Jimmy's P.O.V -

Sitting up, I can feel dried blood and loose bandages across my forehead. What happened..?

Rubbing my head I notice I've been brought back home. Who did this to me... all I remember is maniacal laughter... Joey. 

I slip out of bed, feeling the old wood beneath me. What's this?

I reach over to my table and grab a crinkled envelope. It's stamp is blue, with an owl imprinted on it. Rivendell.

Ripping it open, a longish letter folds out of it. Do have to read all of this? I read the top - You've been invited by royalty  of Rivendell to attend to the stormed meeting. Please appear at around 8:00 pm.

Well. I scrunch the letter into a ball. Who cares about the rest. I know meetings in Rivendell are always mandatory, so it's either I go, or I disobey the laws of my own empire. Ugh.

I walk over to my sword, it's blade blunt and jagged. That's something I'll have to fix if I'm going to be in attendance. This is a chance to wipe him out. Take it. 

I shake my head. No, I will not hurt anyone. Especially Scott.

Why must your blade be ready then?

I freeze. What am I doing..?

You were readying his demise without even knowing it. Give up. This path will only lead to suffering. And even you know know that.

A tear falls down my cheek. I suppose there's no point in denial anymore. I'm being corrupted, I've been attacked, and I'm even having a conversation with myself. 

The old me is gone.