The Wicked will show themselves

@Hecate


The darkness was easy to find if you knew where to look, a man like Dane Whiteman knew exactly where to look. Being the host of a spirit, who always craved destruction and vengeance, for people who had done terrible things, even as small as steal from people. The spirit had saved this man, but it had also broken his mind into, a maze. Marco, who was the original, had not been in control lately, and James that innocent kid, knew not how to handle it. If Marco and James could just let them, be they would be able to make the world better killing people like the Sinclair’s, and whoever else there had been a threat somehow.

That was Dane’s opinion at least, if they had just given him and the spirit control, they would make the world so much better a paradise on earth as the spirit had said. As Dane got to the bar, he had been gathering a few more information about his fight against Yuumie, so far, he had just messed with her business as soon as he was done with that person, there was a lot of people his spirit wanted him to Punish. But it had also accepted that the first one, who needed it the person who had killed him, and in that sense made this monster, who now, punished people for whatever they did wrong, even if it was something as small as stealing.

As the man moved trough the door to the bar, he sat his focus on moving up to bar, not paying attention to the people around, him the low life so to speak. He then sat down at the bar, as he then looked up to order, a drink. Since it was Dane in control the man spoke Spanish, letting the person know what they wanted to get to drink. “A simple drink of whisky, some information.” He pointed out, this was when the spirit could sense a familiar life force, one who should have died but had not died. But it was also changed somehow, different on a whole other scale. His eyes then turned to around as he saw the person. “You should have been dead.?” He said out loud, this time it was in simple English, but there was no doubt it was still the Spanish man in control Dane.

As the woman responded the spirit in his head talked to him, *I thought you had dealt with her, rip her heart out it whispered.*

As Dane only listen half to her threats, “You should thank me I stooped you from killing anyone, since you where around vampires and the likes.” He stated as he turned his attention to the drink again, “but maybe we should finish it outside, since it seems like it did not work.” He sneered back at her, before he emptied the half of his drink and turn his eyes to her.

*Do it Dane kill her rip her heart out* As he then study everything around them paying attention to the little details, it was simple enough for him to know, that he could attack her here, but right now he had been looking for information, s so he did not want to massacre everyone here, even if they where criminals he still need the information.

Marco could not help but chuckle at Hectate " i like to see you try woman, last time it was me that came out of top, but their is bigger fish in the sea now, than you, so i dont really care i will just enjoy my drink." He added before his eyes turned towards her in a min, before he turned around and look at his nice drink agian, taking another moutful of it and just enjoying the whisky.


For a little moment, it was pretty acuarate when, these things happend that, the voice was quiete or at least for a while before he started yelling agian to him *kill her rip her throat out, you can deal with her and then Yuumie after just do it* But for once Marco decided not to react on it.

As he was drinking the voice seemed to get louder and louder. *Kill her rip her throat out* Even if Dane was a monster, it looked like he was having his demons right now. It kept happening, for him even if he tried to hide, it was like he caught everything out. He could feel how his mind was starting to be breaking down, as another man came up to him. An asked him to leave, he sighed.

“can a man not get to drink his drink in peace, I’m not doing anything.” He stated as he turned his focus to the shapeshifter if you knew or had known Marco you could slowly start seeing the cracks now.

He had a broken mind that much was clear for people who knew him, in what could only be described as a weird thing. His eyes rolled back and was white for a second, before another man came out. James, as he sat there, he looked around, “wait where am i, what’s going on.” He asked as he looked around, clearly confused. His voice clearly did not belong Dane anymore, since it was more british than anything.