Titel: Dying regrets
Fandom: Monster
Pairing: None
Rating: PG or PG13
Warning: mention of death and murder.
AN: Something I scribbled during one of my lessons. Have been awake for more than 24 hours now and I haven't read monster in years now. It might be a bit messy.
After the war there were a lot of men working on the creation of perfect humans, or better said the training and brainwashing of perfect soldiers. It was their duty to create the perfect soldiers. Soldiers who would lead and fight to purify the earth of filth and trash. They did not feel remorse for what they were doing to the children, it would make them better after all.
Remorse and regret would overcome them when they lay dying.
Those who were celebrating at the Rose mansion did not realize anything was wrong until the poison was already absorbed by their bodies. Death crept into the party and they all fell down like flies. The last thing most of them would see was their college Klaus Poppe's face void of emotions.
Many would die regretting that they could not see their perfect humans lead a perfect world.
Those who worked at Kinderheim 511 thought they had created a perfect human.
A beautiful, charming and intelligent child. Who would grow up to be the successor of her Hitler. The child wasn't a human, it was a monster. With the tongue of the snake who seduced Eva and the charms of the devil himself. They would die in a chaos of paranoia and insanity.
Those who were not entirely driven mad with paranoia would regret creating the monster that would wander into the world.