Short Stories and Poems

Useless killings

It felt like my heart was being ripped out of my chest. Their cold dark hands gripped him and ripped him out of my life. I ran after them but their cold dark hand beat me until I couldn't move. That is when she found me. She nursed my back to health. She taught me how to fight. How to not be useless. We practiced day and night. When I was finally ready she let me go and seek what they took from me. I didn't know if it was going to be there until I went there, and if I was looking for what was there, would he be the same? I fought my way inside to where I suspected him to be. I killed anyone in my path, not caring if they had a wife, children, parents, pets, anything. Everyone is something to somebody. That is what she thought me. When I got to him, he spoke my name like silk. He looked at the blood on my hands and the dagger in my hand. He asked me the one question I dreaded " what did they do to you?". I didn't respond as I unlocked the door and got him out of there. He told me I looked different. I explained to him that I was no longer useless. That I could now protect us from them. He then looked me right in my eyes and said, " you were never useless to me.".