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April 4, 2008

Nascency

I am alone… there is no one left. There had been nights when I prayed for this, the end of this awful town, but now it all seems so unreal. The Devil took them, right from under my eyes. I told them to hide, yes, I told them that it would come to this. They wouldn’t believe me… called me nuts, lunatic, and crazy. Now look at them, they’re all dead. Dead as doornails. Eyes glazed over with the evil blood that once flowed through their veins. It’s no surprise to me why they were not spared. Terrible bunch of people they were, the whole town was corrupt. I didn’t like them, but I had told them about the ambush. I shouldn’t have but I have a heart.

I can see why no one would believe the ravings of an old man, claiming the Devil himself in a small town such as Nascency. But he had risen from Hell, I watched him do this and he spotted me. Instead of running away, I froze as he approached. He did the opposite of what I suspected him to do, he spared my life. But before he left, he said that he would take the souls of the evil that resided in Nascency. I asked why, but he gave me no reason. I don’t think that the Devil really needs a reason anyhow.

On that late Wednesday night, he busted into their homes, ripped children from their tight grasps, spilling the blood of the innocent. I can’t see how children could be evil. He then took no pity on the evildoing parents. I surveyed each of his attacks, sometimes he would only kill them, but others it seemed that he devoured alive. I don’t know how I was able to watch all this with no hint of remorse, but I managed.

When he finished with the lot of them, he approached me once more and offered his thanks. I didn’t know what he meant by this, but all I could do was nod. The sun had begun to rise when his face was clear to me. To my surprise, he did not have the face of a sacrilegious figure. He appeared to be an ordinary man, just a man. This Devil, winked once at me and took his leave, never looking back once at the slaughtered.

That had been over a year ago, and Nascency is still vacant, stained with the blood of its past residents. I never could leave this town, something deep inside possess me to stay, as if I owe it… something. I watch over this place, I keep it safe from the sinners. But the silence had driven me past insanity, my memory is quite indistinct and now I’m not even sure if those events even took place. All I know now is that I am alone and there is no one left.

2 Comments »

  1. A great story. Couldn’t stop reading til the end.

    Comment by jennifer walmsley — April 12, 2008 @ 9:41 am

  2. I agree, very good short story….wouldn’t mind seeing an extended version of this one ;-)

    Comment by wileyran05 — August 19, 2008 @ 11:31 am

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