What is this? A burning under my flesh. But how could such a gorgeous creature inflict upon me this sorrowful fate?

Little known was this life to me. I was but human hours ago and now, it seems, I am an enemy. I am loathed by my cousins, so similar yet different. My kind knew slavery, by our very family. A family who did not acknowledge the relation.

Now, now I pay for being strong enough to change into the unfavorable species.

Such beauty in those angry eyes. I had not wanted to fight. They know, they know what I am before I can find safety. She saw my fear, and gripped her weapon. Easily the trigger is pulled, and here I lie, once writhing and twitching from the pain. I see the hatred in her face. A sadness fills my heart, for what horror has she known to kill with such rage? I stare at the black adorned body standing over mine, her lips quivering with pained fury. She spits a last word at me, and fires.

It does not sting. I feel no burn. I know no pain for all of hers.