Why am I doing this?
Well... quiet simply... because I'm bored and in the mood to do a ton of first person writing... so here are each one of my main characters, in first person....



Akira (those who have been following my posts should know him pretty well by now)

I remember watching them.... wondering what it was in me they saw..... I was just a naked pile of flesh and bones in a tube of red water... why are they watching me like that?
Specially that one... the one with blue eyes that have a hint of red deep in them.... His skin is pale, sickly pale... like my own.... and his hair is white... not blond... but white... absolutely white.... I want him.... I can feel him, even from in here... his eyes examining my body... He wants me too.... I wonder what he wants, until I realize I want it to...
I want.... I want to watch him scream.... more than any of the others watching me.... I want to watch him scream.... because he looks hard to make bleed.... I'll do it.... I'll manage....
I was wrong....
I've never been so wrong about a person.... He was different.... He didn't fear me.... and his voice was so strong.... and he hit me so hard.... I'd beg....
"More... please.... hit me again.... Cain...." and he'd listen to my whimpers, which would infuriate him... I always infuriated him, but he would hit me again... harder.... and I would taste the blood in my mouth and grin.... I was bleeding again..... I was bleeding again.....
I was bleeding again....
Then I met her.... and she was even more powerful.... She was different than Cain.... she was gentle.... but she had power in her words.... I could feel them.... very few people have power like that.... a power so strong that I can taste it when they speak... and she isn't even trying....
Her... I'll have her.... and I'll take her as my own.... and she'll scream.....
And she'll taste so good.... mmm.... that Chey....
She has no idea what she is..... but Cain will get her to open up... she'll learn....
She'll die... but she'll learn....
It's why he gave her Pegasus.... after all....







Cain (actually... he's the true evil guy in all this, so yes, he's worse than Akira. I also can't do his 1st person because he doesn't really.... think... ever.... he's too busy plotting and using everyone and pretending.... so I'll do a better 3rd person later.)

I don't beg. I refuse to cry, and I feel absolutely nothing.
My mother banned me from heaven and my father expelled me from hell, I'm a monster born of every evil out there; the evil that is true, and the evil that pretends. I gave birth to all of them, and they will all do as I say.... or I'll destroy them... doesn't make a difference to me, they all mean nothing to me if they fail.... even he falls to my knees and begs... he doesn't know it yet... but I love to hear him beg... and one day.... she and I will create a new world together....
...even if I have to destroy her heart to do so...
Forgive me Chey.... but he's been lying this entire time.... that's what I'll tell you in the end anyway....
Do you know who your father is?
Do you know what daddy did?
I'll give you a hint... he's worse than me, and he's the one who did this to you.






Kuro (Cain's first pet, Chey's first love, Akira's first victim; he's only a major character through the beginning, but he later becomes 'possessed' by Alexandros which is when things really get interesting; this 1st person short is of the both of them sharing a mind. Alexandros is in italics)

I'm the only one who will ever love her..... She knows it... I know it....
She hates you.
That's shit and you know it.... she needs me....
You aren't him.
Shut up.... she needs me, and we'll be together, and I will never let anyone touch her.
She doesn't want you. I'd mock you more, but you know, deep down in your heart it's true.
...then I'll kill him....
You'll kill Him? I don't think you're capable of doing that.
....then I'll kill her... and she'll finally see him for what he really is.... and I'll get the final taste of her lips before her body burns with her worthless and empty soul....








Chey (yeah....even though we share the same name I swear I don't try and base her off myself >.> >.> >.>... I don't.... >.>... dammit)

I can't get him out of my head.... his voice still haunts me... that beautiful voice.... it wasn't human... it was far too good to be human.... and the more I think the more I hurt.... everything hurts.... everything burns.... I want to scream... but I know not a sound will come out, because the screaming never escapes my throat.... He won't let me scream... and every time he sees that pain in my face... that pain that just begs to slash my throat open... he'll lightly take my hand, and whisper my name... his voice isn't human...
...Kaito... do you have any idea how much you sound like him?
....do you have any idea how much you look like him?
....You taste like him.... you feel like him..... but I don't want you because you are 'like' him.... I want you... because you're him.... I know it.... I know it... because you told me....

