Rest

(From Blue's Perspective)

I fought back the shadows inside me. It was painful and frightening. Worse than the physical pain was the feeling of your mind being controlled. I could not imagine what Dem might have felt all those times. 

'Obey. Let go.'

"Never!" I yelled. The grips around my throat pressed harder. He would not kill me. He was only pressing me down. How could I use my power when my mind was being controlled? I would have to do as he said. 

But if I wanted to fight back, what would I do?

'Follow the voice of your heart,' another voice said. 

I knew this voice. It was the familiar voice that always guided me. 

'You know it is inside you. To fight a demon, you have to be a demon. It is in your veins. Go and get it. Grip it. Use it. Be it. Be the monster you are born.'

I was a monster, was I not? It was just hard to accept. But that was the thing that was holding me back.