'Alright...do it...Earth told me all about it. Kill me...listen to me suffer...agonize...you don't care about me, remember. And according to you, I've forgetten about you. Just don't forget my goodbye kiss...'

'Adrian...' Poison's voice cracked with pain, years of it.

'Out of threats...or are you just saying goodbye?'

He was a little too angry with that statement.

'Do you want me to die? Would it make you happy if I died and you didn't? If someone were able to replace me in time to save you?'

'You don't have any sisters I know of.'

He didn't answer her question. He sounded cold and cynical.

A whimper went through his head.

'You're whining now...whining...really? Whining is weak...tell me what you want from me?'

Now he was harsh and brutal.

A sob went through this time then the connection was broken.

Women...he had no time for them anymore.

No...what was he saying. He sounded like his father. Just like his father. What this world doing to him. Why was he like this.

He was like this because he had to be. The world was harsh and cruel...and the good always died young.

That was a lie...it had to be a lie.

No it wasn't...his mother had died...all those innocent people had died, yet his father still lived.

Poison called out to Lord Fire, needing to talk to him. She didn't care what he had to do, but she needed him NOW.

'Bah! What do you want!' he said to her harshly. 'I have enough of unwanted visitors!' His voice was much like Adrians.

'I'm in PAIN! Help me, you're supposed to be able to help ME!'

'Hah...I've helped you enough. He's my son...what do you want me to do. He's going to grow up to be just like me...'

'Does that mean I'm gonna be like my dad?'

'Luckily...no...it means your going to be like your mother...whether you like it or not. The prize usually goes out to the most influential person in your life, and no matter how hard you fight it...your mother was the most influentual person to you. Now enough of this idle chatter...what was it you wnated...I'm very busy...'