Who am I?

 

        Now it was time to train harder. The first one was a little rocky so we can’t have that next time. That just doesn't work. I trained super hard for a couple days and rested for one before deciding it was time to follow the next target. I could no longer count them as a person all I could call them was a target detaching myself from them all together. I spent a couple of weeks following the next target because I decided to get more of them than one person at once this time. Four cars equals eight people and I wanted them all at once.  These eight will fall together. They will all fall at once. There will be no one left standing when I'm done. 

       Next on my list were the deputies; they were all partnered together so this would be fast; they always ate lunch at the local dinner. I waited  for them to get out of the dinner once all the cars where on the road I ran out in front of them to make them stop. They crashed into one another and that wasn’t enough for me. I threw fireballs at every car until they were all in flames. Someone saw me this time. It was reported and on the news, fear started spreading through the streets of this little town of ours in Texas. This time when I ran I was leaving a trail of fire behind me. I knew I couldn’t go home. I staked out my next target, the doctors at the hospital, that told me I should be honored that  he wanted me. They didn’t seem scared at all. Did they not get my note I left for them telling I was coming for them next? I have learned how not to make a single sound. I was walking through the trees around our hospital dropping right behind one of the doctors. I chuckled in my head as there was no escape. I let myself glow bright so he would turn around. As soon as he turned toward me I set my hands on fire and touched his stomach. Each layer of clothes he shed I touch the next leaving burns every time. I looked at him and told him this was his warning and left. The doctors that helped him cover it up found him and surrounded him in the emergency room. They said they could deal with me easy. They drenched me in water when I got in the room so now steam filled the air. Just as with the targets they were all ignited and engulfed with flames within seconds. The note I had left them was the only thing left untouched by fire as it floated to the floor. 

     It’s been so long since I have had company that my heart is almost Ice cold. I have started going out at night looking for people doing bad things while I practice before finishing my list. A stranger came into town and tried to force this young girl to please him. I was so angry upon seeing this I was going to take my time. I grabbed him and yanked him hard off of her. I burned his arm where I grabbed him and shoved him into the dumpster nearby. I was so angry that I wanted him to hurt himself. I ordered him to take his own belt and choke himself and he did it. Before I knew it he was dead. I was shocked he actually obeyed my command. Am I just becoming a cold blooded killer? Should I feel bad that he obeyed my command without hesitation? I don't understand what's happening to me. I'm changing so much. I had always said I would never let Steven change me yet here I stand a different person all together. He won!! In the end I let him win and now I will never bee the same misunderstood kid. I don't even see myself as a kid anymore anyhow..So does it matter? We all change at some point right? I'm just changing into something, no someone way more powerful. But would I become a monster in the process of getting my revenge? Am I already a monster? I don't care if I am they will pay for what they have done. I will never regret fighting back or taking charge and purging this town of these awful people.  I went home and stayed a couple of days as I had exhausted myself. I got a message from Jay asking me to stop this, this isn’t who I was. I responded, “Jaylor you left me all alone why do you care? It’s not like you stayed to help me settle this before I lost it. Don't  pretend to care now. You didn’t take me away from the situation I was in. I thought you saw me like a little sister and you didn’t help me.” I made a doll from the plants and trees so I could practice fighting. I know I was harsh on Jay, but I didn’t hear back and needed to take my anger out on something. I packed my things as I was leaving the treehouse. There was nothing left here for me. They abandoned me and haven’t been back since school started. In fact I only received the one message and the ride the first of school. There was no food left seeming how no one had returned to the treehouse. I was going to rest tonight and leave first thing in the morning. Daylight has now  arrived so I grabbed my bag and left. I headed for the deep woods and no one ever goes there. Zoey arrived at the treehouse right after I got into the edge of the woods just on the other side of the garden. I watched her enter without saying a word or even trying to communicate . There was no service in the woods so she wouldn’t be able to call me and I was fine with that. I could see Zoey was crying when she came out and made a phone call to someone. I slipped deep into the woods and didn’t turn back. Jay has looked down at his phone reading and rereading Violets message, stunned and in complete shock, thinking to himself am I only the brother she never had to her. Can she not see how I feel about her? Making himself more depressed and feeing more guilty for not returning to her in the treehouse. His heart felt as if there was a whole in it from being apart from Violet to so long. He knew he needed to get back to her. He had to. He had to be with her. He had to confess his true feelings right away. He needed to hold her in his arms and tell her it would all be okay. That no matter what he would always love her. He needed to get to her before she completely lost herself if she hadn't already. He could only hope he didn't wait to long. He wondered if it would even matter now to her. Would she take how he felt in? Would she listen to what he had to say? Would she understand how much he loves her? That he will do anything for her and to protect her? Will it all be in vain? It didn't matter he had to get to her and tell her. He can't live with himself anymore. The truth has to come out. His heart is to heavy without her there. There is a big hole where happiness use to sit. He misses her smile and the warmth in her caring gestures. He only blames himself for the way he feels and how far she has gone. He can't help but wonder if he stuck around if maybe just maybe she would have chosen a different path. Could he have helped her stay true to her kind gentle self? Can he save her from complete self destruction? He has to find out he loves her to much to let her go. She can't fall any further he will never forgive himself.