by John Quinn Thu Dec 20, 2012 12:27 pm
"How do you keep it hidden so well? What you can do."
He looked into her eyes and smiled softly...
"Perhaps that is why I can see what others choose not to. I have been in that dark place, deep in the abyss, and come back from it, reclaiming my humanity. I fight every day to keep that darkness at bay. I keep it hidden by not hiding it. I use it. I treat it as a tool. I guide that power, that aggression...that dark lust, if you will....and direct it to what I need to do."
He took a breath and continued to explain...
"That darkness is a power like nothing else you will feel, but it is a dangerous one, for it tempts you with honeyed words and soft voice to give in a bit more...then a bit more...before long, it is in control and you are watching from the sidelines as the darkness takes charge. I let that happen in the pits, because I had no reason not to...but it came with a price. For a time, I was barely more than an animal. I fought, and killed...and relished the darkness like a lover....and it almost cost me everything, even my life..."
He chuckled again...but there was a dark taste to it...
"The most frightening part was how easy it was to give in...that little taste of power, then a little more...then give in to make it past an opponent...it was so simple....and so dangerous. That is why I left the games....too much temptation to give in again..."