Monsters.
Monsters are evil and they're a threat I was always told. My parents were so proud when I became a monster hunter. I would help catch and imprison the threats that inhabited our world. I never let one get away. Except for her. I have no idea why or how it happened. I remember her face so clearly. Her eyes were tired and desperate. Her face beaten and covered in scars. She pleaded with me during our encounter. Pleaded with me to let her go. She said she didn't want to fight that she wanted the war to end. I didn't believe her until she saved me. We'd been fighting on a roof. It wasn't the smartest idea. I tripped and stumbled. I remember going over the edge of the roof. I was so sure I was done for but she grabbed my arm and pulled me up. She set me on the roof before jumping off and flying away suspended by wings that I hadn't noticed before. As I looked around trying to see which direction she'd gone in I discovered the mangled jacket tossed aside on the roof.
That day haunts me still I'm still left questioning what I'd been told. All because of her.