A quick oneshot from the POV of a Weeping Angel. I'm not as scared of them as I used to be, so I decided I'd try this.
Don't trust me.
You can't ever trust me. Not if you value your life. Not if you value your continued existence.
I'm a lie. A fabrication. If I could speak, I'd never tell the truth.
All I do is scream. Laugh. Chase you over the earth.
Eyes wide open.
Because if they close, you're dead.
There's someone here. I felt it. I felt time jump.
How long? How long was I just standing here - a beautiful lie?
THERE SHE IS-
NOW-
Oh, the terror on her face when I showed my true self. I can feel the energy now, welling up inside me.
She was easy kill.
Humans, you see, have this strange reaction to things they don't understand.
They blink.
Perhaps they don't trust-
I felt it again. Who saw me?
The other girl had such a very long life ahead of her. The old man prefers the company of the young, and I know I certainly prefer to have the young enter my domain. The young with so much potential.
One moment of weakness is all it takes. They get too close and I get a feast of all that can never be…
So don't trust me. Don't ever trust me.
I won't break your heart, but I'll stop it forever.