M

FOR

MARINE

By

Bureizo za Vampire

Dusk.
That was the time unfairness started to play.
Unfairness? What unfairness?
Unfairness. Yes. That time when everything was ruined. Everything was
nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing, but bars. Not that the creature cared.
No. The creature did not care about the ones who were like her.
She had locked them up.
Locked those up, like herself.

Harsh.

Cruel.

Hypocrisy.

Unfairness.
It was dusk when it began. When she had demanded the order. Had she done it
for fun? For a joke?
Had she?
No. She was serious.
Serious. Her?
Yes. As serious as the Prime Minister, himself.
Prime Minister? Not anymore.
No. He's gone. She has taken his place. But, now evil.
However, she is just like them. Not by what she is, but her feelings.
These locked up creatures seemed to have escaped. They are now running around
freely, trying to escape the small area.
Impossible! They shall be caught! They cannot escape.
Her words were useless, though. She gave up. And, had gone in search of them herself.

The humans stepped back, and remained quiet. They kept their lips
sealed, so amazed by being frightened of someone like her.
She was just like those creatures locked up, though.
Ditto. But, she was very good at getting what she wanted.
Oh, there's more of her, though, ain't there?
Oh, yes. Of course. Her past life was...

Terrible?

No. Quite the contrary.
Oh, really?
Yes. Really. Thirteen years ago she had fallen for someone. And, he really
was quite a someone. However, a little child had come out of it, but that had
happened long after she had fallen for this person... or creature.
The child. What of it?
Oh. It's still among us now. That deformed child.
And, the creature?
Nothing of that to know of. There was a specific reason why she kept the ones
like herself in such prisons, though.

Dangerous?

Exactly! She found the powers used by these creatures to just cause trouble.
Her biased opinion made her lock them up, where they could be kept.
Was she proud of her work?

No.

No?
No. She wasn't. She was guilty. Guilty she had been a hypocrite. Guilty she
had taken control of... almost everything. She was now feared.
It wasn't like that long ago, though.

Indeed.

She used to be a loveable one.
Correct.
Almost naive.
Sort of.
Did she lock up the child?
No. She let him go... But, he, somewhat, released all the other creatures
from their cages. His mother was distraught to find the boy had taken their
side!
Slow down... Mother?
A pitiful excuse.
Excuse for what?
Letting him go. She was treating her son fairly, yet not with the others.
The father? What became of him?
She treated him the same way, as if he was nothing towards her.
Like dirt?
Like dirt. She treated him like stinking **! His freedom, though...
So, she was pretty stressed out?
Very much so. In search of finding the ones who had escaped, her son had
watched her every move. He was a clever lad, having the genes of his father.
Yet, was as wild as his mother... well.... at least... she used to be like
that.
Carry on...
She spotted someone from far off.
Oh, yes?
And had sneakily tried to find who or what it was.

Who?

It was the one she least wanted to find.

Son?

No. Worse. She used her energy as an advantage, and attacked the creature who
was fleeing away. However, her son was behind her, and ready.
The young teen had lashed out at her. He released all his bitter hatred and
anger towards her, but did not get far.
He was killed?
No! Of course he wasn't bloody killed. She wouldn't dare do such a thing to
something so valuable in her life. She blasted him with her energy, and he
remained unconscious. With slight anger, she looked around to see if any moron
was watching.
Were there?
Two long figures were making their way towards her. She recognized them as
human, and ordered them to take the boy back.
They did.
Yes. But, on her way back, she was suddenly swept off her feet. It was wind.
No. It was more like...

Speed?

Yes. She couldn't define it, but certainly recognized it. In her past life,
she had known this person. This hero.
I know him.
Of course. He stood before her, hands on hips. Smiling his cocky smile.
And, she?
Glared. Angry, and irritated. She spotted two other figures come into view,
yet couldn't see their looks by the dark.

Mobians.

The word, she murmured. They wanted to get revenge by her cruelty.
But, they had no chance.
No, no.

Well?

The one with the cocky smile sped towards her, yet she was ready, and lashed out at him with frightening energy. She smiled when he fell back. Another one
lunged at her, with a powerful fist. But, that was no match for her.
Powerful fist, against energy? Who would win? Energy, of course.
A powerful beam of energy hit the one with the first, square in the face. It
fell back, wounded. There was just one left...
She got ready, however the humans overreacted.
They shot, and shot, and shot, and shot... and shot... and shot...
The creature fell back, without a fight. The one with the cocky grin saw, and
leaped towards the corpse. She watched with satisfaction, yet guilt.
The one with the cocky grin, but no more, glared at her. Pure hatred in his
eyes. She cared not the least, expecting such a gesture. The humans held their
guns, protecting her.
She smiled...
And, moved.
But, she didn't get away that easily!
There was one more. But, he was filled with love.
But, still a bit of hatred inside him.
He knocked her to the ground, but she was quickly on her feet.

She turned and saw her once flying lover. They glared at one another. But, the humans spotted
and were about to fire.
She watched, her heart stopping, as he quickly lunged towards her. Knocking
her off her feet, painfully. She wasted no time, but to get up.
However... she was hurt.

Badly.

Something sharp had hit her.
Ouch. Was she killed?
No. Survived, unfortunately. The wound was not deep. She took this moment to
blast the creature from the sky. He fell down, heavily. She ordered him to be
taken away, along with the other crude animals.
The one with the cocky grin was pulled away, staring at the corpse on the
ground. He was hurt badly. His new lover, his princess was now dead.
Because of her.
She turned her back away, and exhaled. Four found, one dead. There were still
many out there, still on the loose.
She ignored the silent glares as she walked past the fugitives. She headed to
where she stayed, and saw the child sleeping. He was very much unconscious,
yet his breathing was heard.
She thought this whole locking up would be simple.
Well... heh heh... she had thought wrong, right?
Oh, yes.
So, what happened? Did they all break free?
Who knows...