Chapter 2

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Everything that they had said two years ago is now coming to pass. The death of thousands is leading to millions. I watched my family die, my husband. My husband had just been grabbed by a fellow monster. I cried and screamed for it to give them back.  It just stared at me and smiled. I hate you...

It wouldn't seem to leave so I grabbed a kitchen knife and threw it toward the Giants eye with such precision it was unsettling. It wailed and fell back. I walked over the broken shards of glass that felt good. It felt like the rest of me, broken. I jump from the window hoping to die, or to give a futile attempt in demolishing a Giants life. As I did some force stopped me from hitting the ground, so I can't die. At first I thought I was a coincidence, but even then I wasn't fully sure.

I take the knife from out of the Giants watering eye and watch the steam come off.
I look and the small homes around us had been destroyed, but I could hear noting but the sound of the Titans cries and my heart refusing to stop beating. I rubbed the knife with my small hands, oh the joy. The giant gave a friendly smile as I looked at it. I drew an x into its eyes and it begin to thrash. This time I was sent back flying. Now I can hear more than just the giant. I hear ringing? My thoughts cloud and begin to slip into the infinite space we call a mind. I stand up shaking a bit but with a resolve. I walk up to the giant, the only one left, as the others already retreated into the deep side of the woods. My body numbed as I fall onto the ground, the gravity of the situation falling upon me. My mouth stained with the taste of poison, I begin to speak. "It's." I manage to croak out. "Only me."  I say as I look around. The damage was horrendous, absolutely astonishingly disastrous. But I couldn't help thinking of the past.

9 years ago

I floated naked inside of a tube filled with chemicals. They were making me a demon. Worse than the ones in my mind. Now even they fear me. The outstanding thing was my wings. They have gotten bigger, and heavier.

As I'm drugged I can't help but feel the need to call for my brother, Chester. As i begin to hum a melody heard as a child they send electric volts into the tube causing me to waste air. As I float I wonder if he will ever come save me...

I lay with a thin layer of paper laid over my body. Feeling like a corpse I smile inwardly. The scientists continue rambling on about how they failed at stopping The King. And how I was going to benefit humanity. As my thought start to slip into an endless tunnel of thoughts, a shadow loomed over me. The person stared directly into my eyes. "Bonnabel, you are going to assist humanity. You are a tool. Nothing more, nothing less. Used for the protection of others, a rag doll tossed aside you shall be. Nothing about you is special. You don't have feelings. You don't have a opinion. You just protect. That was the reason we worked on you. You shall watch over all humanity making sure it doesn't fall into direct chaos. Am I clear."

Even through I was dead inside this made it worse. The aching whole wishing to be yearned for lessened slowly. Than with a raging passion flared to life. The scientist moved.  "Make her pain tolerance higher. Now." She stated with a firm voice. I started to struggle against the chains and locks that held me in place. I screamed through the cloth that was forcefully put inside of my mouth. Oh the pain...

back to now

As I think of these memories I begin to make a vow. All of these merciless beasts, these Giants, these MONSTERS! Will have something to fear. "I. I will avenge my love, my darling dearest. My whole heart and world. These beast, theses Titans shall not stand in my way. Everyone that crosses my path for be cautious,"
I bend over and start to force my wings from my back. I can feel the small burning sensation of my bones moving and breaking to make room for my wings. "Gah!" I shout as blood covered wings came from my back. I begin to flap them slowly, to get the blood off. My eyes begin to turn a deadly shade of blue. "For without reason I will kill you. Slowly and painfully, so I get to hear your screams."

I spread my wings to their full span, 45 feet. I begin to fly away from the town that holds my heart, and into the woods that are the captors of my soul. Deep and dark.

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