• I was sitting in my room, thinking about the past but mainly the future. I had realized that there was nothing waiting for me. I was starting to envy all the sucessful people in life. Their intellect, wealth, courage. I then compared myself to the rest and started to become inraged, not for the fact that they were all better than me, but for the happieness they were unleashing.

    I couldn't take it anymore. From keeping myself from going out and killing every human in sight, I went out back to take my anger out on trees, walls, and other solid objects I could get to. My knuckles bleed, but I would not be satisfied without them being broke. I needed pain to get me out of this state of beserker, but it was not enough. I roamed the street, looking for a victim.

    While walking, I was hearing a distant voice calling to me. I couldn't quite make out what it said or even where it was coming from, but I was not worried about it at the time. I needed to take my anger out on the first person that struck my interest.

    I was passing through an allie when I saw two guys beating a women. "PERFECT" I screamed on the top of my lungs. They looked back, staring my down. I then charged at them and started my attack. The aftermath was as bad as it could get. The two victims eyes were as swollen as a siamese cat's. Usually, the pain and suffering of my victims would calm me down, but it just made me more angry knowing I didn't have what I was looking for, a good challenge.

    I bent down and lifted the head of one of the victims by his shirt. I used my other hand to clinch and squeeze his air pipe shut. I seen the shock and fear in his eyes.......and that made my anger worse. I couldn't stand it anymore. The only thing that could deminish my hate was to kill the man right in front of me. I was just about ready to end his life when my hand let go without my approval.

    "I just entered this body. I don't want to go to prison so soon" A voice said. I shot up, glancing around for a person. I thought I was hearing things when all of a sudden, my vision started to deplete. I couldn't speak or move, no matter how hard I struggled. "Whats going on"? I though to myself. "I could still see, but I can't move or feel anything". All I could do is watch as my body was helping my victims to their feet. "I wont kill you if you are to leave right now" the voice said in a stern voice. Without hesitation, they fled out of the allie way.

    "Sorry to step in like that, but it takes a year for me to exit out of a host" The voice said. I was confused. I was hearing this voice about 10 minutes ago, but now it was coming from my body. "Who's voice is this? It dosen't sound familiar" I though (For thats all I could do at the time). "I am an Alter. You could call me Azengar if you would like" He responded. At first I didn't think he was talking to me, but I realized that I was the only one that was not unconscious at the time (woman was knocked out).

    After that, I had re-gained control over my body. I was a little dizzy and had light nausea, but was stablized later on. I noticed that all my anger was gone, probably for the strain of fighting. I looked at the girl and lifted her up in my arms, taking her to the nearest hospital.