Wake Up You Monster

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It is happening again; twenty one years, and it is still happening . I heard the gunshot, the explosion, the clanking of steel. Quick to my feet, I refused to think and followed the sound of malice, the sound of screaming. I saw her there; I could not let her die, I had to prevent her pain.

In my mind, there was the man that does not exist; Tolec Nal cracked his neck and laughed something that would pierce the ears and result in blood. He had a pact, a devil's deal. If I cracked my shell... if I let loose what was inside, I could do what needed to be done.

I looked at her. A man with a gun, several men with guns, beasts, demons, something from beyond... it was always an opponent with intent to kill. I signed the pact like I always do. I spilled my blood. The bleeding wound spread and unleashed what was inside; I am always unbound. Skilled beyond my measure, controlling the elements, a master of puppets, a transformation... one way or another... literal or metaphorical... I become a monster.

My spilled blood demanded more blood. I became rage, the juggernaut. I roared out; all that was left of the good man was in pain. I beat them into a pulp. I burned them alive. I tore out their lower jaw. I ripped out their heart. I ate them alive. I released the bolt of electricity that burned a hole straight through their core; they became as hollow as I was.

My eyes were not my own; there was a a filter of red, a layer of my own blood. Their blood covered everything else. I saw her there. She was afraid of me; everyone was. I dropped to my knees; I sat backward as the tears rolled down. I could not move. I had no words. All I could see was blood.

Tomorrow, it will happen again.
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EDIT: After a few comments, I decided to add a tidbit of information. I have three recurring dreams that I witness everytime that I sleep... and sometimes in daydream. The events of each change slightly... but the overall story and theme are always the same. I can only confirm that these dreams go back to when I was 8 years old. I don't remember well before that. This journal entry is one of those recurring dreams that I cannot get rid of.
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