-Marina Aruetar "Determination, rage, and a pure sense of power that most are wary of approaching. It is as if you are peering into the very face of your undoing, however protection weaves thinly into the mass. Critical, hard, and at times unbearing. But his gaze alone is enough to crush my chest, commanding to others around him. A spark lights his eyes everytime he and I work, a particular kind of joy fills the aura. Although it may sound foolish, I was told that the eyes are a window into any soul. As told by my adoptive mother, taking that into account I saw nothing good in this man. I saw a deity that could very well be my undoing, however after commanding my way towards the top, I saw something much more. I found that further towards the core, this man saw a future for humanity, soon I found that gaze become softer. And soon I found myself falling into that pit of hell, and I didn't resist."  

           Dakura yawned as he watched Bonnie sitting on the floor playing with her toys, it was strange being at home with only mom, it felt rare that dad was out of the house at all. Then again he supposed it would be nice to see his little sister happy to see their father home.             Though as he heard the door unlock and soon open he caught glance of his father.            “Hey, dad. Long time no see, glad your home. I’m very surprised you were able to make it without having police sirens follow.” He mused, happy to see his father home. 

dickwithagodcomplex

    It had been days since she last slept, slowly she laid her head on her desk, her keyboard falling quiet as her eyes drifted closed. Any sound she could hear was Albert’s fingers clicking the keys on his keyboard.        The world around her growing distant as she drifted off to sleep. Finally after days she had finally run out of energy.         She didn’t know how long she had been asleep, but a dream had begun to thread itself throughout her mind.                   “How could you have gone right back to this?! I thought you changed! I trusted you!” The familiar voice screamed at her. She backed up as the familiar figure walked closer to her, invading her personal space. The outrage in his voice, the teary voice, and agony was all she could hear from him.          Two guards flowed into the room attempting to seize the man. The ordeal becoming intense as punches were thrown.          “You must leave the premises!” The guards ordered though with little success.           As things got heated the male kicked one of the guards off harshly, though with poor aim the guard fell straight into Marina. Her hands gripped onto the desk she had been working at, a syringe she had been working on stabbed into her wrist, her fingers unable to grip the counters edge her hand fell back allowing the syringe to rip her flesh up her arm as well as inject her with the substance she had been working on.          Unable to move her arm she screamed in pain as it began to spread throughout her body.           Perhaps the familiar figure had tried to help, but the intense pain was too much to bear. She could feel it carving through her body          Forcefully waking up from her slumber she appeared panicked as she looked around the area. She was still placed at her desk, her muscles pulsated in agony before she turned her attention to Albert momentarily. Her breathing ragged as she tried to compose herself, with little success she placed her head between her hands, her entire body beginning to shiver. dickwithagodcomplex

dickwithagodcomplex

“...Albert.”