All of these stories are original.
Serum (This is a prequel to my not-yet-written story I've put on the WoF forums, The Queen of the Undead, so possible spoilers, so don't read if you are planning to read that and you don't like spoilers!)
I was aware. That was wrong. I was aware. Of a need. For revenge. I wasn't supposed to be aware. I was meant to be in peace. But I needed revenge. I needed to think. I needed revenge. They tried to stop me. I needed to think.
This is thinking? Yes, this is thinking. I think I need revenge. I know I need revenge. I need revenge. Yes. Thinking. I am thinking. This is wrong. I am not supposed to think. They told me I couldn't think, couldn't get revenge. Couldn't think and couldn't get revenge. Couldn't think so couldn't get revenge. They said I could be in peace.
But someone disturbed me. I need to see. See. How do I see? Ask questions. Yes. Questions. I can think. Ask questions. But remember. How do I remember?
Ah. I remember now. Like thinking of the past. I remember how to see. I see. I see glass walls. I feel liquid. I am liquid. I see a girl. She is in red. Red dress. Red ribbons entrap her arms and legs. Red slippers. Like blood. I remember blood.
She is asleep. White-gloved hands pour me towards her mouth. I see one last glimpse of blond hair and clear blue eyes flying open. Then I am in. Exploring her mind. Blond and blue... Grey is a much better colour. And human minds. So interesting. So much to do.
I can't wait to start.
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