Alice, Alice. Something inside me grasped the name. Was it my name? Someone else’s? I tried to look back, but all I could find was darkness and pain. Alice. It sounded like my name, it fit me. I looked down at the necklace again, it was spattered in blood. Oh god! What had I done? I looked at the two lifeless forms lying on the soggy ground. They were dead, no denying that, but why had I killed them? What am I? A monster? No matter how little I remembered I knew this was wrong. Unnatural. I looked at the bodies one last time before turning and fleeing into the open forest. I had to get away from there. What if people came looking for them and I killed again? A mixture if green and brown flew past me and I realised I was still clutching the necklace. Staring down at it I realised that it would be no use to the girl now and the name seemed to mean something to me. I unlatched the clasp and wove it around my neck. Even if I forgot who I was again at least I would have a name. Close to me was a fallen tree, its trunk hollow. Even though I had no need for a shelter, it seemed like a perfect place to hide myself, from the massacre I had caused, from causing another just like it. I ducked in trough a gap in the upturned roots, the few insects and animals taking shelter there scurried away from me, was I really that much of a demon ? I slid down the curve of the trunk and rested my head back, again trying to access my memories and again meet a solid wall. Why wouldn’t my mind grant me access to it? What was the point of being here if I couldn’t remember why or how? I placed my fingers on my temples, annoyed at myself, and push hard against my skull trying to force myself to remember. All I noticed was that the pressure exerted by my fingers should have pulverised any human’s bone.
Giving up on remembering yet again places together the pieces that I already knew. I was obliviously stronger than a human, more agile. I could move at ridiculous speed and my reflexes were absurdly fast. And I killed. I had sucked two immensely sweet lives straight out of innocent people’s veins. I was a demon. There was no other explanation. What else had to drink away peoples life just to quieten a pain in its throat? I was thing of nightmares. A villain in a fairytale... so why did I feel so guilty for it. Wasn’t the whole point of demons to act upon evil and feel no guilt for the devastation they had caused? I had all the pieces of the jigsaw but none of them fit. If I was a demon I would be guilt free, if I was human I would have not done the things to cause me such guilt. What was I? A strange demon human hybrid?
An immensely fierce, shudder inducing growl broke my thoughts. Tearing straight through the tree trunk as though it was mere paper, I crouched in the wet ground and scanned around me to find the source of such a noise, then with a humourless laugh, I realised where it had come from. Me. My frustration at myself. I was a creature what’s own sound was that hostile it scared even the thing it was coming from. I crawled back into my destroyed hiding place. With nothing else to occupy me I took a few deep breathes I tried to access my memories again, less frustrated at myself this time. I must have sat there for hours searching through the darkness of my memories when I realised, the blackness was not absence of memories but it was my memories. It wasn’t just darkness, there was pain. As I sat there revelling in my new found memories a sudden sharp pain shot through my skull right between my eyes. I was frozen in shock at the sensation when I was suddenly submerged into completely new surroundings.
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Sorry it was kinda short but sweet but i'm working on some new projects atm :D And i know i havent updated in a while, again i'm sorry but I had school and stuff, but I promise to be better now :D Hope you liked it :D As allways sorry for any spelling/grammar mistakes and THANKYOU sooo much for reading :D Comment/Fan/Vote ?? ^.^
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