FOOD FIGHT!

Stark walked up to Zoey completely ignoring the human boy. He watched Erik walk away. "Zoey." He said quietly. He looked at her. Who would she choose? Stark, Erik or Heath? They stood for a while just staring, Starks eyes accusing and hurt and Zoeys confused and ashamed. Well, he thought, maybe I shouldn't be so hard on her, maybe I should make the choice easier. He toyed with several ideas. One killing Heath with his 'gift'. Two, Breaking Erik with his hands watching him die. Slowly. Three walking away. Four do nothing let her deal with it, let her choose. Let her pick Erik or Heath over him, after all there was a darkness inside him that he beat down everyday. He looked at Zoey, "Zoey" he said again as he turned away. Zoeys hand reached out to touch his shoulder. He shrugged it off and walked away feeling oddly calm. He could feel Zoeys saddness but his sense of betrayal was too strong. And then he realised something, Zoey had kissed Erik backed. And as he turned a corner he felt his rage building.

Erik. Erik. Erik. Have I not taught you already what it means to mess with a red fledgling? Stark stood still and let loose the darkness he had been fighting. He felt the fury and the hunger. He felt the hate and the darkness fill him. This is what we fight he thought, this feeling, this high. And this Erik Night thought that he could threaten me? I will not fight him. Yet. "Erik" he whispered with his mind. He saw Eriks back stiffen. "Erik has no one taught you manners?" Using the red fledgling mind skill he tied Erik to his will. "Erik. I. Am. Stronger." An internal fight began. Stark slowly taking control of Erik. And Erik trying to scream out. "Ahh. I have you." Stark whispered silently across to Erik, Eriks eyes was the only thing that betrayed him, they bulged with outrage and fury. Stark chuckled. Everyone stared at him and Zoey struggled against Eriks grip. Stark whispered things into Eriks mind. "Hold Zoey tighter...hurt her...make her hate you...whisper in her ear..." Erik fought but in the end all in the room could hear him clearly say, "You are mine." Zoey looked up and said to Starks delight, "I am not yours." Zoey struggled against his hold and when she could not shake him she used the power the goddess gave her and knocked him across the room splintering the wall he landed on.
Zoey left the room and Stark smiled. "Erik..." he broke into his mind again, " we are alone my friend now feel what I feel." Stark flooded Eriks mind with his own. Showing him his pain and his hate, his hunger and the darkness he fought down everyday. And he showed him what it was like to die. Erik laid there in silence and in pain. Unable to move unless stark aloud it and he didn't. Not until Erik had felt every pain that Stark had ever felt, every single feeling of hate he had for Erik. And then as the torture closed to an end. Stark spoke into Eriks mind, "I do not hurt you because I cannot. I do not leave you unharmed because I am weak. I leave you alone because of Zoey, and when she no longer wants or needs you, I will destroy you." Stark satisfied he had inflicted enough pain began to withdraw but before Erik was completely free he heard Stark say, "Erik, my friend, fear me for I can sap your will to live. And I would do it gladly." Stark left the imprint of the darkness that ate at him in Eriks mind. A silent warning.

