Hee hee. I felt like it, that's my excuse. i took a break from Distraction to write this because i was just in a silly mood.
Enjoy!
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One-sided Winged beast + 1~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Yes, I was created to destroy you. Yes, I was meant to hurt you.
But when I saw your handsome, haughty face, I couldn't. The others mean nothing to me; they can all die for all I care. But you, I love.
When I bust through that window, I saw your surprised expression. I knew then that I would never hurt you. The fat one tries to hurt me, but it can't. I do wonder why you try to run and hide from me, why you chose to associate with this filth. But I remind myself that that is your upbringing. You don't know any better.
You lead them to a shaft with strong, leadership words. Just hearing your voice sends a tingle up my spine.
I am now trapped in a fiery room. It is simple for me to break out the other window, but as I fly outside, watching you lovingly, I cannot help but marvel at your intelligence.
You slip and fall; I bank to try to catch you, to save you. The tubby warrior reaches down. No! Don't hurt my beloved! I attack your antagonist, but one of the others lifts a piece of metal like a mirror, putting off my aim. Does he want you to be hurt?
You are now on the aircraft's wing, and I am not too far behind. I walk forward, wanting to hold you, protect you from these violent others.
I hear a noise behind me; I turn to see another evil one trying to stab me. With a simple flick, this is also sent into my range of aim. Why do you hide behind the fat one, as if he would protect you? Don't you see he's trying to hurt you?
The new one rushes for me again, but my harpoon easily stops it. I pull it towards me; this will be the first sacrifice to my master. The chubby one foils my plan; he cuts the cable. The cord snaps through the air, attaching itself to a large propeller. Even though I know I am trapped, I make one last attempt to save you.
The small one holds you tightly, holding you hostage. I reach up and hold your cape. I must save you. You speak with your jailer; I cannot understand your words, but your tone is clear; you ask him to release you. I lift my claw to strike him down, to save you.
But then you do something shocking. You release your cape, sending me tumbling down to certain death. In my last moments of life, I finally realize the truth. You never loved me, and I was wrong to place my trust in you. The pain of knowing this is worse than the pain of being shredded to pieces by the propeller.
Goodbye, my love.
Yeah... I hope you liked it. even if you didn't like it, i hope you liked it anyway.
