The Other Side of Frankenstein

My rage has always gotten the best of me. Throughout my whole life people have only known me as the creature, or better yet, monster with a great temper. I put fear into the eyes of the people that I come across. Their fear pains me, it's a pain that I can't express, but it burns throughout my body.

I need to get to a place where there are no people to fear, or pain to cause. A place where people are scarce and use to unusual creatures.

I know of a land of opportunity, and a land of diversity, this land is America. But where in America will I go? I will go where creatures run wild, people are friendly and I can hide away and live my life free of anger. Most importantly I will go to a place where I cannot cause any other person fear.

I will go to the coldest and most spacious land, a place called Alaska.

(Years after living in Alaska.)

The days of rage are far beyond me now, I feel I am living the purposeful life I was built to live. I live off the land, I fend for myself, I enjoy the feeling of waking in the morning, and I even have a new friend.

I have met a lady that goes by the name of Zuelle, and she has helped me understand how to live and survive in this difficult atmosphere. Even for a man of my power living in Alaska did not come easily. Zuelle treats me like only one other person ever did, Dr. Frankenstein.

My rage was locked away and my life was as normal as ever. Until one day, the day Zuelle was taken from me. Pain and rage took over me worst then it ever had before. Another creature, a creature called a coyote, took Zuelle from me.

I never encountered a coyote in my life, I knew not of there dangers. I had to revenge the death of my friend, the only one who ever treated me normally.

While looking for the coyote that killed Zuelle I ran into others. I knew that it was they or I, for the first time in years I felt tremendous rage. I only know partially of what happened next, but I know that revenge was mine.

My rage will never go away again, but now my rage is focused and centered on only one creature. Not of the human kind, but of the coyote species. I will not stop, it is I verse the coyotes, all of the coyotes. If I finish, or when I finish, I will again attempt to free myself from my rage, but until then I will succumb to my rage, and allow it to control me, for it is even more powerful then I.