"Looking at my own reflection
When suddenly it changes
Violently it changes
Oh no, there is no turning back now
You've woken up the demon in me
Get up, come on get down with the sickness
Open up your hate and let it flow into me
You mother get up, you fucker get up
Madness is the gift that has been given to me"
Disturbed- Down With The Sickness
She dropped to the ground.
In front of all that was dear to her.
All that she lived for.
All that mattered.
It was all dead now.
Her ma and pa lay on top of each other, bound together even in death.
"Forever bound together" Her pa had said looking at her ma tenderly as she blushed at the love of her parents.
Beside them lay her little sister. Just short of a year, she too was gone.
Then as if a cruel and evil artist had painted this scene, lay her brothers forming a circle around her ma and pa.
6 strong, powerful men, who were slain even more mercilessly as a rouge wolf would have been.
6 pairs of arms lay on the ground separated from their bodies. The same arms that had protected her and held her as she cried over the famine that had hit.
She screeched and fell to her brothers and let herself cry tears, tears of blood.
She looked around and saw the blood-covered bodies and felt the new energy flow through her.
She didn't feel the tears that were streaming down her face, she didn't feel the blood that had stopped flowing from her wounds, she didn't even feel the painful ache of her bruises. All she felt was that new energy.
The new energy that burned even hotter than heat it self.
She felt hate. She felt it boil up till it overflowed.
She felt a change go through her body, her hands tingled and she felt her heart being burned in a fire, a fire that was so powerful that it talked to her, it talked to her and it told her that the only way that it would be stopped would have been revenge.
Revenge for the blood spilled from her family.
The blood that was so dear.
The blood that ran through her veins.
The one that changed that moment. And made it self so powerful that the girl's body burned.
It burned from the changed.
The fire burned from the outside to the inside.
And when the fire reached her heart the girl's humanity collapsed.
The girl stood up and looked at the broken mirror's glass. She saw her dark hair and burning eyes.
"Blood will be spilled" She whispered "Revenge will be taken" She breathed. Then she crushed the mirror, smashed it to the floor and put her new and improved strength to use, burying her family.
Before leaving the graves she whispered "Ma, Pa. I will try to live for you. Breathe for you. Love for you. And keep legacy for you"