Monster

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"PUNISH HER!" It was painful, hungfrom the wall by chains with thorns tearing into her skin; a holewhere her heart should have been. Dully she looked out over thecrowd, realizing there were many faces she had once known. Pastfriends, a lover or two, family; people she had once trusted. No,people she had destroyed.

"How does it feel?" The once shehad held close the longest, the one woman she had tried to help; whoshe had thought she was saving. "To know that no one will come foryou? That no one cares?" And she was right, there was no one left.How often had she lectured them that they burned bridges and cutlines, only to now be the one surrounded by monsters and demons ofher own creation without salvation. "You are alone!" The girllaughed gleefully, not long ago they had shared such laughter easily;as close friends. This thing she was now, this cruel monster was ofher doing. She'd created the beast that mocked her and showed herdemise like a show of great skill.

"PUNISH HER!" The crowd shoutedagain, chanting out their happy malice at there creator. Somethingached in her chest, a molten weight that took her breath away; hereyes burned and vision was blurry. What had she done wrong? How hadshe been so blind? Why couldn't she have fixed it like always?

"We never wanted to be fixed youstupid bitch, we wanted a person to trust and hold close!" Blanklyshe stared back at the girl before her, realizing her mistake. Shehad tried so hard to 'help' them become more, because she saw whatthey could become. In doing so she created fiends who were out forblood, people who hated and loathed her. She had murdered who theywere, not on purpose perhaps, but murdered none the less.

"PUNISH HER!" If only she hadrealized it sooner, if it hadn't taken all this suffering. What wasshe to do? They had every right to hate and scorn her, they couldkill her and no one would blame them for it; no court would find themguilty. Her chest tightened, tears pricking her eyes. She was alone.No one cared for the awkward girl who expressed herself wrong, whotried to please everyone by making them better. Had she really beentaking instead of giving? Had her words been so cruel that they hadbeen mistaken for hurt?

"Youalways saw what was wrong! You always told us to fix it! Yet younever wanted to improve yourself!" But she was worthless, somethingto be forgotten. She never improved because she thought that it was awaste of time to spend on someone who wouldn't be remembered. She wassupposed to have been forgotten, left to rot! Why had it turned outthis way?! She was only trying to help!

"PUNIISHHER!" She didn't even cry out when the pain of knives and whipsclouded her senses, what was physical pain? It meant nothing when youwere alone, it hurt less then being abandoned by those you'd caredfor. Cheering made her ears ring, blood was everywhere. She hadfailed them, all of them. This isn't what she wanted, it never wassupposed to turn out this way.

"Andisn't always about what you want? Selfish, lonely, little, Ezra~Always having problems, always wanting to FIX what wasn't broken."She had listened! She had spent endless nights with each of them!Talking and consoling and trying to help them! Why had they mistakenher intentions because she didn't know how to express herself?! Hadshe not been clear enough? What mistake had she over looked whenfinding ways to help? They themselves asked for help, for someone tolisten! So why had it turned out this way? WHY?!

"PUNISHTHE FOOL!" She had loved them each dearly, worried endlessly ifthey were well, spent long cold nights hoping for the universe to bekind to them. She hadn't meant for this! It was never supposed to bemistaken for putting down. She never thought poorly of any of them!Even when her wise old mother saw the signs of their unrest, she haddefended them bitterly!

"Defended?We didn't need it, we needed someone to hear us! To treat us well!"A care taker? Pain made her sag against the thorn riddled chains,cutting her up more. Was that not what she had been doing? Helpingher lover grow up to live independently! Her friend to take charge ofher life! Another friend to get his goals on track! And her! The oneshe would have gladly named sister! Not to blunder into a wallriddled with nails! To show her what she saw in others! That thosepeople she had trusted cared little for her! Why had this beenmistaken for poor intentions?! Her words cruel yes, but no less true!

"PUNISHTHE TRAITOR!" Had it all been a mistake? A disastrous waste oftime? Should she have been kinder, or softer, or more sensitive?Those things, she didn't know how to be that way! She was nevertaught to be anything more than efficient! They knew this! She hadshared this with them! So why?!

"Weare not toys to be fixed if you deem us broken Ezra!" Suddenly thepain stopped, and something cold settled over her. This feeling...sheknew this feeling. It had a name a long time ago, she had fought tonot return to this place; because she didn't like that person. Theperson who had kept her from this torment, this pain. But if thatperson was right, she could be anyone else. There was no other way,and there never had been. People lied, and blamed each other fortheir situations. Humans were chaotic beasts who cared little forothers, even if there was blood tying them together. She had wantedto prove herself wrong that there was good in the world, that shewasn't ALONE anymore. That she was better than a selfish little fool!But she was wrong. She wasalone, she wasselfish, she waspoison, and without a doubt she wasmonster.Cruel black eyes looked up at the once called 'sister' rage andsuffrage burning in the murky gaze; silencing the crowd and theirleader easily.

"Iam Alone." She snarled letting herself submerge into the sweetblissful darkness that lingered in her mind. When she came back toher senses many bodies littered the floor, blood mixed and deathclung to the air.

"IThurts!" The once called sister cried out. "Why do you always hurtus?!" Ezra stared down at the woman blankly, no longer the personshe was before.

"Becauseit is as you said..." She hissed gleefully snapping the pale neck."I am poison."

IAM A MONSTER.