Judgement

[not_the_shell]

I was moving towards one of the enclosed spaces upstairs, when the newly-mortal thing shrieked below me.

"EVERYBODY COME QUICK!!! ILLYRIA KILLED GUNN!!!!!!!!"

"Fool."

Yet, they gathered. I stood apart from them upstairs, watching them mewl about, whispering so loudly it made my head ache. They believed...believed"No

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[not_the_shell]

"I hate you for every last feeling that you tore away..."

Of course. Hate what you cannot possibly hope to comprehend; that is a lesson I learned all too well.

She was but a beginner.

I was ready to grasp the axe from her hands and fling it far away, so the useless weapon would clatter and the poor human before me would forever be reminded of her failure, when he came.

My head turned to face him as I felt... anger boiling to the surface of my skin, waiting to escape.

"What in the hell is going on? One body tonight is quite enough."

Why his words surprised me, I was unsure of. After all, had he not just spoken with the vampire earlier to once again murder me?

No... I would not allow that to happen... but I was weak, oh so weak... I had been raped of my powers and greatness until all that was left was something as pathetic as the mortals before me.

No.

I leaned closer to him and whispered, "Yes you are correct. One is enough... for tonight."

Then my palms were pressed flat against his chest to move him from me with all the strength still within this vessel, and I walked.

Not ran, walked. Walked out of the hotel, past the fools below me who were scrambling about like lost children, through the doors toward the destination that awaited me. The one I had considered before, then tossed aside... until now.

The Wolf, The Ram, and The Hart.

They would restore me to greatness...