01-28-2008, 07:37 PM
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No,he responded immediately,
because there's no one I'll ever love.It wasn't something he was able to do, and while in the coming months there would be inexorable realizations and changes in him, nothing would ever make his cruel, sadistic ways any better. Nothing but brute respect, which had to be earned. There were only a few ways one could do that; to take him down, assuming he admitted to it, or by being the malicious presence he needed. As of that moment, Hybrid was the sole holder of the latter position, and nobody else he had ever met was tough enough to get his acknowledgment in having defeated him.
It feels good,
he snarled right back, to hurt others.
It smelled good, too. Blood was one of those highs he sought almost frequently, breathing it in like noxious fumes and living off of the smell of it. That was what drove him crazy, and as soon as there was blood in the midst of something, all reason was gone from him. He was like a shark when blood was spilled; unstoppable and insatiably hungry for more.