So another day begins, another day where I see my childhood friend’s face on the tv. She is quite beautiful, funny, charismatic, and all around a good person, but that doesn’t stop me from being filled with rage when I see her smile and receive a new award after defeating her nemesis. Even though he got away, she is getting rewarded.“Why…. Why…. WHY!” My hand slams into the table I am sitting at, cracking it. Why. I tried so hard, tried so hard to destroy this city, the city she picked over me. We were close, both aspiring heroes, but one day she got a chance to get up in the world, and took it. She started to gain fame, fortune, and admirers and  fans. All the while leaving her closest friend behind. As she got bigger, her manager, that vile person, told her to stop hanging around me, to focus her attention to the upper echelons of the hero society. She did. And broke my heart. I was working up the courage to talk to her, to get my feelings out to her. But I never did. I still love her. So I decided one day, that if I destroy this city, destroy the people's trust in her and her reputation, then maybe we could go back, back to what was before.

So I stopped being a hero, and turned to the dark. I trained. Harder than ever before. My rage and sorrow enhanced my powers which now let me become one with shadows, to mold them and let them take physical form, the darkness now filling the void in my heart. I then started my road to becoming the biggest villain in the city, to become on par with her. It took a while, with many ups and downs, times when I thought nothing more than to quit, but my rage and sorrow kept me going, pushing me to the end. I became the leader of the villains in the city, and became the arch nemesis of my friend. Our last battle ended in a stalemate, with me destroying a good part of the city and injuring her decently, and with her saving almost everyone, while injuring me to quite some degree. Her powers are, ironically, the complete opposite of mine, letting her control and use Light.

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Now I sit here, looking back, wondering if we can ever be together again. Maybe I should do something different next time. Maybe invite her to a far away place and reveal my identity. To maybe grow closer to her once again……. Do you think she hates me…. She probably does to be honest….Can we once again become friends, maybe become closer, lovers maybe. Maybe one day. All I can do is try to talk to her…. But no, I can't think like that now. I need to focus on my next big plan

Where did it all go wrong?