half materialized before him, mostly similar in appearance other than it's snide glare and blank eyes.

"What are you?" Tsubasa questioned, trying to maintain some of his quick thinking as he analyzed the area for an exit.

It laughed, finding Tsubasa's efforts to be futile.

I am what you seek, what you most desire~

His other self took hold of his hand, an iron type grip. Tsubasa moaned, wrist throbbing, but it showed no motion to give any mercy.

Give in, I can end all of your suffering~

"No!" He cried out in agony, unsure of why he was feeling so much pain. It was breaking him down, exposing all of his true nature, and it came down to fear.

The fear of failure, letting down his friends, the unknown. Could it be better to sit idly by and let himself lose restraint?

Well?~

It wanted a response.

Head lowered one reply left Tsubasa's lips, " I-"

And that's it for now, I hoped you enjoyed. Even though Kyouya is next, their fates still rest in your hands. Who deserves a happy ending, and who will end in failure? Leave your votes in your review. Thanks to all who read. ~lily