I believe I'm losing myself.... everything that made me what I thought I was.... my flesh burns.... these markings have darkened.... the entire school knows now.... I can't hid them anymore... they look at me funny now... as if they know exactly what it is I don't have a clue on... they whisper behind my back.... but the more I scratch and tear... the more apparent they are...
My throat burns.... and my tongue is raw.... I know what I want... but I refuse to go after it.... Akira, he won't let me go after it....
He can't stop me... I won't let him.... I'll kill him first....
He knows I can too... I've seen it in his face when my entire world is black... I can hear him breathing... and he wants it... he wants me to kill him.... he wants to scream.... he wants to taste me bleed....

I don't know what I am anymore.... I don't know who I've become.... but that's okay.... because I'll always have you.... my Pegasus....






Kaito (So, now the second most major character of the story next to Chey. Kaito is, ~SPOILER~, actually Pegasus' human form; but he has a lot more secrets than just that. I for some reason had the most fun writing this simply because it shows how truly vulnerable he is in his current situation)

I can't tell you a thing.... I want to.... I want you to hear everything.... but I can't speak a word....
I want to hold you, and protect you, and hide you from everything.... but I can't speak a word.... and only because you have a job to do... and I am just here to make sure you survive long enough to get it done....
I don't want you to do it.... please Chey.... please.... please.... please don't do it.... they'll kill you....
Every time I think it I scream..... I have to scream... it hurts too much....
Forgive me... please forgive me and run....
I'd much rather die then let you give yourself for a world that doesn't deserve it...
Don't chose me.... don't chose.... never come to the crossroads.... but I can't stay away from you.....
Not because I don't have a choice... but because I need you....
I need you Chey.... but you'll never know... because I can't tell you.... because I can't let you know... because then you'll ask....
You'll always ask.....
Why.... Why....
because Chey.... I have to be the one.... I have no choice, forgive me.... please, please, forgive me.... or God... please God let me free....
...I have to be the one to kill you....





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What is it that humans truly fear? Lots of supposedly brilliant people have said that the only true fear is fear itself.... I smirk at that.... they've never met me.... they've never even tasted true fear. Hell, they've never even come close.... hell itself couldn't defeat me in the fear produced in those forced to witness it, hell kills far too quickly...
I like to let them simmer and scream... breathe slowly, or else you'll feel your lungs bleed far too soon.... draw it out, I like you face... twisted like that....
I want to kiss those lips... only to feel your bottom lip between my teeth... your flesh is soft, it's no different then biting through bread, only the taste is orgasmic.... that copper sweet flavor of your blood, along with the natural sweetness of the fat from your skin.... mmmm.... I have to be careful to hold myself back, I'm not done with you yet, and you're crying now... God yes....
The more you cry and whimper like that the more I want to taste you.... you're so good.... clinging to me like the worthless puppet you are... nothing more than another toy for me to torture and use as so.... and the more you feel the better you taste. The more you hurt... the better I feel.
I may release your head at this point, pulling at your bloody hair to expose your neck.... Your neck is already covered.... and I kiss it.... I have to kiss it, taste you all over... your heart is racing, I can feel it against my lips... but your body is going cold....
You're worthless to me.... I have to tear one final time into your human flesh, crushing your windpipe between my teeth; the blood is warm here, only slightly coagulated, and it goes down my throat like thick hot chocolate... but it tastes nothing like chocolate... only insanity tastes like chocolate....
But you're weak... and already your body is limp against me.... the screaming didn't last nearly long enough.... you barely keep me amused.... but that's okay, I expect nothing more from a human....
I let your body drop, doing nothing to clean the blood from my face and lips; I have no desire to, you're still sweet after all.... I watch you fall, your body hitting the cold ground hard and limp.... you look so fragile and dead... it sickens me....
You're nothing like her... that woman I crave so deeply... but she isn't human...
I sigh and take a slight step forward.... I want to hear you scream more, but you can't now.... I can only pleasure myself to the sound that comes next...
The night is silent, the air is cold but it doesn't effect my body at all... I'm already cold.
I can feel your head under my shoe now.... you can't scream, you can't fight... but the sound that comes next is just as delicious, and I rarely hear it... not enough... it can only come once... and only if I can control myself.... you would think this only would convince me to control myself better... but why would I do that... screams arouse me so much more....
I step hard and fast, the sound of your skull crushing pushing a moan from my lips as I dig my finger tips into the palms of my hands.
Not nearly as good as screaming... but close enough to hold me over for tonight....
You feel soft and squishy under my foot... and I have a final last perverse thought....
I wonder if you have any idea what you look like now...
I wonder if you love it as much as I....




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