Birth of a Monster
by
Ian R.
 

Sitting on a beach staring off in to the ocean, waves rapping against the sand
Daydreaming and passing the time, He has assembled his thoughts, they are at his command

Staring endlessly into the dark blue abyss, he loses him self in time and soon the dusk approaches
Growing cold and hungry, he begins to shiver, night takes hold like a hunter poaches

Soon his continuous day of thought takes its toll, his eyes become heavy and lies down on the ground
His mind begins to relax to the sound of the crashing water below, dreaming heavily, waiting for dawn to come round

Awakened violent by an unseen force, the man looks in the blackness for an answer to the disturbance
Out of the nothing-ness an animal approaches, suddenly he feels a sharp pain in leg, screaming for an ambulance

Slowly moving down the beach, being dragged by his now throbbing leg, the animal walks closely by
A hooded figure is towing what appears to be a rope attached to his leg, thinking he is safe he begins to sigh

Always watching the animal near by out of the corner of his eye, he tries to sway the attention of the hooded one.
The figure never flinching keeps on barring his load, ignoring the man requests. He keeps on laughing, seeming to have fun.

As they approach, a light in the distance grows near, flicking he knows it must be a fire, He notices a chatter
Grow ever so closer, a crowd of hooded figures descend upon them, one carrying a stick move closer almost like a batter

With a quick thwack, the man lays there unconscious and motionless, a cheer fills the air
They carry his lifeless body to a makeshift alter, they begin to circle around chanting, they begin to stare.

The figure that dragged him to this gathering stands in the center of the circle with his arms raised
Moving closer to the dangling man, he removes his hood to reveal a pale face and eyes that are glazed

Leaning close to him, he begins to smile, several extremely white teeth and baring two fangs in his wicked grin
Moving closer to the man face he shifts his attention to the throbbing vein in his neck, brushing against his chin

Slowly sinking his teeth into the now damp skin, piercing like a knife through butter,
He begins to feed on the nectar of blood, the unconscious man awaken and in the pain begins to stutter.

Thinking quickly the circle glides in closer, as the thirsting figure release his deadly clutch
Blood dripping from the once white teeth, the stricken man passes out again because the pain is too much

After several days the man is filled with life and is awakened in a dark empty room.
Awaking to a new life, he is experiencing new things like a baby leaving the womb.

A new monster now roams the earth, be careful parents, protect your kin
This new creature is hungry for the taste of fresh blood and ready to begin the eternal sin.