Prologue
A cry of agony echoed throughout the town, matching the weather encasing the area. Rain poured down, drowning out anything from view within a five-foot radius.
A woman, brown locks cascading down her back in a long and high ponytail, stared down at her victim with malice. Kicking the man at her feet in the ribs, she bellowed her distaste towards him once again. Wincing internally, she heard snaps as his bones shifted and changed shape, no longer fighting back tears as she kicked him once more.
Letting out another anguished cry, the man glared up at her. His vivid blue eyes riming with crimson, he snarled as fangs formed from his canines. "Damn you…"
"I should be saying that to you," the woman screeched, "you bastard…you'll learn your lesson. You'll become the 'monster' you so claim you are!"
"Bitch," he growled out at her when she kicked him again. He let out another gruff howl as his ribs caved in on themselves, reshaping.
"Call me what you will," the woman's glare intensified, "but you'll never be able to rid yourself of what I'd wrought upon you now! Neither of us will!" A snarl was her answer; she laughed. "You…a monster…will love. But she will never love you…I swear my life on it. You shall suffer from unrequited love so strong, it'll drive you to the measures I took!"
"I'll never be as…" a low growl. "…desperate as you…you insane…" His vocal chords reshaped, cutting off all communications and reducing him to feral growls.
The woman smirked at her handiwork taking a couple steps back, "…I hope you live a long life, Vincent…that way you'll crave death all the more…"
As she fell from exhaustion, her body spent and life drained, the beast –her former victim—pounced, tearing at her body leaving nothing for the scavengers.
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A/N: I know it's short...but I would like to know what you guys think. Should I continue? Constructive critizism? Anything is welcome! Just...please review! :)