Re: On The Street
Damien tried to stand and fell, his ankle giving way beneath him. Still, he kept moving, towards the doors to the apartment building, because he had to get to Lian.
"My heart kept /you/ alive far longer than was probably necessariy, Mother. My /heart/ allowed me to drive my sword through Ra's and set you and Morgaine free from his tyranny.
(RAGE)
My heart led me to the only woman I will ever love a woman who will give me children who will carry on my work. Or fight against me. Whatever they will be, my HEART will not allow me to harm them any more than it allowed me to murder my sister, or even Henry and Nyssa." he says.
(LOVE)
(HOPE)
"But my heart is cold, too, mother. I had my wife's best friend murdered because I could. I sacrificed a seventeen year old boy at the alter of my genius to power a machine that killed fifteen million people...and I slept like a baby afterward.
And now, my heart isn't a weakness than I can afford. You're right. I have been accused of being willing to murder my own mother to save myself. Before tonight, I would have killed any man who dared make that statement. It takes a heartless bastard to murder his own mother, after all." Damien says, steadying his breathing.
And when he does, he draws all of his pain, his anger and his love into himself and /locks it down/.
And the Demon's Head vanishes from Talia's "sight" as he freezes his heart. Meanwhile, his hand has been dropping toward his waist and behind his back while he speaks.
He draws his Glock in one motion and empties the clip into his mother's face.
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