On Dragon Wings

~Monster, murderer, psycho, freak..~
So many names I've been given.
But I never asked to become this... This freak. I never asked for any
of
this...
~I hope you die, you deserve to die for what you've done and what you
will do.~
I've already tried doing that though.
Slitting my wrist over and over at the age of 12 did nothing but leave
horrible scars.
Nothing. I would wake up, drained and weak.
I broke my neck when I was 17 and before I knew it the bones would
shift
back together.
I hate the scars, no matter what I do, they're always there,
reminding
me. I don't get scars anymore ever since my 19th year my regeneration
became stronger and faster.

~You can't be trusted, no one will ever, no one will love you... Not
even her...~
Ok... So maybe I did kill people, hundreds of them... But there is one
that I didn't kill.
Mother...
They blamed it on me, even my own Father. The man who used to say he
loved me, who taught me everything...
He came to me the day after I changed, nearly killed me, riped my wings
from my back and left me to lie there in my own blood...
Yes, I had wings, long wings covered in black and gold scales.
They were hideous but beautiful, they were the only things I liked...
Why couldn't he have taken my tail.
~He left because of you, you gave him a bad name...~
The whole village looked at me with disgust. I couldn't go back to
school. I lost all my friends. The parents would spread evil rumor
about
me to their children
~How could you do such a horrible thing?!~
The only thing that keeps me going, keeps me pushing forward, keeps me
fighting.
Is the thought and reminder that the killer of my Mother is alive and
out there somewhere.

*clang!*
The cell door slammed open, a heavy armed guard walked into my cell.
He sneered down at me, mumbling hateful words as he set my food down on
the small metal table next to my bed.
I watched him closely, hoping for him to slip up, maybe I could find
some chance of escaping. He stepped to my left, my bad side. I had to
tilt my head to see him better.
You see, my left eye was damaged and now useless.
I hated that he and the other's knew I was half blind...
I lost my eye when It all started, I was very young, almost nine. It
was
before I had the power to reconstruct my body parts.

I was sitting in my room on my bed with Mom and my older brother, we
were listening to her sing.
She held me tightly in her arms. Long thin fingers going through my
raven black hair.
I loved her voice, it was like listening to a chorus of Angels.
Then, there was this, this demonic like voice in my head. The same
voice
I heard in the cave.
Calling me. Demanding with the strong desire for blood. No, I didn't
want that, I couldn't have that.
Suddenly my hands were in pain, they were twitching, bones started
snapping out of place then back in place. Shifting and growing.
The skin of my finger split up to my knuckles.
I screamed at the top of my lungs, crying out as I watched in horror.
Mother screamed for help and my brother grabbed me, pulling me away
from
Mother. We fell hard to the floor, brother struggled to keep my
thrashing body under control.
I heard my Father run into the room and called Mother to his side, he
held her tight and close, they watched as long black claws grew from my
fingernails and large black wings push through the skin of my back,
stretching out elegantly.
I was now covered in my own dark blood, slowly I looked up to my
brother
holding my hands out to him.
He dropped me and backed away towards Mother and Father shaking his
head, I looked to Mother who held her hands out to me. She was calling
me, I had to get to her.
I crawled to my knees I tried to reach her. Then a thin scaled tail
shot
out from my lower spine. I was unable to control it, I watched it
thrash
against my bloody legs then tighten around my waist.
I tried to stand up, but my legs gave way to the numbing pain and I
fell
on my back.
As I laid there withering in pain, calling for my Mother. The voice in
my head grew louder and louder.
I thought my mind was going to snap in two.
She wanted to hold me, but my Brother and Father stopped her.
~Don't, he's possessed, he'll hurt you!~
My left eye started to throb and my vision from that eye became
blurred.
I felt around my eye, there was smooth scales growing and covering the
skin.
No, I didn't want this. Why was this happening.
I freaked out... No I flipped.
I clawed at my eye, I clawed like no tomorrow. I was tearing the skin
apart, I could feel the warm blood roll down my cheeks.
I didn't care if it hurt, I wanted it gone.
My Mother started screaming even louder. "He's hurting! He's
hurting
himself! Please I have to help him!"

She shoved them away and ran to my side, wrapping her arms around my
arms, keeping my hands away from my face.
My wings and tail were beating against her stomach and chest, I was
bucking wild.
I was to scared to think. I didn't know who was holding me.
I didn't want to open my eyes, I didn't want to see what was happening
anymore.
I threw my head back against her shoulder, crying out loudly.
I tried to still my screaming but then it felt as if my teeth were
moving. Suddenly two long fangs pushed out my old teeth ripping apart
my
gums. I screamed louder and bit down on my Mothers shoulder. Her blood
slowly filled my mouth.
I was choking on her blood, I was choking on my blood, I was dizzy, my
head was pounding from the voice in my head.
I could hear her crying...
I was sick, I wanted to throw up...
Then everything went quiet...
To be continue