******************** They treat Us like dirt. Not Us, Them, the Others. Turns out after all these years, I'm one of the Bringers. The Light Bringers. Their duty is to protect. Protect what? We don't know. Now they realise I'm one of their powerful leaders. Queen of Aliscah. A capital city. Fuelled by hatred and mistreatment of the past I can't help but want to bring the bringers of our misery to their knees. But as I learned the truth of the past I realise it's a bit more complicated than that. It's always more complicated. ******************** The soldier shoved me to the side. I reached for Den but he was being dragged to the General. What Den had done was wrong, but it was right. He stood up for us. For me. We all would know the price of this. But yet my heart beated wildly in my chest. I stood up, my vision blurring. No... no this can't be happening. I stumble over to them, the soldier who earlier pushed me grabbed a hold of my neck and shoved me to the ground. I couldn't move, the grip was painful. One wrong move and it could kill a weakling like me. An Other, an outsider. A different rank, lower, much lower. My vision blurred again and I searched desperately for Den. He called out my name as I found him. The General unsheathed his sword. I cried out a plea. A line of pleas. Not Den. Not my Den. Too many people of our kind had been killed over minor things. It was unfair, unjust, ruthless and cruel. These people surely did not have a soul. Anger rose in me, filling my body, shaking with rage. And as the blade finished its slice through the neck of my love, I lost control completely. And let the monster inside form. ********************