The anger within
ill try my hand at another story. noone seemed to like my first so hopefully this one is better. x3
Rage. It had been pure rage that I felt. I stared down at my left arm unsure exactly what i had done or what had happened. Within minutes i had fought and severly injured those around me. It was evident that someone had put up a fight. I moved my right hand over and covered the wound that warm fluid dripped from. The proverbial shit had hit the fan. I hadn't meant for everything to lead to this outcome but in trying to avoid it the exact thing had come to pass. i growled slightly and clenched my wound, my teeth grinding a bit from the pain and anger that mixed into a unfamiliar feeling, forcing my body to feel alien, as if it was changing. My normal sight was slowly being replaced by a shade of red that could be considered blood. Everything started to fade as the pain came on from what felt like severe changes being done to what was once my body. Rage changed everything. I had worked so hard to control that rage and yet one night was all it took for it all to amount to nothing. I thought back to what had lead to this event.
I sighed a little. tuesday. One day from monday and only the second day in the long week ahead. sometimes i wished time would fly by and i would be able to hurry up and get older. being in my early twenties wasnt bad but it still left alot of room to grow and mature into the adult that most considered me to be. I had always tried to live up to everyones expectations. Always tried to be the "Nice guy" i scoffed at the thought as i spoke the words aloud "Nice guy." it was a odd thing to call me considering that i was always considered the yang to my older brothers ying. so much alike in alot of aspects yet so different that sometimes it was a scary thought to think we came from the same mother, let alone the same family. I shivered as a gentle, cold, breeze blew across my body. The grass was on the verge of dying like it always did close to winter. Despite its close death the grass was actually soft to lay on. I had come to this spot often for time to think and time to be alone. I couldnt always handle being around "normal" people it always felt like being crowded and at some times i could have swore that i could hear their thoughts.. i scoffed again at the thought of the word normal. normal could mean anything yet nothing. normal was a title some gave to someone else. I shook my head, trying to get the thought from my mind for now and instead went to my perticular task and reason why i was here near dusk. Rumor went around town that you could hear a wolf howl from this park. Noone really knew if it was a real wolf or if it was just a husky or some natural occurance that was caused by montana's odd weather patterns. i shrugged at the thought, answering the question for myself. i had always loved the outdoors and given the chance i would try to howl back. It did give me something to do since i hadnt been able to drawn for quite a while and had no actual physical friends to hang out with. When the sun finally vanished beneath the horizon i was left with a cold chill and a urge to head home. the stars where out in force but aside from that the sky was empty. no clouds. no moon. no planes or bats. just stars. i got up and walked to the bandstand that was on the otherside of the park a thought running through my mind, "If people have a rumor like that running around would be a waste to dissapoint." after reaching the bandstand i looked around to make sure noone was around. thankfully the park was almost always empty after dark, ever since the howling rumor had started. i closed my eyes and thought about how a wolf's howl sounded, i than imagined a full, yellow, moon in my mind and took in a deep breath. letting it out slowly i howled as loud as my vocal cords would allow. i didnt know if it would sound any good or even if it sounded right but after i finished i started to leave the park a small smirk on my face "It'll give em something to talk about. too bad i couldnt hear the real thing."
It was finally wednesday. Although uneventful the day went by quietly and quickly. At least that is what i had planned on telling myself. I was shocked to get online and check out youtube, i listened to music there sometimes, and found a video there. amazingly someone had uploaded a video from where i lived. not only that but they had caught a video of someone howling. It didn't take too long before i realized that i had stopped breathing, that or my heart had skipped a beat or two. a feeling in the pit of my stomache got stronger as i read the comments there. a few werewolf enthusiasts saying that it was almost great proof that werewolves exist. other saying the howl was awesome. there where even a few saying that they would hunt down the one howling and kill them just to be certain it wasnt a werewolf. i wasnt sure if i was more embarrased or shocked. just the thought of the comments and the fact that someone had actually been there and caught me on video howling for the first time. I sighed to myself and closed out of the page, gathered my stuff, than left the library. Why did stuff like this always happen to me? i couldnt answer my question but i came up with the thought that i was cursed.
It was saturday night before i had decided to go out again. The past few days had given me plenty of time to think over this peticular problem and try to come up with a solution. Just the other day i had walked past the park and saw a few cars there. while that wasnt abnormal some of the cars where still there, even after the sun had gone down. A voice in the back of my head told me to stay clear of the park but my curiosity was perked and i wanted to see what would happen. I stayed in the dark, glad to be gifted with a slight ability to see in the dark. the closer i got to the bandstand the stronger the feeling of danger and being watched got. By the time i had actually reached the bandstand i hadn't realized that i was being followed, though my nerves where on edge and i was a bit jumpy.
