A collection of pain and suffering. That's all I am now. All the hope I had left when... she died.
'This is all my fault. I couldn't save her. If only I had...'
No. I stopped my self from recalling the memory any further. The guilt it brought me was unbearable. Snapping out of my thoughts, I find myself in the last place I want to be: a graveyard. Funny, she would have loved the gloomy setting and now she... rests in one. I find myself moving further and further into the eerie graveyard despite my growing sense of unease. As I continued walking, an object came into a view. There protruding from the ground not even a few feet away from me lay a tombstone. But not just any tombstone. To my grief, it belonged to her. The one who truly understood me for who I am as I understood her. The one who I tried my damned hardest to make feel special and one who I fell hopelessly in love with. The one who... I couldn't save. First Mom and Dad... Now her. As I gazed upon her grave, I could feel the Beast raging inside me, howling in anger and loss. Under normal circumstances, I would do my best to suppress its influence in fear of hurting those I loved. But with the one person I loved gone... I let it consume me. No longer kept in check, the transformation ensued, changing me from a guilt ridden man to a feral and broken animal. I could feel the anguish and rage overcoming my mind, destroying who I am.
"Argh. This isn't fair!" I yell. " I should have saved her! Argh. Damn it!"
The Beast was beginning to take over. As my body began to shift and change, I could feel my humanity slipping away bit by bit. The pain the transformation brought me was too much to bear. Collapsing to my knees, I brought my hands to my head, clutching my hair in pure agony.
"This wasn't supposed to happen! ARGHHH! I shout, my voice sounding more akin to a roar than anything. My eyes shot open for the last time as man. By now the transformation was starting to take its toll. Even if I tried, I could not halt the process. Before I let slip my last shred of humanity, I let my eyes fall upon her grave. Suddenly, a bright light appeared before me. And there she stood, a light in the darkness. Slowly, she strode toward me, taking each step with the up most grace. Caressing my face, she smiled softly.
"It's not your fault. There was nothing you could do. I love you, Garfield." She whispered, her voice as sweet as candy. But as those words parted her lips, she vanished into the night air. With my final memory of her etched into my brain, I ushered my last words.
"Good bye... I always loved you... Raven." I whispered.
And then everything faded to black. It was over. The Beast had won.