Sorrows
What was it he always told me? Oh yeah never trust strangers. Kicking. Screaming. Tearing. Crying. Tears poured down over her face. Strong unobtrusive hands grabbed her holding her down. In a darkened alley nobody would hear her screams of terror or their squeals of delight as they tore of another layer of the girls clothes. Fear the Titans they always said. But fearing humanity is what she did that fateful night. Her clothes had been torn off. Her naked flesh exposed to their eyes. They took it all in devouring her young body with their eyes.
"Don't harm the merchandise, oriental flesh is hard to come by." A rigid lust filled hand caressed the sides of her chest
"I grabbed her I want the first fuck!" A man shoved the other away his hands groping her lower thighs, her muscles tensed she wished the nightmare would end. She drowned out all the noises. Deep inside she knew it was there. The will to survive. With her last struggle she screamed an ear piercing scream making her attackers break focus. One grabbed a knife and slowly slashed it across her stomach. The pain caused her to return to life. Gripping the blade she desperately struggled to remove it from the open cut. This only angered her attacker. In a fed up last attempt he stabbed the blade deep into the girls stomach. It buried its way deep into the hilt. Metal carved through her organs. The pain subsided replaced with cold silence. The voices of the men above her drowned out. Replaced with muttering silence. She felt it all begin to fade. A cold abyss prepared to swallow her. She dug deep the will to survive thats in everyone she needed it now more than ever. After sifting through the layers she found something. It was a spark amidst the cold pools of murky shadows. It felt familiar like the face of her closest friend. It called out to her. She reached for it. Grasping it she unlocked something that she had never known. Static crackled across her wound. Opening her eyes she saw the wrath of angry gods. An explosion and all the men scrambled away from the alley. A hand curled around the corner of the alley, only this hand was colossal in size. Crumbling its way out of the alley a female Titan emerged from the smoke. It's body was long and slender, skin covered it entirely. Black straight hair fell around its back. It's face was deformed the area where it had cheeks was gone revealing rows of teeth. It's lips curled into a smile. It looked at the men as they screamed in absolute gut renching horror. They had plunged a knife in her chest she would get them back. It focused on its arms, a sharp bone like spike burst from either side. She stabbed it into the men impaling them across the bone. She watched them bleed, reveled in their agony, savored their pain. She scraped her teeth across the spike turning the men into red paste slurping it up as she did. With its goal complete it collapsed into a pile of bones and steam, a girl left unconscious at the nape of its neck. A smile still on her face, the taste of their blood still on her tongue, their screams of terror still ringing in her ears.
