Standing side my side with you is going to drive me nuts

Well, your already insane, so its not going to hurt you.

I’m not insane!

Your talking to yourself… your insane.

Shut up, its inside my head, there for I am not insane…

Shut up, just shut up.

Why did you bring me here?

Because your going insane out there, and I am stuck in here, watching you live this lie and try to hide what you really feel. You want to be out there right now kicking ass, blowing shit up, and giving out orders. You want to be the bad ass who doesn’t give a shit. Yet here you are, the pussy little “Hero” fucker who wants to save the day and be with the girl. You try to be the SFT’s “White Knight”. Dude give it up.

I am this way because I have to be, for me, for those I love and care for, for the federation it self. I am me, because that’s who I am. I am the White Knight of Wonderland, here to fight off the evils of the world. I am here, because I have to be, I am this way, because I must be.

This isn’t you at all Erik; do you even remember the old days? We were crazy, didn’t have a care in the world, did what we want when we want, we wanted something we took it. We wanted some one we took them. We wanted to kick some ones ass or cause trouble, we did. Not this bull shit.

Go to hell. Contest

Already there, being stuck in here watching the world go round through your eyes. Why don’t you just let go, take order, and go kick that little bitches ass?

Because I don’t want to, she was a friend once, her and me did see eye to eye at one time. And we will again, but she just needs to be woken up from this dream of hers. I want to believe that maybe one day, we can work together again.

Such a pussy, God just kick her ass for stabbing you in the back, and let’s call it even. Besides she thinks she will be helping you by kicking your ass.

I’m not like you.

You are me, and I am you dipshit.

Shut up….

Just let go, let it all out and set your self free, stop hiding behind some sort of ideal you have of becoming a great king or what ever quest your on. Stop trying to be some one who you are not and just be your crazy self.

This is who I am now, what you are, is in the past. You’re nothing more then an image reflecting the past that I created in my head. I am done with this.

We haven’t even begun yet my friend, you see, everyone sees it when they look at you; with out me you’re a weak fool. Who walks around and does nothing more then Gust did as Owner. You never start any trouble like an owner should; you play by the rules, why? Your Owner, you have no rules.

I play by them because there rules, I wouldn’t be a good owner if I broke my own rules now would I?

You’re such a fucking loser. I Hope Allisa beats you on Sunday.

You know what, she wont. Why is it you all think I have changed? Why? I am the same man that became Owner; I am just like I have always been. I am the same down right loser that joined this federation two fucking years ago. I am so sick of every one starting to tell me that I am shadow’s little puppet. I may be his heir, but I am nothing more. I am myself.

Are you?

Dean then opens his eyes, and he seems to be at a park, on a bench, by the looks of it, its early morning, the sun is just about to rise. “Have I been out here all night?”. Dean says to himself as he collects his thoughts. Over the past few days he feels as if something inside him is about to snap. For so long he has been calm, peaceful, somewhat smart and funny. But for the most part he hasn’t lashed out in anger or trash talk. He hasn’t done anything stupid.

But something inside of him wants to get out, to bring out the old Dean. But Dean won’t let that happen, he can’t become what he once was. Even though he believes he hasn’t changed.

The wind picks up as Dean drops his legs to the ground, Dean looks around and sees nothing, this bench seems to be in the middle of the park, surrounded by trees. Dean gathers himself and gets up and begins to walk to the north through the trees. He is a little lost, because he has never been to this side of the park before, he is also troubled by the fact that he doesn’t remember how he got out here.

He is lost, just like he is inside his head, lost and confused. Down the way he sees something, its low to the ground, as he gets closer we can tell its white. Dean then gets closer to it and it’s a white rabbit.

Where are you going?

To find my way back.

Back to where?

I don’t know.

So how are you going to find you way back, if you don’t know where your going?

I just will damn it.

Sounds like someone is having a problem.

I am just confused that’s all.

So I have noticed. Have tried thinking about you problem?

Thinking just makes it worse, and how can I think about the problem if I don’t know what it is?

Hmmm, you really do seem to be in a pickle there.

Why are you here?

To help you.

Some Job your doing.

Well, I am here more to be a guide then any thing, to help you try to overcome what ever is going on in your head, so that way you can enter the ring, and defeat your enemy.

But Allisa isn’t my enemy.

She sure seems like it to me.

She is a friend, who just wants to help me. All though I am not sure what with, sense I see nothing wrong with me.

Look my friend; she wants to destroy you, all though she says it’s to help you, she still wants to destroy you. You need to prepare yourself for this match.

I guess…

I guess you’re hopeless…

The white rabbit then hops along through the forest. After thinking Dean then follows the rabbit, farther and farther down the path. Dean is getting tired, and is losing it the farther he walks. His head is starting to hurt, pounding more and more as he keeps on walking. Soon Dean drops to his knees, and loses the air inside his lungs. The white rabbit then turns around.

Your feeling it now aren’t you?

What….the… hell?

I brought you here so that way you can wake up.

ARGGGGG!

Dean then wakes up in his bedroom, sweating like crazy, “was that all a dream?”

Fades away-