I'm not normal. I have been human once…but now… I don't know what I am anymore…
It all started when I was five years old. I was just playing with the other kids, hide and seek. I was hiding behind some bushes; laughing to myself they would never find me. After some time, I began to have this weird feeling; "Is someone watching me? …was the air really this hot?" I was just thinking that, when a lightningflash struck me right in the chest. I collapsed on the ground, unable to move or speak. I was freaking out, the whole time I was on the ground ,thousand voices whispered to me; "Chosen one, chosen one, you are the chosen one", like they were praying for something. Then, just as fast as it came, it disappeared and the voices were gone.
What was that?
My friends had gathered around me while I was in my own little world. I walked towards them, thinking "Man, they found me too fast, damn", but instead of screaming loser while laughing and making me do "the punishment", they backed away. They stared on me like I were someone else. Before I could say a word, they ran screaming like little girls back to the village. I was about to run after them, thinking what the hell, when I noticed my reflection in the river beside me…
What the…what is this? What the hell happened?
It wasn't a five years, snotdripping brat that was staring in the water. What I saw was a 17 years old boy. My hair was silver… except for some black stripes here and there, and had grown to reach my butt. Tribalshaped markings covered my skin; even a part of my face had been marked and circled the right eye. And my eyes were no longer babyblue… it was clearly soaked in blood. It took a while to believe it was me, and not an illusion. I was so confused… wondered if I had gone crazy or if this was just a nightmare. I walked in circles trying to calm down, not realizing that I already acted like a grownup. My feelings turned red, and as my anger rised, my fist hit the ground in pure frustration. The dust pierced my eyes, the noise of crushed stone rung in my ears. It looked like five elephants had rampaged on that single spot. The water was slowly seeping in the cracks since it had reached the small river..
What the? I didn't give that much strength...
I hear gasps behind me, and saw the warriors in my village. They had seen everything. Behind them I could see my friends crying while clinging to their papas. A tall, muscular man with a sword in the hand walked slowly towards me; "Akigan? Is that you?" I stared on him, and got tears in my eyes; "Dad…" He throwed away the sword and hugged me tight, and asked me what happened to me. I explained to him as clearly and fast as I could. They nodded, smiled and we all walked back again, like everything was gonna be okay. It was then…I noticed fathers hand was resting on the hilt of the sword he had picked up, and the others were tense, ready for anything, and glanced on me every fifth second. When we were back the rest of the village acted all the same. They shared their smile and hugs to me, like everything was normal. But in reality, they whispered, and backed away from me. That day, I became all alone, with no one to protect me… accept me for the one I was. That day, I became the monster the village couldn't help but keep…