Animal Instincts [ open ]

[Shadow Man]

Shadow walked though the dark halls unseen by the many children running around in a frolic. He scoffed at the as he ran his fingers through his hair. He was disgusted by it, but it took the tolerance to get the prize. The blood shed and hate still lingered here, so he ignored the various annoyances. His eyes shifted around as he saw one of the children sitting on the floor crying. He grinned looking down at her as she eyed a small boy. Shadow looked at a doll next to her.. ruined. He knew what had happened the toy. The typical little boy sort of thing to destory a little girls doll.. However, nothing here was typical, so he figured he could have some fun. He knelt down next to the little girl and whispered softly in her ear. "He did it on purpose, didn't he? A naughty child... Just like the naughty adults. He is just as evil isn't he?.. Just look at your little dolly.." The little girl looked down a feel tears still in her eyes, sniffling.

"Awee.. hush now little one. We won't let the mean boy hurt anyone anymore.. now, will we?" The little girl stared at the doll, slowly getting a look of hatred on her face. "Yes, my dear. He's evil. What do we do about this?.." The little girl looked up with a face of pure hatred. She quickly leaped to her feet, and screamed as she ran at the boy. She grabbed the boys head hitting it into the wall a few times before he whipped around and stuck her hard. A few children crowded them rooting them on as the two brutely faught. Shadow's face stayed blank as he watched over them. "Fight back.. End them.." He sent to the two fighting as they continued to brutally attack one another. A small laugh escaped his lips as he remained unseen in the room.

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[Elizabeth Everington]

Oh young children. They were so full of rage and violence. It was really quiet shocking, no, disturbing to think that such a young being could be capable of tearing the flesh from another human being. Come on, the little girl was ripping a chunk of skin and muscle from the little boy’s arm, not cutting, ripping. Although, it was understandable considering that he had probably removed a significant portion of her scalp along with the hair he had tore out. Oh young children.

Had I been that violent when I was young? No, I am sure that I wasn’t. I never had enough social interaction to even have violent feelings towards another person, let alone feeling. My, my, people really are ridiculous. No wonder I don’t like them. Elizabeth thought, then realized that she was now staring at the rotting floor from where she stood by the walls, alone of course. She looked away slowly, back at the children, the girl now straddling the boy and trying to pulverize his face with her fist. The boy was doing a pretty good job too though, he appeared to have seriously injured her eye. If she even had one left. Gosh. Doctor will have a rough time patching these two up, if either of them survives. Just wait until these two hit puberty. The very thought scared Elizabeth.

The presence of shadows seemed to be very strong that day. It was the shadow man who often caused ‘little’ ‘disputes’ (a better name would probably savage carnage), messing with the minds of the weak. Elizabeth tossed her blonde hair aside out of her eyes, and mildly considered separating the two, after all, they were so small that they would barely be able to scratch her. Although, the hatred in their eyes did cause Elizabeth to decide against helping them, after all, small as they were, they had lost all humanity and reason.

Or had they? Had they really lost humanity? Maybe this was true human nature, and they had discarded the false sense of what idealists deem ‘humane’. No, Elizabeth would just watch and see how this situation would play out. After all, this could end up being… fun. Elizabeth turned her attention to a pretty little broken doll cast aside on the floor, presumably where the young girl had through it. She took the broken toy in her hands and ran her fingers over the soft fabric of the dress. She whispered, voice low and emotionless. "Looks like your owner is going to end up just like you..."