The darkling got back up and approached Nick.<i>"Foolish boy. You know you can't kill me."</i>It laughed as it began eating the remains of the drunk. "I know. If I could, I would've done it long ago." He put his revolver away, and sat down for a moment.<i>"You know that's a lie. You wouldn't be able to have all of this power. The ability to do pretty much whatever you want."</i>"Yea, at the cost of my life. Every time I use those powers, I feel tired and weak, I nearly died when I over did it. Not to mention you talking. If you didn't talk, then this would be livable." He looked into the crowd, wondering if that girl got a decent client.<i>"Aww, you're hurting my feelings. If I didn't talk, then you'd be lonely. I know you were alone, for most of your life. If it wasn't for me, you'd still be by yourself, and you probably wouldn't meet that pretty girl you just met."</i>It made a good point to Nick. If he never had the Darkness, then he'd still be in that orphanage, alone. He was never very good at making friends. So although he hated it, the Darkness gave him someone to talk to.<br/><br/>Nick got back up and looked at the darkling. "Lets go." The darkling faded into the shadows and Nick left the alley. Before he kept going, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a wallet. He then pulled out a couple hundred dollar bills. He got most of his money from the pockets of those he killed, so he got a decent amount every now and then. He also worked odd jobs that paid pretty well.He approached the girl and held out the money. I'd like to make a donation. With a smirk, he put the money in between her breasts and walked away.