I own nothing, except the plot.
Prologue:
I don't know when it happened, one day I woke up and I was different, or maybe time changed me and I didn't notice. All I know is that I loved with a fire fierce and that it never mattered to you. It seems that many things didn't matter; just like it doesn't matter to me know. I am apathetic about it all. I am indifferent to the way you touch me now, I am tired of your wants and needs. I am bored of you. I wish that it was different, but it is too late, you have turned me into something that you can't control. I am your worst nightmare; I am what you never wanted me to be. I am a weapon, bred and shaped to bring about your doom. I almost feel sorry because you will never see it coming, and when I have you where I want you, when you finally realize all your mistakes, it will be too late. You can run and hide, there is no use. I have you in my sights.