The first time I met Professor shade was the day I was to start working as her TA (teachers assistant). She was pleasant and beautiful. Cleanly directing the conversation and making me none-the-wiser to her manipulations.
I wish I had know, instinctively, that she was a predator. But unlike the lambs and deer who know they're prey, I didn't. I was the dog. An unsuspecting and loyal creature happy to do whatever you want and take any pain for just a sliver of your love.
I walked straight to my death. With a fucking smile on my face. Because she wasn't a predator to me. She was my friend. And now I'm this…monster that attacks it's best friends and random girls in Irish bars.
God, what has become of me?
Maybe I should let those "hunters" kill me. At the very least, then I wouldn't be drowning in guilt.
At least then I could look into the mirror and see a normal pale boy instead of this sharped edged man-boy with pointed ears and sharp teeth. That was new. And entirely unwelcome.
I was now a predator. Even more so than I was as a omnivorous human. I was no longer the prey.
And I think that's what terrifies me.
The temptation.
To hunt. To feast.
To become what I never was as the prey. As human.
To become a killer.
I'm scared.
And I don't know what to do.
God damned, Ivory Shade.
You've ruined me.