Draft Version

Corpses, Darkness, Trees, and Blood.

A single hand, reaching out. Coaxing me forward. It wants me, he wants me. Come to the shadows, fall into the dark abyss, and be free, little demon.

I reach forward, then pull back. No. I am wrong. I am a demon, against my will. I was I too know that I was what I have become?

I scuttled back, and hissed, and the man sighed. He took a step forward, and I lunged forward, clawing.

I never hit him though, as he stepped to the side, and I landed in a mass of rotting corpses. Corpses of friends, and family, and others, each with leaves growing from them. Cruel I was, and I killed them all, sick of the things I had been living with.

But I hadn't really needed to go that far, to massacre them all. I was a demon, I demon from the underworld. A feral thing, like they had said.

The man is speaking. He is asking me to join him. I hiss, and scowl, and he frowns, walking over to me. My eyes widen, and I roll backwards, but he grabs me anyway.

"No one will accept a beast like you, unless you lie, you filthy coward."

I whimper, before I claw at him once more, though the demon is back inside me, and I am nothing more than a child again. He throws me to the side, with a pained sigh, and walks off, whispering something about the offer always being open to me.

I cry out angrily

"You fool, you utter fool," I whispered, before I shakily collapsed....

What have I done now?