Darkness
The purest hate is one felt when you wish to protect those whom you love, or anything which you love. Be it the altruistic heights of patriotism, or the romantic depths of story-book love, there is something out there which everyone clings to with a passion that will evoke hate when threatened. Well... I just had that thing threatened in a big way... and my hate is focused, pure, and unquenchable. This utter scum has done things that I would not even do in my monstrousness. I am by no means a kind person, capable of atrocities that would make a hardened criminal cringe, were it not for the law. So I find myself staring darkly into the night and wondering what I might do... Well... No, not really. Were I given free reign with no restrictions... the beast would be dead before the week is out... But I am not so I must turn to other routes. In any case... I shall find retribution that comes upon him. And hopefully I can be there the day he finds it waiting for him, see the look of pure defeat on his face, and watch him recognize the seething disgust and hatred upon mine as I stare into his eyes... I am done talking about this... Sorry if I worried you with all this, you know who you are, I will not act rashly and have already calmed down. I will see this punished though.