Burn it All
We thought we had destroyed them all. I thought we had destroyed them all. How could we not have? I guess it doesn't really do any good asking how or why anymore. They fell from the sky like gleaming demons, shooting, burning, murdering, and razing hell. We'd foiled their plan of universal conquest, and now it seems like they're back for one more round. What they really want now is to burn it all. And it's not like they aren't capable of doing just that. I think back to what it took to stop them the first time. All the long months spent tracking them in space, all of the hopeless battles that we somehow pulled through, all of the lives lost. The life that I lost. Now, with no clear objective but revenge, they would be almost unstoppable. But I'm not worried. As I watch them parade through the streets, massacring everyone who gets in their way, I'm not afraid, not mourning, not hysterical. See, they aren't taking anything from me that they haven't taken from me before. In fact, I realize that they've given me the one thing that I've been wanting, been crying for, for months: one more round. One more round so I can pour everything I've felt into one last stitch effort to hold myself together. What they don't understand is that as much as they tout their strength, they have no power over me. They think I'm a hero, and they have no reason not to. I spent my days patrolling this city, keeping it safe, before they came. I ran out in I chased them into space in defense of freedom. I destroyed everything I loved to stop them. What they can't know is what I've been holding inside, what thoughts I've let ferment in my mind since then. No, they have no idea what they've just unleashed. All the control that I've demonstrated breaks down, and I can't reign in the flood of emotion. I am unstoppable. The metal monsters have had their day. Now it's my turn. She was always a better person than I was, but I still have to wonder how she held in the rage that must have been coursing through her that first night. I've never seen this side of myself, and neither have they. It's what they don't know about me yet. I can burn it all, too.