So Wrong

Chapter 1

I woke to the sound of ringing in my ears, as I open my eyes, complete darkness surrounds me. I could feel some sort of fabric on my face, completely blocking my view and smell. There was also something metal wrapped around my hands and feet, holding them still, with my hands beside my head. Tape seems to be on my mouth, rendering my mouth shut.

Footsteps dully echo from somewhere. Slowly, gradually, getting closer. I quickly dip my head, hair covering face, as I began to thrash. Chains rattling, as the footsteps were silenced by them. There apparently was a door to were I was held captive, because it creaked open, and the footsteps stopped in front of me. There was silence, for I have tired down, and I heard the person crouch in my face. I began to silently weep, my heart crying with me, but was silence as a harsh hit sent my head to the side.

A animalistic growl echoed, but quickly stopped. That was me, I was the one who growled. The person in front of me, chuckled. CHUCKLED! The blindfold fell off of my face, so I could see my captor. A blue mask, imprints on my mind, as black tar streamed from his eyes. My metallic eyes pierced into his sockets. I quickly dropped my gaze to the ground, no longer wanting to look at him, as he studied me, like I was a prize. Well, to some people I am, for I am not human. Ahh, but I shall not reveal what I am, who knows who is listening?

From my vision, he reached into his jacket and pulled something out. A kidney. Ew. I prefer the heart, juicy and plump, full of blood. When he raised his mask, it revealed a ashy gray face with a grin, as he took a large chunk out of the kidney. I began to rattle my chains once more, afraid to be here. The last time I was held captive, did not end well.

Spikes, electric shocks, anything.

It was literal torture that made me what I am.

I was dipped into acid, had two large cuts on my shoulder blades, had needles poke into my eyes, forced to eat humans, walk on glass, had injections into my bones, etc.

I was afraid.

Lonely.

But then, it changed, they died, by my hand. Their blood dripped form my mouth as I fed.

I became what others feared. What I feared.

A Monster.

As I regain my senses, I peer up to see the blue mask right in my face. I press myself away as much as I can, trying to get away. He tilted his head and completely lost it. Laughing like a psycho, he fell back. Something shiny fell from his pocket. A key. I jerk forward trying to reach it. But I didn't get far, as the chains loudly rattle, catching his attention. I don't pay attention, as I was still trying to get it, but was quickly stopped as a hand reached down to grab it.

"Now, now, we don't need this, you aren't going anywhere even if you tried." A low, rumble of a voice, came from under the mask, obviously his. He pulled out a needle, filled with a clear liquid. I fall back, trying to get away, tears streaming, whimpers escape from under the tape stuck to my face. He seemed to enjoy this, as he took his time getting to me. That just made it worse, I began screaming, and that made him angry. He jolted forward, and stuck the needle into my neck, while I thrashed, still chained to the wall.

"That should do it." He mumbles, almost like he was unsure if it was enough. I began to get very sluggish, and my vision failed me. I heard him walk away, just as he put the blindfold back on. I began to fade out, my body becoming dead weight. The door squeaked shut, as he exited. I had one last final thought before my mind shut completely down.

Why must it always be THEM?