Revenge

I am the calamity
I am the one you all fear
And I am the end of you.

I began life as any other mortal would,
Working my way through the years of education,
Shunned by my fellow man.
I was the one they targeted,
I was the one they used to make themselves feel better,
And I was the one who endured the pain of humiliation and ridicule.
But slowly... Things began to change,
A darkness within me gained strength,
And features I didn't know I had, began to show.
My eyes took on a hidden depth, one that showed the very affliction within me,
My teeth changed shape, elongating and becoming razors to tear flesh,
And a thirst came, one for blood, suffering but also for merging.
A power was now ultimated and could never been undone,
Bones would become dust under my hand,
And my throat would taste the sweet revenge on the pitiful earth born.
The people of this town never foreseen what devastation lay in their midst,
Now they walk under a scarlet sky,
While their streets house a crimson river.
I'll never forget my first fatality,
The weakest of the group that considered me to be their prey,
Her head delivered to the leader of the pack.
The satisfaction of the look of terror in her eyes,
The realization of who I was,
And the stifled scream as I drained the life from her neck.
It's now that infamous leader that I stalk,
For her time has come,
And she will now feel, the bitterness of vengeance.
The moon shines bright in the midnight sky,
The townspeople placidly going about their business,
Their eyes darting around the rooftops hoping to spot the terror that waits in the dark.
Then she appears, the worst of the all in my adolescent years,
She told me she was my friend,
But instead bullied me, took my money, and caused me to break.
She still defies me and walks confidently towards her home,
As she turns onto her silent street,
I drift with the shadows, and pull her into a nearby lane.
The night shade conceals me as she looks to make her plea,
But before the words leave her mouth,
The blades in the holsters around my thighs pierce the flesh of her shoulders.
My precision is unfathomable as the silver slices through her ligaments,
She hangs suspended from the wall unable to move,
And if she attempts to, she only causes herself more pain.
She cries out in deplorable protest as to why I do this,
Poor little creature, so hard done to,
And with that, I step out of the veil around me and make my presence known.
I never knew eyes could widen so much, such a delightful sight,
And with a voice as smooth as silk,
I explain that her end is nigh and more than well deserved, for I will have no mercy.
I take two more blades and pin her arms by her waist side,
How I will enjoy watching the blood slowly drain from her body,
I lean over the hollow of her inner elbow and pierce it with my teeth,
Then drag them down ripping the artery as I do.
That wonderful life giving fluid, my sustenance, begins to flow down her skin,
Ah I came prepared, as I hold out a wine glass and collect the remnants from her fingertips,
Mmmm... The added flavor of fear makes it all the more delicious.
I sit for hours refilling my glass and tasting the delectable produce from her veins,
Then I tell her that she will set an example for the townspeople,
I will always need to feed, but will show restraint to the decent,
But if any waver to her ways, they will meet the same grizzly end as her.
My favourite samurai sword appears from my back,
And with one swift mover,
Her head departs from her body.
It now resides at the top of the steeple of the church,
A reminder to those who follow in her footsteps,
I am judgement and I am the reaper herself.