Zoey surpressed a shiver. She was leaning over the gleaming white sink in the en suite of her dorm room, splashing her face with water to relieve the sting of tears that had rolled down her face not long before. Erik, he had gone crazy, and not a little crazy, but full blown bald britney crazy. She was tired of putting up with all the bullpoopie he put her way. She had to talk to him, she walked out of the room not without missing the disgruntled mee-uf-ow form Nala, as she left her alone again, "I'll be back soon," Zoey said to the little ginger fuzzball that was her cat. She walked down to the abandonned room the dispute had been in, to find Erik sitting in the cornor, his knees under his chin and his arms wrapped wround his legs. "Erik, oh! Erik," Zoey cried as she went over to comfort him, no sooner had she touched when he grabbed her wrists once again, and made to kiss her. "Erik, let me go!" as she struggled against his grasp. He held her tightly, and again went to kiss her. He was scaring her now, his usually luscious blue eyes were tinged with red, the type of red she saw in Starks when he got mad. He was much stronger than she was, but she had the power of the elements on her side ans she decided to use it to her advantage 'Fire come to me' she thought, she felt the fimiliar feeling of the warm breeze surrounding her and she quickly though 'Make him let me go, make him hurt'. The fire quickly spread to her wrist to burn off Erik vise like grasp. He yelped in pain as heat burned through his fingers. She glared at him meaningfully. "You've got no right pulling me away from him and you've certainly got no right telling my that I am yours and to grab hold of me as and when you please!" she was breathing fast and the air caught in her chest painfully, her hands were balled into agressive fists as she spoke to him, "Listen up Erik, Heath and I are imprinted either deal with it or don't, that is the end of that discussion, and Stark is my warrior, he's gonna be spending alot of time with me, you are going to have to deal with that too" Zoey's voice was nothing more than a fierce whisper now. "You always bitch about how you have to put up with these 'other guys' well here's a slice of news for you, you don't have to put up with any other guy anymore," she paused, steadying her breathe for what she was about to say, "becuase as of this moment you and I are not together!" she said, voice raised and anger pulsing through her core. He went to interupt but she carried on "No! It's my turn to talk. We're done Erik. You're too possessive and even if I wasn't exhausted and feeling totally stressed out of my brain - two things you don't even seem to care about - I still wouldn't be up for tolerating your crap". He looked mad and as if she'd damaged his totally over inflated ego but she didn't care. He went to interupt again. "No Erik," she said, feeling spirit whirling around her like a protective tornadoe, "You need to leave here now, before I do something, that in like fifty years, I may feel sorry for". His handsome face had gone utterly white, but he still looked more pissed than sad. He got up and stormed off in an angry swagger and Zoey, just as angry, stormed off towards the dorms.Hell, whatta Jerk she though to herself as she turned to go up to her dorm room. She was gonna have to get some seriously good ice cream, some sleepless in seattle and some Twins and Stevie-Rae over. Soon.

ooc - Sorry for the length and sorry for the majour GodModding, I shall refrain from doing so in future times.

OOC=Okay ..erm..after those two epic comments ... I'm gonna wait until I have something totally amazing to reply so i'l reply in a few days

Btw= why are you all bullying me

Stark stepped out of the room next door. He watched Zoeys retreating figure. He smiled.He had heard everything. Zoey no longer wanted Erik. Infact she had harmed him. Stark had felt the sadness and dislike Zoey had felt for Erik. He had felt the angry of having 'drama' boy dictate to her. Stark examined the last few things that had just happened. He saw how he had hurt Erik and how in turn hurt his Zoey. But it had worked hadn't it? Erik was hurting and Zoey didn't have that jealous, possesive, dildo (< ) dogging her footsteps. He had hurt Erik deeply he had invaded his mind and tainted it with his own. He had basicaly violated Erik Night. So why did he feel so... good? He should feel bad. Does thhis mean that I have stopped picking Good over Evil? Before this thought could fully form. Stark felt something stir deep within him. He felt a deep hate fill him shouting the name Erik inside of him, he felt a glee of what Zoey had done. She had let Erik go. He could hurt Erik without hurting Zoey. Stark walked the genral direction that Erik had stormed of to. "Erik? Erik Night?" Stark thought broadcasting to Erik loudly. He bagan to think what to say to Erik. All he could think of as he rounded the last corner towards Erik he spoke aloud and with his mind " I apoligise to you..."

ooc - Dude, you called him a dildo!
Also, sorry babes, we love you really, its jsut Eriks a wee bit of a n00b in the book.

ooc - it had to be said.. Come on! It's awesome. "Mom he's a total dildo"
I've read tempted, and Erik total Dildo.

ooc - too true, too true also! Misfits tonight! ooo000OOoO!

ooc MISFITS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! so excited!

ooc - METOO!