Into The Night...
I listened to the mindless babble from the other room and it was beginning to agitate me. Humans always had to discuss everything, and in the interim they wasted precious time. Even with the half-breeds with a soul, Angel and the blond one Spike, protecting these creatures, this group stil lacked the kind of leadership they so desperately needed. They paced back and forth and in and out of this place like ants lost. I grew weary of this.
I looked in the mirror, my blue form staring back at me with a face that was not my own. I reeked of humanity. This carcass bound to me now, a part of the once god king. I stared at the strange reflection in the mirror and I could find no solace in it. My face was not my face... I didn’t know what it would say. I turned my visage to that of the shell, Winifred Burkle. There were fragments, electrical spasms channeled into my function system... memories... that still lingered like pitiful echoes of their former selves. I cocked my head to one side. Only an empty shell, nothing there but the echoes of a half-lived life, unfulfilled. 'Be blue...' I closed my eyes for only moment and let my glorious form reign once more. I cocked my head again... 'This reflection would take some getting used to.' I said under my breath and walked off.
I had to leave this place, I needed to explore, to find out if there was anything worth my time. This world was so small, and yet these humans boxed themselves in even smaller rooms, shutting themselves inside. One of them had already left these walls... The boy, Connor. And just like that, someone new had joined the humans, someone I could not place from the shell’s memories. I quietly passed through the hall, all the humans unaware of my exit. How I pitied them. All of them. This room was not worthy of my presence, even if I were no longer a god king.
I opened the doors and walked outside. There was something in the air, something I couldn’t quite place, but it felt clean, soothing. I could breathe easier. The walls didn’t seem to press as hard when I didn’t see them, but they were still there. I stepped out of the house, enjoying the voice of the wind, ready to set out to find some answers of my own when I herd a noise. Something watching in the distance... My interest was peaked, and my guard was up.
I looked in the mirror, my blue form staring back at me with a face that was not my own. I reeked of humanity. This carcass bound to me now, a part of the once god king. I stared at the strange reflection in the mirror and I could find no solace in it. My face was not my face... I didn’t know what it would say. I turned my visage to that of the shell, Winifred Burkle. There were fragments, electrical spasms channeled into my function system... memories... that still lingered like pitiful echoes of their former selves. I cocked my head to one side. Only an empty shell, nothing there but the echoes of a half-lived life, unfulfilled. 'Be blue...' I closed my eyes for only moment and let my glorious form reign once more. I cocked my head again... 'This reflection would take some getting used to.' I said under my breath and walked off.
I had to leave this place, I needed to explore, to find out if there was anything worth my time. This world was so small, and yet these humans boxed themselves in even smaller rooms, shutting themselves inside. One of them had already left these walls... The boy, Connor. And just like that, someone new had joined the humans, someone I could not place from the shell’s memories. I quietly passed through the hall, all the humans unaware of my exit. How I pitied them. All of them. This room was not worthy of my presence, even if I were no longer a god king.
I opened the doors and walked outside. There was something in the air, something I couldn’t quite place, but it felt clean, soothing. I could breathe easier. The walls didn’t seem to press as hard when I didn’t see them, but they were still there. I stepped out of the house, enjoying the voice of the wind, ready to set out to find some answers of my own when I herd a noise. Something watching in the distance... My interest was peaked, and my guard was up.