My Mater

My master's heart is as black as his exterior. His tar colored blood is only matched by the color of his soul. Though his eyes are as white and shiny as a bleached and waxed skull from Shou Khan's castle. I have only been with him for a few weeks now, time seems to stand still in the Neatherrellm though. I can't help but feel as though we've met some where before, I can't seem to place it though. I know I've never seen him before at least not in this body he has now, but no matter what I can't shake the feeling of familiarity from my mind.

After the second week I had seen every part of my master's body but one, his face. His skin is hot flesh, at least not human flesh, no human flesh can be like his. His skeleton is not made up of bones, yet his human anytime is just that human. I have pledged undying allegiance to him and only him. He owns every part of me. I wonder now if I should be frightened of my devotion to him, if he willed me to kill my self I wonder if I will obey. I also wonder if I should be ashamed of how willingly I am to comply to his every whim, I don't though. Perhaps we are some twisted seance of soul mates drawn to each other like moths to a torch. We must have souls, after all we are here, and here is a place for souls and rotting corpses. We are not corpse of flesh so we must have souls. What we are and what we were in life doesn't really matter anymore. It's who we are now that does, and his is my master, and I am his, all his.


A.N.: This is another year ago fanfic, I actually had an authors note down at the end of this story from back then. Which reads: 'Well that didn't go as planed at all. I wonder if I'll end up even putting this up...' Which it ends up I did in fact type it up and if your reading this then I put it up now didn't I. *laughs* I really thought that it was longer...