Memoirs of the Monster

by blue-eyedinnocent-sinner

Rating for mature themes: language, drug use, etc. This is a post-London Calling. I know there are a million of those, but this one will take a VERY dark path. "I screamed out my frustrations, pounding the wall in front of me. I'd never felt anger course through my body this way. It was an impossible strength, and I knew what fueled it. But I couldn't stop. Not this time." R&R

1. Chapter 1

Hello all! It's been eternity and a half since I posted a new fic, but I've been itching. So here I am. For those of you who've read my stuff before, I hope that my writing has improved, as I've gotten older and more experienced. That being said, I also apologize because this is NOT going to be the happy, sappy romance I normally love. In fact, I have no idea where this story will take me. I'll be along for the ride the same as you, my lovely readers. Please be patient with me.

This story will be very dark. It lurked in the back of my mind for a long time, and I always brushed it off. I thought, 'no, you can't play out your favorite character that way.' But, that's the beauty of fanfiction…you actually can do that. So, here I go, off the deep end, plunging into the dark realms.

This is, as with most my work, a "continuation" story, picking up where the show murdered us…er, left off. And I'm going to twist into a sick sort of insanity that I hope some of you will like. I'm pretty nervous, but it was eating me alive.

Hardcore drug use and abuse, hardcore potty mouths (because I have one myself), and this will also be written in first person, like all my other stuff.

So, without further ado, I present the preface. Give me some feedback and let me know if I should continue down this path.

Thank you everyone, as always!