The price of evil is heavy for us all. It's over now, I've just hit a wall. But it hurts to know, that I was destined to fall. It's a nightmare drenched in scarlet and screams. However, I slept soundly each night, drowning the nightmares in my dreams. The Lady of El can't save me, from my pleas, from my mind, knowing of my countless lies. I cry... I outstretched my palm, pleading forgiveness for what I did wrong. I cannot flee, for It's too late, for all the tragedy and the hate. Other people just can't relate. I don't belong here, I can't change my fate...

(Aisha's POV)

I laughed psychotically as I rushed from roof to roof, twirling my axe-like staff casually in wide motions, imitating the action of slicing my victim's heads off. The wind was whipping my violet hair in my face as I rushed at an extreme speed, though my movements just a blur. My lilac eyes sharpened, staying fixed on my surroundings as I passed by. The power, I've never felt more alive! No longer weak through kindness, but with the abilities of a demon itself. I pet Petit Anger as it nudged at my shoulder; the first living thing I hadn't murdered on sight so far, before looking back at the road below. This had recently become my daily routine, causing terror and havoc through the middle of the night.

Anyone who so much as look at me the wrong way will be sure that my weapon will be the last thing they see, and the last moment of their worthless life. My thoughts were interrupted by a drop of liquid touching my nose. I gazed up at the sky slightly to see that it had darkened and was filled with haze, the glowing moon no longer evident beneath the thick clouds. The last slivers of moonlight retreated into the sky as the dominant darkness took its rightful place, creeping up and consuming all else. Not a single star could be seen, the thick pollution in the air seemed to suffocate them. The droplets began coming down at a more frequent pace, but I didn't care. Why should I seek shelter?

Most people think rain was a cleansing thing in the sky that washed all their problems and mistakes away. What a laugh. They seem pretty hypocritical to me. Say something good about the rain, but run away into a warm, dry place. But, I wasn't one of them. Rain made everything gloomy, cold, and depressing. That is the way I like it, and that's why it strengthens my already enormous power. I outstretched my arms and grinned, the water seeping through the little clothes I had on, chilling my bones and making the fabric cling onto my bare skin. The small drizzling became pouring over time and the sky lit up occasionally.

Looks like there'll be some thunder and lightning~ The weather couldn't be any more perfect. The clouds rumbled and growled ferociously and the noise built up, echoing into the night. Streaks and veins of lightning like the wicked branches of a tree could be seen farther away, momentarily lighting up the night, before hastily fading away. Thunder clapped and created a chorus of deep, eerie sounds. I leapt down from a roof, flexible as a cat, before peering at my reflection in a nearby puddle. Wispy side-bangs swept over and covered a large portion of my face, yet showing my cat-like pupils. Two ribbons fixed two pigtails in place which were now stuck down like glue from the rain. A small top with a cross decoration covered my chest, but showed all of my flat stomach. My skirt, which seemed more like a flimsy piece of cloth were attached to garter belts which snaked down my legs and converting into mid-thigh boots, which looked like insanely long stockings. Silver crucifixes dangled from them like key chains. Magenta belts encircled my skirt and legs while my shoes were like flickering white fire, tinged with purple. Sleeves with dark inscriptions and white frills connected to my all-important choker. The color scheme was primarily dark purple, silver, and magenta, also, the way I like it.

I examined my choker in adoration, taking special attention towards the Dark El wedged into the hollow of it. I remembered how this granted me increased darkness powers. But of course, my demon bat Anger had granted my powers, and this outfit to me. My reflexion became ruined suddenly. Not because of the rain, but as if on cue, a puny girl about 8 emerged from her house in front of me, and I no longer saw myself, but a little girl with angelic blue eyes and feathery blond (blonde?) hair. She stared back at me with those huge, innocent eyes. "Why are you outside in the rain, miss? You could catch a cold and get sick. The thunder and lightning is scary. There are monsters out there..."

A wave of revulsion came over me like the dark abyss of an ocean. It mad me sick. I don't want to look at this "defect" any longer. Before the girl could even scream, I swung my staff with one swift motion, before a woman, probably her mother, ran out of the house. It was too late, I was aiming for the child, but why not kill the woman as well? I severed her head from the rest of her body. Sweet, scarlet blood splattered all over my ivory, porcelain face and I rubbed the thick blood between my fingers.

There. Out of sight, out of mind. The little girl screamed bloody murder and sprinted to the woman's side, before collapsing on the dead woman's chest, crying out violently in sobs, her eyes blood-shot, and nose red, sniffling uncontrollably. Serves her right for getting in my way. "Mommy?...Mommy?! P-please! Come back! You're all I have... Daddy isn't here, stay alive for me, and daddy... No... MOMMY!"

She sobbed even louder and clutched her mother's hand, while I was enjoying the show. Now you've made her suffer, excellent. I'll let this one live and be scarred forever. Who knows? maybe she'll commit suicide from loneliness. I quickly wrote one last message in the mother's blood. I AM THE MONSTER before, withdrawing from the dead body, and disappearing into the night.

The rest of the Elgang: You're sick and demented!

Me: No, I'm just making a quality horror and tragedy story, duh. Besides, It's Aisha's fault. She killed the mom and made the little girl cry.

Everyone but Aisha: Glares*

Aisha: Hey! She made me that way. Besides, It won't be just me, the other characters are-

Jewel: Rose! Obtain the Spoiler! Rose tackles Aisha to the floor*

Me: Thanks Jewel and Rose. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed this morbid story and how I made it more original than my last story, which, I apologize for not updating, but spending time on this:P Just mixing it up and experimenting. Also, I haven't ever done a story, poetry, and song piece combined, so I hope you like how it turns out. (They will be incorporated later) Please review and tell me what you think or whether or not I should continue, any suggestions, etc. Also, Please F&F. Later~