11-25-2010, 04:59 PM
Jacob shuddered in fear at the feel of the first needle, begging her not to as he felt the injection. "P-please. You don't understand..." he whimpered. He then felt the next, and tears began to fall from his eyes. "I-...Alex...He's...He's not..." He felt the injection, and then heard the last question. His mind was going wild as he tried to fight the affects of the drugs, but failed.
He could feel it. The first drug, Bactine, gave him a strange feeling. A feeling he would soon crave like mad. And the second one...It was like how his father had ripped off his mother's clothing, exposing her to the world...
Father...Mother. Please save me!
"D-drink....Please, you don't understand. Alex....isn't my master," he cried.
He could feel it. The first drug, Bactine, gave him a strange feeling. A feeling he would soon crave like mad. And the second one...It was like how his father had ripped off his mother's clothing, exposing her to the world...
Father...Mother. Please save me!
"D-drink....Please, you don't understand. Alex....isn't my master," he cried.
There is no such thing as a being of pure evil or pure good. We are all created with an equal chance of good or of evil.