I remember everything... nothing has slipped me by... my whole life with Slade... I'd rather have eaten bat wings, not that I had a choice. He killed my father you see, that maniac. He killed him, my mother, and even Kara... my best- no, my only friend. He attacked them when I was weak, my first stage of transformation. The night my ears changed was when I first saw him.
I was in the bathroom, looking at my ears. They had pointed, grown, and sprouted little brown hairs. I was trying to find the problem when I saw his face in the mirror. I froze... try as I might I couldn't run, I couldn't scream, I just stood there like an idiot. I was sure, whoever this man was; he must be a burglar who was going to step forward and kill me, but like me he just stood there, not moving, his two-toned mask glaring at me. I finally turned... he was gone.
I tried to sleep, but all night I thought about everything, my ears, the man, and how he vanished, just like that. I rolled onto my side and closed my eyes, but when I did get to sleep, I dreamed, haunting dreams, memories.
F.B.
My mother's arms clung to me, I gasped for breath, but she held me tight. "Don't move Alex, don't let him see you," she whispered softly. Her black hair was matted and her blue eyes were full of tears. There was a sound, a sound that rang in my ears like thunder. I tried to cover them but she forced my arms to my sides. "Alex, you mustn't move if you do-"but she cut off, the table we were hiding under blew into thousands of shards. Mom screamed, her tears falling on me. "Alex!" she cried out, "Alex, you're not huma-" but she cut off, another bomb heading our way, that's when I saw the figure forming from the smoke, his orange mask, his one eye, looking at mother's dead body, looking at me!