This is a short little ditty I felt like writing really as a writing exercise for myself. Helps listening to Prodigy as well. xD Enjoy!
Lunatic
The blood of the alien.
The heart of a being of the Earth.
The soul of someone wanting to do right. But not today. No. They made him angry.
He harnesses the power within, past the Chaos energy, and feels something much more sinister lurking. He likes this sinister feeling. He enjoys it, revels in it. His canines lengthen into fangs. He gets down, a hand on the ground, snarling furiously. His eyes turn from their red color to sheer black. His rational mind is gone, all he wants is carnage and bloodshed. Destroy. DESTROY. DESTROY.
He jumps into the fray, a force to contend with and a force to fear. They have no time to look around and see where the noise is coming from. Snarling, dripping. They have no time to react, feeling only pain as their skin is ripped, muscles torn, some are so lucky as to have their entrails ripped from their bodies. The flesh is left in piles on the ground, surrounding this creature.
His quills rise and float around him, his tongue lolls out of his mouth, saliva dripping heavily from it. He bends down, licking the intestine of someone who was so unlucky as to cross his path. Delicious. He can feel the leftover fear in their blood. It tastes like the sweetest fruit he never had.
Sniff. Sniff sniff. Ugh. The SMELL. He could smell the fear coming off of him, but also a mix of determination. He wouldn't let him, the fool. Always the fool. He gets up, staring at his cobalt doppleganger, eyes hidden by the black power surging in him.
"Shadow. This isn't you, man. Snap out of it."
"I WILL NOT BE DENIED MY PLEASURE. Now stand aside, Faker."
"No." Foolhardy. An idiot to the core.
"Then I WILL MAKE YOU!"
