Cyr looked down at him, and shook his head. Ceasing his relentless electric onslaught, he took a deap breath. Gathering as many energies as he could, he delved into Dzi's mind, and found himself in a black space.
There were two of him now, a white - peacefull Dzi. And a black-clothed Dzi, fighting a maliscous version of themselves. Fighting against it for control in the pitch blackness. The Image was hazy, fuzzy even. It was odd, when he did this with other people's minds - mostly, it seemed calm. Though this boy's mind was hetic, out of balance.
And it had to be ended. Cyr began to walk towards the hate-filled Dzi. Outstretching his hand as small sparks began to flow around it.
"Need any help?" Cyr asked with a slightly cocky smirk, relived to make sence of what was going on. The chip... It proberly creates a seperate version of the pshyce that slowly takes over the mind...
Then it struck him.
To reverse the chip's affects, you must destroy or supress it's place in your phsyce.
Last edited by kain222; 07-21-2009 at 01:45 PM.
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