Author's notes: No this has nothing to do with that other song-fic. I actually had an idea to do something like this long before I read that. I really like the song Monster by Skillet, and I really really love Kratos from ToS, plus I thought the song fit well with what he no doubt thinks of himself. Thus this was born. And yes, this is my first song-fic.
Disclaimer: I own neither the characters or the song.
Monster:
The secret side of me, I never let you see; I keep it caged but I can't control it.
When he finally realized what happened, what he had done, something within him snapped.
So stay away from me, the beast is ugly; I feel the rage and I just can't hold it.
A sudden, unexplainable rage had taken hold of him. An animalistic desire to tear apart anything near took hold of him.
It's scratching on the walls, in the closet in the halls; it comes awake and I can't control it.
It felt like he wasn't aware of himself, or what he was doing anymore; like he wasn't the one in control anymore.
Hiding under the bed; in my body, in my head.
It was like one of the monsters his son claimed were hiding under the bed that had came to get him.
Why won't somebody come and save me from this?
There was no redemption for what they did. He would destroy them. Yes, destroy them all!
Make it end!
No end in sight; he only saw red. Bloodlust had taken hold and until it was sated there would be no stopping him.
I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin; I must confess that I feel like a monster.
A light and a flurry of feathers and two pale-blue wings materialized behind him. Made of mana, frozen into the form of 'angelic' wings, as cold and unforgiving as the man himself; the Angel of Death.
I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun; I must confess that I feel like a monster.
A sword, as sharp as steel yet burning seemingly from the same rage that had taken hold of his heart. It came down again and again, without mercy. Why show mercy to ones who would not show his family any?
I, I feel like a monster!
His normally russet eyes and gone crimson in anger, a ferocious scream tore its way from his throat.
I, I feel like a monster!
The desians had cowered back in fear of what they had unleashed. Not even their lord's wrath was as terrifying as the enraged Seraph.
My secret side I keep, hid under lock and key; I keep it caged but I just can't control it.
The crimson shade of his eyes returned to their usual red-brown, his anger spent. He looked over his accomplishment. Horror rose within him as he saw what had become of them. What he'd done to them.
Cause if I let him out he'll tear me up, break me down; why won't somebody come and save me from this?
Had… that truly been him? It looked as if they had been ravaged by monsters. Was… he a monster?
Make it end!
End notes: if this seemed a bit confusing let me clear it up. This takes place directly after Kratos killed Anna and Lloyd and Noishe fell down the cliff. As for Kvar who knows. He is probably down the cliff searching for Anna's ex-sphere calling, 'my precious' in a croaking voice. If you haven't noticed, I really really hate Kvar.
On another note, I purposefully ended it abruptly. I thought it made for an interesting effect. Please let me know what you think.
