Chapter 4:Destruction Life had escaped the Bear, everything was leaving him, everyone. The Garden staff had moved his possesions into temporary storage, his now ex-girlfriend had paid him a visit, even the one man who the bear had thought would believe him, Instructor Dincht, had almost scoffed at his story. He was being ostracized from everything he ever held dear, he was being rent away from his family, the only ones who ever cared. It was Sorrow's fault. Sorrow who took his hand, Sorrow who stole his innocence and raped his life, it was Sorrow that filled his heart. "Sorrow. Why couldn't you like me? Why couldn't we be friends? why couldn't you just fucking like me!Why did you fucking hate me you fucking...were you jealous? What did I do wrong? I see your face when I sleep. Your bloody broken face. Behind my eyes lies your eyeless evil stare. Did I have to kill you? What is inside of me? Why can I not control myself? What will happen to me? I am too scared to close my eyes. I see no end to the problems that I face, no answers are out there for me. Why the fuck does life exist in shades of gray? I am guilty, but of what crime? Questions. No more questions. Somebody please be with me. somebody please be here for me. I killed a friend, no not a friend, an enemy. He hurt me, and is still hurting me." Emotions roiled in his belly and ate at his heart, things he never knew could be felt. the bear saw them all, and reflected them all. A beautiful depression, a darkened joy, constant pain with a sense of indignation. Hate, in a form so pure, it could be mistaken for love. Sitting up in his cell, the Bear felt again his rage come to him. His consciousness slowly slipped his body's grasp, and he lost all control. he tore at the metal walls. he lashed out and ripped the frame of his bed apart and smashed through the small window on the door. He slammed his head into the wall and felt the tranquil trickle of blood as it rolled down his battered face. He could feel the strenght to destroy the world shudder forth the the blows he landed on the walls, all around him there were dents forming. Blood let into his eyes and obscured his vision, pain became him. He loved it. Peace had betrayed him, he knew only war. It was his solution. and bloody mind harbours no guilt. Distantly he heard the guards coming. A smile crept across his lips as he turned to face the onslaught. He cracked a piece of metal out of his bedframe and snapped it to form a point. the footsteps were closer. Anger, power, he prayed, remain inside of me. The guards stormed through the door, already with spells cast and aimed and weapons drawn and ready. He felt himself slowing down, and gradually stopping, he also became aware of a vast fatigue rolling over him, calming him, enticing him to sleep. he let the feeling sink in a bit, and he smiled. At least they cared enough not to kill me. He slowly dropped to his knees, savouring the sleep as it washed over him. The guards looked at The sleeping Bear, not knowing what to do. The Leader barked out some orders and someone left for Dr. Kadowaki, and one to contact Squall. The others just stood at the ready. "Holy shit. That man is nuts. Nuts and fucking strong, I hate this job."