Here's the second chapter of The Narrow Path. please read and review! ~Essence

Unwelcome

September 17, 2109

The instant I return I feel cold. Not cold from a chill, but a cold deep inside that comes with the presence of evil. It's everywhere; surrounding me, trying to bring me down. I can't let it. I'm on a mission, and I can't fail. I hold onto the memory of my place of serenity and I carry on. I will not fail.

There is a girl that I have watched for some time now. She is swimming in the darkness like all the others, but there's something different about her. I do not feel so cold in her presence, like there is hope in her yet. I have not spoken to her, but I've heard her voice. It is not tainted with hate like so many others. She is one who can be saved, of this I am certain. I go now to meet her. My mission begins.

As I go I can feel piercing stares on my back. The people don't want me here in their place, disturbing their own immorality. It never made since to me why someone would choose to dwell in darkness when there is light, but that's only another reason why I am no long one of them. It is tempting sometimes, to turn away and be accepted. Yet I refrain from doing so. I fear that if I stray from my path, I shall not find it again. I carry on.

Hatred is not new to me. I do not hate, but others hate me. It is strange, for what have I ever done but try to help them; save them from the depths they've fallen to. You might think they'd thank me. But no, they spit in my face and call me things I dare not write. It saddens me really, to see how hate corrupts; turning beauty into malice. There is too much of it here. I am their enemy; I am darkness' enemy. I try to show compassion, love, understanding, but they push me away. I will not be discouraged, though. Since the moment I began to serve light, the world became enemy. Still, it was a worthy trade; one I will not go back on.

There are few of my kind left and we are far between. I cannot go to them for comfort, for I know not where they are. I have to turn to my Master for whatever I need. I am grateful for his lasting presence, but I still long for voice of a human to speak to me, tell me that it's going to work out in the end. Perhaps that is a blessing I will be given later on, but for now I walk the dark paths with only the light in my heart for company.

As I meet with the girl she is afraid of me. She fears what I might do to her; why I know so much about her. Her heart is like an open book to me. I can feel every desire; every pain and every fear. There is no hatred, only confusion and an ill mind willing to accept healing. She is special, that much is certain. I asked her for her name. I found it surprising that she is called Hope. There are few with such noble names now-a-days. I did not ask her much, but I know that if there is only one person I was meant to lead, it is she.

There are few like Hope, but they do exist. They are who my brethren and I are meant to find. We are often hindered, but nothing that our Master wants done will remain undone. Despite the jeers and curses aimed at us, we keep walking, one step after the other. There is no time for retaliation, not yet…but a time will come when our Master's wrath will pour forth. I don't know how long I'll stay in this world, but it truly matters not to me. There is a greater existence beyond, but for now I wait here, solitary and oppressed, but never alone. I am and remain unwelcome.