Title: Requiem for a Dream
Author: Feral Geek
Rating: pg-13 to R
Spoilers: None
Summary: The story of an original character, a Wraith Queen by the name of Malka.
A/N: uh...hi! Malka is mine, but the Wraith belong to MGM and Gekko...so don't sue me...and if you like this, go check out my other stories! This could be considered a 'prequel' to 'Show No Fear', 'Mating Rituals' and 'Childhood's End' (Childhoods End is still in the planning process)
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They
say we are without mercy.
Compassion.
Love.
They who
know nothing, they whose lives are like a candle flame;
small and
flickering, frantically trying to survive as the hand of time
descends.
We show them no mercy simply because they are without real life, having only a pitiful façade to call an existence.
It is they who are without mercy.
I have seen
them burn one another, sobbing women and men buried beneath stones
and shoved beneath water.
Constantly ripping and biting, they are
mad, plague ridden things.
It
is they who are without compassion.
I have seen children huddled
under an awning, begging for the tiniest scrap of bread.
And I the
only one to care, I, a Wraith, taking them and granting them life,
when their own kin could do nothing of the sort.
They
know nothing of love.
Perhaps, they feel the tiniest bit, a
nagging prickle in the back of their minds.
Even those who claim
to love will hurt one another.
They lie to one another, abuse and
destroy one another.
Humans can never be as close to their
so-called beloved as we can be, they can never share a soul.
Humans
are far beneath the Wraith.
Now, perhaps you will see why we so
loathe them, why we feel no qualms when we take them.
---
Those were the words drilled into my skull as a child.
Over
and over as I sat beside my mother's throne, watching in silence as
human after human was dragged in.
Over and over the reasons why we
could not look upon them and feel, why we could form no bonds and
share no love.
We
are the predators...and they are the prey.
To think of it any
other way will only serve to bring madness.
There
are many things in this life I wish I had not done. This is my requiem.
And there are
many things I wish I had.
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A/N: Well, I hope you liked my first chapter! Just a quick introduction, spoken by Malka...I am going to have interludes like this, but for the most part it will be like my other fics, in 3rd person for the most part.
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