Strange stories

klaus *the price for a life*

They all new that a price would be paid, but they didn't think of the consequences of what could happen if they tormented and ripped away her humanity, leaving the once most caring and rational abomination an informal animal roaming the world with out a leash to hold her back for doing the worst of worst, but that is the consequence that you have to pay for meddling with something you quite don't understand.

The witches and humans that gathered around cheering victoriously and cursing monstrous words being thrown around aiming at Maarika taunting the now rabid Hybrid as she was rung up with witch crafted chains stretched out on to the wooden pole that stood in the middle of the stage, snarling at them through the muzzle latched over her mouth a burning gleam of fury glimmered in her eye as she starred down the main witch her name was bitter to the tongue almost wanting Maarika to rip out her own tongue to get rid of the taste the lingered after her name was spoken.

But with turning the once beast in to it's natural form came with its perks, the beast with in her was now in control, taking dominance over the human form that carried the beast with in for over the thousand years it's been held captive, tugging at the chains as the body morphed, black inked veins bulging from underneath the skin tracing the runes that covered her body, her eyes a deadly blue exactly like then ones she's born with but a raging of wilderness clouded them, the pearl white teeth now sharper then razors, pulling at the chains, the way she pulled at them once more, it was. It's was like . . over stretching an elastic band to the point of snapping.

There she stood, muzzle ripped off and thrown on the old, well kept wooden stage surrounded by dead bloodied bodies and furious mournful humans yelling, screaming at her in fear and anger, revenge flooding their minds, the blood of the towns men and women dripped from her chin on to her blood stained clothing, the festive light shine that gave of a shadow like light appearance, making Maarika appear more terrifying then usual when her face is morphed, her darkened blue eyes surrounded by black veins rested in a monstrous glare while a small unsettling smiled danced upon her lips, her body felt in bliss feeling as if she was once again reborn, from all crimson metallic tasted liquid she drank from the towns men and woman that plotted against her, spinning around slowly she watched the towns people scream and curse her name.

"You wanted a monster!, THEN I'LL BE THAT MONSTER YOU'VE BEEN WANTING!." Maarika roared over the crowd silencing them, fear spread across there faces as they looked at her in shock, Maarika's face crinkled in to a menacing smile before going completely blank.

"You all are going to die tonight" her stare, oh her stare was dangerous it wasn't blank and deadly like a psychopaths, her glare held all emotions she's ever felt and that there was the danger of it all, the lights danced in the reflection of her glossy eyes as she sped around the crowd of people snapping heads, ripping out hearts and wrenching out backbones laughing maniacally, watching the people run in fear trying there damn hardest to escape their harsh reality that Maarika had put upon them, and what they have put among themselves and the rest of the world.