Holding Lifeless

Fire

tw// gore.

-flashback-

it was agonizing. The transformation was how i imagined eternal hell was like. All i could do was thrash and scream as my body completely rewired itself.

it felt like it had been happening for hours when in reality it had only taken three minutes. Every second became more and more gut wrenching and difficult to bare.
my eyes kept rolling into the back of my head.
I tried to cope by digging my nails into my hands, but the only thing i could actually feel was the tearing of my organs.

mom, dad.. why are you doing this to me??

the blood that felt like fire continued to scorch my insides up until the last moments of my turning.

only then would my being become consumed by the cold.

empty.

I was so empty and cold.

i was so, hungry..

when the torture had stopped and when the pain subsided, i came to.

I saw that my mother was holding me down by my arms and my father had been clinging onto an empty syringe.

"Zeke?.." my mother softly called out, her now shakey hands reaching down to my face.

Zeke? I was in so much pain that I couldn't even remember my own name.

"Mom.. " my mother and father happily sighed and cooed at me, "Kyla, it worked.." my dad sighed in relief, his stiff shoulders dropping as well as the syringe he had been holding.

I didn't care that they were relieved.
the only thing I had on my mind was this aching hunger I suddenly felt all over.

"say something, Zeke, darling.." my mother ran over to cup my face, her eyes welling up with tears of concern.
"Mom, I'm hungry.. "
as if I were possessed, I threw myself onto my knees, my mother and father being flung off of me in the process.

"Kyla!!" my father rushed over to her.
when i threw her off of me, she hit her head badly against the corner of the dresser beside her.

the blood poured from her cracked skull.
the smell of iron captivating me.
it was as if i were under some sort of spell.
i crawled over to her and without a second thought, i ripped my own mother to shreds with my hands and teeth, devouring her until all that was left were her hands.

my dads eyes locked onto me, "you're not my Zeke.. you're.. you're a monster!!"

those were his last words to me, the blood-lust piloted me after him with no hesitation.

he was, as well ripped to shreds, and eaten within seconds.