That was your most failed plan ever Dan. People don't trust you, you know that. The boy whispered to himself. Both his fists still clenched and ready to hit someone straight in the face. It was rare for Damien to feel this much anger inside himself. Whatever would be said to him, or even clearly thought about him. Dan wouldn't give one care for anything of it, so why was he angry now? The world was a harsh place to be, the boy already established that in the few years he had lived. It was just... unfair. “Dammit!” Damien yelled out, not caring whether the three people a few metres behind him would hear it or not.
But, was it really about trust? He could agree with that the first time. You don't just trust someone who barges in on your conversation like that, normally. Still, would Dan really have been a bad person, he wouldn't have just stood there and greeted them. Quite the opposite actually. Killing them and robbing their valuables. But Damien wasn't that kind of person, why would he be? Your life won't get any easier from it.
“Erase them... erase them all.”
A dark, heavy voice spoke in Dan's mind. “Huh, wha-?”, “You have the power to erase those you don't like. Do it!” Damien gasped faintly, he isn't going crazy from all this madness, is he? “I don't...” Was all the boy said before he was interrupted once more. “Come on, you got that, one, power to erase that what you don't like. Use it.” Dan reached for his forehead with his left hand, rubbing the front of his head with irritation. Shaking his head, he was going crazy. This was just all of his frustration letting itself out, in a weird, heavy voice that wants to kill? Which was odd.
“Stop!”
And that was what Damien did. He stopped, without a second thought about why. Or who. And with the voice interrupting his thoughts, the voice stopped as well. Maybe it was all Dan's imagination after all. But he wouldn't have the time to confirm that, as there was no immediate response after the 'stop!' command. Damien continued on his way, almost immediately stopped by Rin who jumped beside him from a heap of rubble. All good and well that she tried her best to keep everyone befriended, but that wasn't how the world worked. Because, all good and well. Damien was sure that he wouldn't want to see those two again. Whether that would be under good or bad circumstances, he just wouldn't want to even sense their footsteps. Just, nothing.
He barely even listened to Rin's promise of her not leaving Dan. He was to angered, and any response would have some kind of irritated tone behind it, which wouldn't help him, nor the blue-haired girl. Though, it was one positive point that the small girl trusted Damien, or at least not judge him as not trustworthy. That Fuu person on the other hand, Dan had totally misjudged her. Still, enemy would be a big word for calling someone you hate and what to punch some sense into. And hate-object barely sounded like a person at all. He just... couldn't stand the girl, blind or whatever, Fuu had no right to judge people, when she obviously isn't able to do so correctly.
So, at a more, peaceful area. Dan made a turn for a still standing alleyway, dropping himself on a half-broken bench. “You didn't have to follow me. It seemed that they trusted you. Just. Not me.” he sighed deeply, reaching for the chain of tokens on his jeans. Constantly fiddling around with the small cube that was carved into an endless maze. Ironic, that he reached for that specific token. “You either take the correct, or the wrong path. Obviously, I seemed to have ran around in circles trying to find that correct path.” He dropped his chain, letting it hang onto his jeans once more. “But I just can't seem to find the light at the end of the tunnel.” Dan sighed, letting his head hang slightly forward in depression.
But, was it really about trust? He could agree with that the first time. You don't just trust someone who barges in on your conversation like that, normally. Still, would Dan really have been a bad person, he wouldn't have just stood there and greeted them. Quite the opposite actually. Killing them and robbing their valuables. But Damien wasn't that kind of person, why would he be? Your life won't get any easier from it.
“Erase them... erase them all.”
A dark, heavy voice spoke in Dan's mind. “Huh, wha-?”, “You have the power to erase those you don't like. Do it!” Damien gasped faintly, he isn't going crazy from all this madness, is he? “I don't...” Was all the boy said before he was interrupted once more. “Come on, you got that, one, power to erase that what you don't like. Use it.” Dan reached for his forehead with his left hand, rubbing the front of his head with irritation. Shaking his head, he was going crazy. This was just all of his frustration letting itself out, in a weird, heavy voice that wants to kill? Which was odd.
“Stop!”
And that was what Damien did. He stopped, without a second thought about why. Or who. And with the voice interrupting his thoughts, the voice stopped as well. Maybe it was all Dan's imagination after all. But he wouldn't have the time to confirm that, as there was no immediate response after the 'stop!' command. Damien continued on his way, almost immediately stopped by Rin who jumped beside him from a heap of rubble. All good and well that she tried her best to keep everyone befriended, but that wasn't how the world worked. Because, all good and well. Damien was sure that he wouldn't want to see those two again. Whether that would be under good or bad circumstances, he just wouldn't want to even sense their footsteps. Just, nothing.
He barely even listened to Rin's promise of her not leaving Dan. He was to angered, and any response would have some kind of irritated tone behind it, which wouldn't help him, nor the blue-haired girl. Though, it was one positive point that the small girl trusted Damien, or at least not judge him as not trustworthy. That Fuu person on the other hand, Dan had totally misjudged her. Still, enemy would be a big word for calling someone you hate and what to punch some sense into. And hate-object barely sounded like a person at all. He just... couldn't stand the girl, blind or whatever, Fuu had no right to judge people, when she obviously isn't able to do so correctly.
So, at a more, peaceful area. Dan made a turn for a still standing alleyway, dropping himself on a half-broken bench. “You didn't have to follow me. It seemed that they trusted you. Just. Not me.” he sighed deeply, reaching for the chain of tokens on his jeans. Constantly fiddling around with the small cube that was carved into an endless maze. Ironic, that he reached for that specific token. “You either take the correct, or the wrong path. Obviously, I seemed to have ran around in circles trying to find that correct path.” He dropped his chain, letting it hang onto his jeans once more. “But I just can't seem to find the light at the end of the tunnel.” Dan sighed, letting his head hang slightly forward in depression.