Malicious

(Chapter 2: Something Wicked

  
Chapter 2: Something Wicked

   I remember a boy playing in his yard. His mother kneeling over roses in their garden. "Mommy come play with me." The boy said with glee. His mother looked up and smiled "Not now Slade....why don't you ask daddy ok?". The boy ran into the house and upstairs. He was too small to reach the door handle to his father's office. "Daddy daddy come play." He exclaimed while knocking at the door repeatedly. But suddenly there was a loud scream. The boy looked around.....the house was burning. He ran outside and looked around at their yard. His mother had disappeared and her roses withering from the heat.

   "Mommy....daddy....big sissy.....somebody, anybody ". The boy pleaded and turned towards the house. There on the steps his family stood throats slit and hands bound. "Its OK Slade.....were safe now". His mothers risen corpse said. "My son, i believe in you....stay strong." Asserted his father. "It's okay lil bro, you don't need us anymore". His sister said softly. Before the boy could say anything the world around him went up and flames and only ash and darkness remained.

  It had been two years since that horrible night, A lot had changed. With no family left and no god parents i was placed into the foster care system. I moved from Jersey to Ft Lauderdale Florida. There i was handed over to my deadbeat uncle Leroy. His home met the basic requirements for being habitable so here i would stay. I had to go to a fairly run down high school. I knew nobody there, no friends, no study partners, nothing !!. Of all the things wrong with life the worst of all was my biggest secret....i have super power.

   It was 6:30 in the afternoon, God did i love the sunset. I lay with my hands behind my head staring up into the fading summer sky. The sun was shedding the last of it's light and edging on a silent night. I looked over next to me at my phone in the grass. 'Not a single text or call......what's the purpose of having it if there is no communication happening.'. I sighed in my head. I groaned a bit and sat up, i knew i needed to exercise my power. My only problem with that was the fact I'm scared of it. Dark thoughts kept racing through my head. 'What if i use it for evil......how dangerous am i really.....is this a blessing or a curse.'. All this damn stress it's killing me, but i got to get past this. "Well here goes nothing.....for the 27th time." I say to myself quietly.

    My practice area was in a abandoned parking lot. Nobody but the occasional homeless wanderers came here. By now the sun had sunken over the horizon and darkness covered the visible world. My body creaked like old floorboards as i sat up, i groaned a bit and rose to my feet. "God I hate doing this" i said to myself in a low tone. I scanned the room looking for my knife as if an owl searching for a mouse. The small slim blade lay on top a rusting car, in the moonlight i could see it shimmer.

   I snatched the knife up and reversed it in my hand so the blade faced me. "Ugh this is gonna hurt" I say, my stomach tightening up on me as if i was being constricted. I raise the blade and plunge it into my gut. "Gaaaahh......Jesus why" i sputtered wincing from the intense pain. I knew what happens next and it was much worse than being stabbed. My blood sprays from the wound a fountain of red, the crimson fluid splatters across the garage floor. The blood began to darken until it was blacker than the night sky. The blood leak stopped and instead of a out pour it became spiralling black tendrils. Every drop of spilled blood flowed back into my body and out the wound again....the tendrils grew exponentially. I looked down at my hands, the once navy blue veins beneath my skin were coal black. I turned to the car and gazed at my reflection in the windshield. I was no longer the young slender caramel child my parents knew, but a monster whose brilliant yellow eyes pierced the dark. My skin had darkened but not so much you missed the blackened veins.

   Howling with delight, i felt raw power coursing through me. My head wiped around to face the garages edge. "Why not? I'll be fine " i said to myself while letting out a short giggle. The muscles in my legs bulked up and got tense just before i bounded over the ledge and out the 3 story parking garage. I was airborne for a few seconds. Up there off the group i felt free....invincible, it's because in a way i was. Gravity quickly knocked me outta my trance and i went splat onto the sidewalk below. "Sheesh i wish i had wings" i groaned while peeling myself off the pavement. Since that night this body of mine had Changed, i couldn't die......I've tried a lot of times to kill myself. I've been hit by cars, shocked, shot by some very frightened gangsters, stabbed and now jumped off a 3 story structure. That day i was reborn not as a man but as something wicked.

   I have been dashing through back alleys and quite neighbourhoods for about 3 minutes. In this form i'm about 4x the speed of an average human. My feet and hands dug up parts of the street and side walk during my race back home. As i ran i noticed the wound in my stomach closed up, it looked as if nothing had ever cut me. I looked up just in time to avoid ramming a car, the driver blew his horn as he sped away. In his head he would've been questioning what he had just seen....was it a monster? Animal.....human?.

   Seeing as i was just passing the liquor store by my new home i began to take my human form. The black blood dissipated and my veins returned to their natural color. My yellow eyes faded back to dark brown and the world got darker. I no longer saw in the dark noir had crazy strength and speed i was just regular old me. The house was small and ordinary. The only thing that stood put was the gnome in the yard. I walked around to the back of my home and climb up a ladder i set up earlier, the window was cracked so i got in the room with ease. "Ahhhh, good to be back......I'm tired as hell." I said yawning. Plopping down on the bed and wiggling under the covers i began to drift into an unconscious state, after tonight i needed rest. I wasn't tired physically just mentally, i mean after all its hard being a monster.