17 June 2012
Energy takes over, my common sense giving into the light. I watch the man writhing in agony on the floor, blue flames lapping at his body. My eyes glow, cornflower blue iris' shifting to white spheres of light. The room buzzes with an unexplainable electricity and my blonde curls float around my head, demon tendrils, ready to strike. The man whimpers and I smile, a wicked, devilish smile. I stalk out of the lab, eyes ablaze and heart singing. I am free. A scientist exits a room, then screams as she sees me. A simple flick of the wrist and she is burning on the floor, flames dancing around her, engulfing her soul. People approach me, try to stop me, try to contain the light. Their efforts are in vain, nothing can destroy a star. Nothing. Sisters of the sky, we are strong and have powers that humans wouldn't dare to dream of. We are stars, alive and free, powerful yet trapped on this... Sickening world. We give them life, and they abuse it, killing their brothers, building on habitat, polluting the atmosphere. Now, they will pay. As I reach the entrance, I look back. The corridor is ablaze with blue fire, screams echo from the rooms. A man waves at me for help. Overwhelmed with anger, heart cold, I turn around, and leave him to die.
I awake in a forest, skin pale and eyes wide. My powers... They have come back. My hair is no longer blonde, it is silver, swirling around my head. I emit a soft glow and the air around me fizzes, alive with celestial energy. A wolf approaches, wary. I beckon it over, smiling for the first time in a while. Now I am free, the scientists won't come back any more, they are gone, united with lost loved ones. Realisation hits me. I killed people, innocent people, that didn't deserve to die. They were only doing what they thought best. Crystalline tears fall, solidifying into glowing gems, changing colour gently. The wolf watches me, curiously, head tilted to one side. It comes closer, resting it's head on my lap. I reach out and stroke it's fur. It's soft and silky, a rich blanket of warmth. Exhausted, I lay down, head next to the sleeping wolf, and cry myself to sleep.
Any suggestions for the next part? I haven't got a clue!
Star Part 4 • Opuss № I