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Half Ghost: Hated
"Talking"
'Thinking'
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First Year-
Happiness, Love, Envy, Lust, Hatred.
Those are few of the many emotions a being could feel, doesn't matter if your a Human or a a monster, a Demon or an Angel.
Alive or Dead.
As long as you could think for yourself, you could feel those emotions. And the emotions I feel now, can be described and led back to one thing. And this one thing, is one of the many I feel.
Hatred.
Hatred can be explained as a large amount of dislike towards someone or something. It can also be described as the Noun(or is it adjective?) of the word hate. No wait, it's noun. Definitely noun.
Everyone dislikes something. Be it a little. Or a whole lot. It doesn't matter and saying otherwise would simply be interpreted as a lie.
I hate something as well, well, i hate many things. But I hate most of all, is what was occurring right now.
I scream in intense pain as a high voltage of electricity passed through me. That amount of electricity would have turned any regular creature from living to dead.
The reasoning for such a thing happening to me is simple.
Because of hate...
Everyone hates. It's what they are capable of.
Second Year-
Hate! I hate them all! I hate everything! I hate them enough to love them! I so f*king love them!
The immense pain I once had had changed. It had transformed. It had transformed into something more. Something more desirable. Something more intense. Something very very similar to pleasure.
But I hate them all! I hate them all. Humans, Ghosts, Demons Monsters. Even God. I hate them all. The list of the things I hate goes on and on on and on on and on on and on on and on-
Wait, why am I singing?! I should be dancing.
I try to move my hands, legs and body but am unable to. The sound of metal clanging reached my broken ears and echo throughout my whole existence. That was the noise that I hear more than any other now a days.
"Damn it! Damn it! Daaaaamn ittttt!" I yell, now i can't dance either! F*ing Damn it!
Suddenly an over the top surge of electricity pass through me. I open my mouth and poke our my tongue. Squeal in either ecstasy. Either that or in pain. But I didn't care!
"Quiet down you piece of ecto shit!" I hear one of the guards in front of my seat.
"Only if you serve me your corps! You ugly putrid human delicacy!" I yell back.
The shock continues again and I howl. My eyes unwillingly produced green ecto blood. Why? The pain didn't reach my brain or nerve center anymore.
"HAHAHAAAHAHAHA!" I yelled which only aggravated the guards even more.
"Shut up already!" The guard bellowed. And I stop. Electricity doesn't hurt me anymore. My ice core had gotten accustomed to it.
Which was more bad than good...
As an ice cored Ghost, electricity was technically a fire core ability. So Fire+Ice=?
!BOOOOOOOM!
The entire floor shook, I think. There was dust everywhere. My body falls on the ground., I didn't even feel the impact. Apparently somehow my Ice Core was able to manifest it's powers and got in contact with the high voltage of electricity.
Even though I didn't feel the impact of falling on the ground. I did feel something. I felt-
My arms and legs moving...
My lips curled upwards. So high I'm pretty sure any normal being can't pull off without makeup or something.
"I hate you all." I said, getting up. The dust clears, showing the GIW agents who were on the ground, getting up. It took them a few moments to notice me. Then their eyes widening in shock.
Or maybe Fear?
I tilt my head to the side. My face still plastered with that toothy and wincing smile. Eyes wide in excitement. "I hate you all indeed."
I squealed the last part out... ;)
Third Year-
Hate... Is an emotion...
I don't feel many emotions.
Not anymore.
The insanity I went through about a year ago. Was just a phase. A simple yet very psychotic phase.
Emotions are unnecessary. They are pointless. They have no purpose that could benefit me in anyway. As I was once told, Emotions didn't exist at a time. They, like many things were created for a purpose. God created these "Emotions" for his(?) own amusement. For his(?) own entertainment. Its like a normal human watching American Cartoon or Japanese Anime.
For amusement...
Aftermath-
Hate. I hate. I hated.
Then I didn't.
Now I hate again.
Why did I stop hating? Or right. I gave up.
But now I hate again. I hate...
I hate them all...
So I'll devour them a as well...
Speaking of devouring.
I'm hungry.
As I fly over an alleyway, a scream catches my attention...
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Honestly speaking ... I believe this will be the worst Half Ghost one shot I'll ever write. But don't worry! The next will be 10 times better.
Title of Next Half Ghost story: Half Ghost: Lust
Publishing of next story: Unknown.
Till then guys! Read and review!