The first thing i noticed once i reached the top of the bandstand and stood on the stage was the fact that the street light that normally lit the park at night was off. It was curious to see that but i shrugged it from my mind. The second thing i noticed was that it was quiet. normally there would be bats or some other kind of critters around, i had seen a fox once near the park but it was probably long gone. the final thing i noticed was that there was no moon again, at least not from what i could tell. there were too many clouds in the sky and for the moment the chill in the air and the color of the clouds, when the lights from town shined off them, made it seem like it would rain. At first i felt that i could relax. I didn't feel like i had earlier. being outside calmed my nerves and my mind alot. It wasnt till a bit later that i realized that i should have heeded my little voice. It happened faster than i realized. Someone yelled out than the cars in the lot turned on their headlights. the sudden change in ambiance nearly blinded me. i raised my hand to try and blot out the light. not long after raising my hand did i suddenly get pushed. i hit the ground, letting myself fall since i had long since learned that trying to stop yourself from falling by placing your hands under yourself was bad and could injure your arms. When my eyes finally adjusted to the point that i could open them i looked up to see a male standing over me. i heard other voices and figured there where about four others with this male. I was about to get up when i was forcibly pulled from the ground and picked up, the first thing i saw was a fist coming for my face. i didnt have time to react and was sent reeling from the hard punch. all i could do was fall, after which, i held my face with my right hand. a sudden anger started to boil within me. it drowning out the pain. a thought of my brother telling me that i needed to control my anger, a odd kind of fear in his eyes at the mention of my anger, came to mind and i tried to use the calming techniques i had learned. controlled breathing followed by a understanding and forgivness. anger was a bad reason to lash out and those who did so where more often not in control of their actions. i used that as grounds to pick myself up and look at the male with a calmness. the male stared at me before yelling to the others behind me "Seems we have a live one. He might just be what we are looking for." i puffed my chest and clenched my fists to the point that i could hear the knuckles pop, i continued to stare at the male as i talked "What gives you the right to attack me without provacation?" the male seemed shocked for a moment before grinning and leanning close "I don't need a reason to attack you other than the fact that you are at a park after dark. who knows what you where doing out here. the only thing i can come up with is that you are doing something....suspicious." i glared at him and clenched my fists again, resisting the urge to hit him back. i just shook my head and turned around, jumped off the stage and started walking to a different area of the park. i didnt have to put up with this bullshit. there was plenty of park to go to. before i could get more than ten feet from the bandstand i heard hurried footsteps followed by a sudden sharp pain to my lower back, i cursed to myself wondering why my senses and agility where lacking so badly. i feel to my knees and placed my hands on the ground in front of myself. the pain wasnt what bothered me. it was the fact that i was attacked again while my back was turned. i heard myself growl and felt my anger start to rise.
I thought over the event in my mind. they had attacked me without reason. they had done it twice while my back was turned. cowards was the only thing to come to mind. i could feel my anger rising. i clenched my teeth and grabbed some of the ground beneath me. i didnt even realize that they where taunting me. why where they doing this was the one thought in my mind. that was soon followed by the calmness that they would leave me alone after a while. that was quickly quelled by one of the males making a comment that sent my anger past the boiling point "So, if this is the little werewolf what do you think spawned him? The bitch of a mother or the." thats as far as he got before my anger exploded. i remembered the strength that poured from my anger, the urge to hurt those who couldnt leave well enough alone. i blanked out for a brief moment and was left standing there clutching my arm in my hand. I briefly heard one of the males asking for help over some kind of radio. I walked to him and crushed the radio beneath my right foot before kicking him. It wasnt long before i heard cars coming. Trying to calm myself wasnt going to help. pain and rage mixed together to form a fuel that burned hot. my mind was assaulted with a long forgotten feeling. a feeling of primal, yet feral, instinct. they wanted to hurt me. they had insulted myself and my mother. they wouldnt get away with anything. I would do to them tenfold what they had done to me. my anger continued to boil as i worked myself into a frenzy. i heard cars stop and than heard footsteps. a sudden jolt of pain to my side shot me from my thoughts and forced me to grin, my teeth bared. a dark ,yet deep laugh, starting to eminate from somewhere. it didnt take long to realize that it was coming from me. at first the thought scared me but then i felt the fear from those around me and enjoyed it. the strength that grew from my anger was awesome and intoxicating. i let my mind touch the dark spot that the strength came from and i felt myself start to change. the laughing continuing as someone hit me telling me to stop. my body felt alien now, i was just a observer though i could feel my muscles tighten, my teeth feel like they where growing, an odd itch assailed my body as i felt hair growing. the last thing i remembered as the darkness started to envelope my mind was staring up at the sky, seeing part of a white moon. that was than followed by a deep and long howl that pierced the night and rung in my ears long after it stopped and everything had faded.
more to come? part of a longer story? dont know. just something ive thought up and put into a first person for fun. i suppose if enough people like this ill make a continuation and make it deeper