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[27 Mar 2006|01:05am] |
I use the shell's image to get this far, I did not have to be covered in the stench of humanity long to absorb it's tricks. They decieve to survive. They break great water's flow and harness the sun and tell it when to shine even in darkest night. In order to survive, I show a lie to a man inside a great metal monstrosity, great in this world is toy-like in compare to others. I tell him lies with her face, in her voice, so he will grant me passage. He is much easier to convince than the men surrounding my destination with thier small metal weaponry.
The men in this place are strange to me, they are not great, but they think themselves so. That is thier very final mistake.
I lay them out in bits and pieces, thier bodies left to fertilize the damp ground. Someone had done this to me, brought me here, saw fit that it would haunt my waking and resting hours till I should not have a moments peace. Someone has done this to me, and someone will pay for thier impudence. I heave one of the whimpering crawling worms off thier feet. He trembles apoun facing me, and well he should.
"where is your leader?! Take me to your king!"
I drop him and the pace at which he runs is vexatious, but I follow, crumbling one wall, and then another in my quest to assign blame for my condition. Finally I break through one last wall, on the other side of which are beings, three males and two females, all human. I stand in the rubble that was once thier safety and look at each in turn with the face that's not my own.
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[19 Aug 2005|01:05am] |
I've been reserving energy for days. This shell is weak, a frontal attack would be futile in the state in which they've kept me. I am hardly disheartened by this complication. Come the morning these halls will ooze blood and I will hear the humans shriek and mewl like vermin. I rise from the place in which I was resting, and throw two fists toward the wall to the left of me, the metal groaning and flexing outward under the force. An additional heavy blow and the entire wall succumbs, obliterating a human on the other side. I stand for a moment, watching as they all scatter, fleeing for thier weapons.
I move forward into the room, picking up a man in each fist, and shaking them till they rattled. Bags full of broken sharp bone that tear through thier flesh in places, the blood begins to run, and I drop them, moving on to the next, and then the next. A half breed charges on me and I throw my open palm into its chest, hurtling it backward and it splinters the wall behind it, the foundation crumbling and causing one side of the roof of the building to begin to collapse in on itself. I wonder if they will find that imprisoning me was worth the trouble now.
I walk through a room that is full of oversized metal appliances that the shell remembers as quite dangerous. The gunfire misses as I bend to avoid it, this species is so arrogant about thier apparently advanced weaponry. A bullet pierces the armor of one of the appliances and steam charges free from the opening made, and then a second. I begin to run as the smoke and fire blossoms out behind me like newly opening flowers. It is the most intense beauty I have seen in this world and it's force, which is greater than my own, sends me hurtling toward the pavement, where I lie for a moment before rising again, watching the flames dance amoung the rubble that is all that is left of the house of my enemies.
My thoughts become much clearer when the walls stop pressing in so close, and after a trail of corpses left behind, I remember Wesley's first words of guidance, "you have to learn to change. You mustn't kill." If he were here, he could tell me why I should not. It grieves me that he is not present to serve his purpose. I must heed his wisdom of this world blindly, until I have learned the human's ways to better conquer them and take back this world.
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[14 Aug 2005|01:45am] |
The warriors fell, one by one they toppled, the king, the white haired one, the human. Thier remains barely made a sound as they hit the cold hard earth, they barely displaced the rain that puddled below us. Insignificant as when they entered this most dissapointing world. I alone was left towering when the rain ceased, though I did not again see the sun rise.
Imprisoned, the wolf the ram and the hart sought to control, to harness my greatness, the simpering fools. Like mice scurrying around my feet while I bide my time inside four walls. It's humiliating, to be shut in like this, humans are fools that try to entrap the wind for thier own purposes, as if power so great can begin to be harnessed. Insolent fools. Thier ignorance is enraging, they would do well not to tempt my fury.
I am pacing in the darkness after a great while when I come to know it is time. Time to lay waste to the meat puppets who imprison me and go north, to where I don't yet know. What I am sure is that I will be certain when I arrive. And that I have no pity for the fools who dare to stand in my path.
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