Post by Deleted on Jul 10, 2013 11:08:12 GMT
"Chaos. It's simply a word to some. Anarchy. Another word that holds little meaning to those who don't understand it's power."
A cluster of long platinum blonde hair covers his face. his hands are pale white. Almost that of death, he rubs them together as the screen shakes and then blood covers those hands. Then just as quickly the blood is gone.
"I tried. I really did. I wanted to be normal. To live a happy life. To just be real. I got a job. Loved a woman, wanted marriage. My upbringing and my father became a distant memory. My siblings, their thoughts and pasts no longer meant a damn thing to me. The man who made me what I was, he was dead....buried....gone.....his philosophies on life and death no longer mattered...."
We see his eyes, dark and uncaring. No emotion in them. His hair flows to his shoulder. He turns and gets to his feet. A tight fitting leather jacket over his athletic looking upper body.
"I wanted children. I wanted to know what it was like to be a father. A good father. But as I thought about it her returned. I looked in the mirror and saw him. I heard his voice......his voice....why did I hear his voice?...."
"WHY DID I HEAR HIS VOICE?......IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED?!"
He screams, he falls to his knees, his hands over his face.
"I gave it all up. I walked away because my family. My friends. The woman I love. They cannot follow me in this, They cannot understand why I need to do this. His voice echoes inside my head. I can't get rid of it........And the anarchy I will bring, will make the heavens weep tears of blood....."