Prologue
The room was filled with people who held hate in their eyes. Every person looked upon me with the disdain of an impure child. I knew it, and they didn't need to tell me. They all hated me, and they hated me for being born; just because of the words of a pure hearted person who is recognized so highly. I wish they would twist and turn in their seats like that, twist into an endlessness of despair that I'll create. I'll gladly watch them die by their own hands, forever sitting in regret for their actions.
A throat cleared as a man came to stand in front of me. The bile in my stomach was reacting hard and I wanted to cry out. I wanted to shout to the world what this person had done, what he was capable. I wanted so much to rip apart these bindings and tear him to his knees, but I couldn't. It would be what he wanted, and prove to the other's just what I am. I was nothing in the end.
"Now, you shall be purged from your impure life. You will go to live with our good lord, and one day will join back with the purity of human kindness. You no longer need to live this wretched life, and in order to truly repent for your sins, you shall die by the hands of God's chosen children, and die a painful death," this person didn't deserve a name, he was more focused on killing those who were weaker than him. Yet, there were things he still wanted and so he wouldn't kill them until they outlived their usefulness. He was the bane of human existence, using and disposing. Just like a consumer, but he consumed something more vile then what you would usually consume. I was consumed by this monster, and in the end will be disposed by him so that no one will know what he had truly done.
It was easy. I had no family, no friends, no home, and my life was hanging by a thread, but it all changed when I met him. He offered something, and in return I had to pay his price. It was no fair price either. It was a pleasurable price for him, but not for me. That was a fate worse than death, but in the end I was given food, a home, and my life became bearable again. Then it all changed again, I was no longer useful, I had outlived my purpose and he found something new. I was thrown away, and to make this existence even worse, he wanted to deliver a rough outing for me. His plans to kill so no one knows what he really was.
Shouts made my eyes focus on the audience. They were his friends and would believe every word he spoke. This was the norm in this rough, out of city town. People weren't going to believe a child, even if they lived here their whole life. That was another perk of being human. To follow a trend until a new one was built up.
Heh, how ironic. I am human, just as much as they are. Maybe that's why I was placed in this situation in the first place? Yet, knowing all of this, I don't want to die. No matter what happens, I still want to live, even if my life was nothing better than a stray animal.
"Now, to send you away devilish child," his eyes filled with lust of many kinds. So many kinds that I've had a taste of. I looked away from his glaring eyes. I couldn't look at them. There was danger in looking at them.
His hot, bated breath spoke so closely, "Let the devil be released," his eyes turned cold. I watched as the large blade glinted in the dim lights of the church.
I don't want to die.
"Make a contract with me," a voice came clear from the crowd and I turned to see something that had not been there before. I was surprised by the creature staring at me.
A…fox?
"Make a contract with me and you will live," it said again as it bounced through the crowd and etched its way closer to me. No one was noticing it, but I felt like this could be the ticket out of here. No matter what happened to me, or if I changed. I'd be able to reach out of here, and give these people the taste of their own medicine.
An aura emitted from the creature as it jumped in front of me. My thoughts frozen in place as I felt it's figure seep into my body. I felt a flicker of power surge through me.
"Now, child of the unholy. You will lose life here and one day shall be reborn as a saint filled being," he swung his weapon down.
I don't want to die. Oh please, let me live. Let me out of here and live!
I felt the power ignite inside me.
"Demon child, devil," they all started to chant, they no longer looked human. My eyes only saw their own greed, their own lust, their own sins. Nothing was real, but I knew it to be far from wrong. I was able to see what they each were. They were the devils, not me.
The bindings slowly disintegrated. My eyes flickering with my fiery anger.
I stood up and watched everyone's expressions change and twist. They were no longer the one's in power, and they understood that.
"Contract complete, now you can do whatever you want with your new found abilities," the same voice reverberated within me. I felt it's presence inside my own body.
Anything I want, I want revenge. I don't want to die by the hands of these people, and they deserve every bit of punishment I send their way. They have no rights, they aren't even human anymore. So, that's fine, isn't it. It's justice that they deserve. It's my hand that will teach them their lessons.
"Mr. Priest, who has committed the real sins here?" I asked as I held up my finger as if it were a gun. His expression had twisted from his hate filled eyes to something that was pure terror as a hole opened up in his forehead. It was as if I really shot a real gun at him. It gave me something thrilling within me, like I could do anything and no one could stop me. I felt invincible.
I turned to the crowding people. They were terrified and were scrambling to the door. I wasn't going to let them escape from my wrath.
I walked in front of them, some did escape, but I wasn't going to let all of them. They were just little rats, and it was a matter of time before I found them again.
I let a throaty laugh escape and preformed my own judgment on each and every one of them. My fingers felt thick with the same surge as the priest, and I let each shock hit the people around me. They fell to the floor, one by one until none remained.
"Who, has sinned," I smiled with a chaotic and dark smile. They would never escape my gleeful and revenge filled lust. No one would remain alive to tell the tale. I'd be their maker, here and now.
"Turn your soul the darkest color child, and let me feast upon a glorious meal, one day, you will give me this gracious feast once you're done with your new life," the fox seemed to be thrilled, just as much as his contractor.
"Die, die, die, die, everyone should just die," I squealed. Life would turn a deep crimson red, and I knew I wouldn't be able to turn back. I've gone so far, and an odd thing is, I don't want to turn back. I'll continue my rampage, onward to my new future.
I left the chapel from which I'd committed a great crime.
"Now, I've no way to turn back," I smiled and walked away, not a stain upon my fragile childish body, "I'll definitely rid this world of the ultimate sin. I will not rest," I felt a giggle rise from within me and exit my lips. It was a thrill and a fear, but not once did I notice what I'd actually done. I wouldn't allow my thoughts to go there, not yet.
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