The beast saunters towards my frail figure

Sensing the fear he smells in my blood, he snarls

Razor sharp teeth glint off of the faint light the moon radiates

On my knees I crawl, attempting my escape

I fail of course, the beast has caught me

And now my life is even more endangered

The monster leaps for me

Going for the skin

Intense ripping is all I feel

And then the slow dripping of my crimson blood

I turn my silver eyes on the beast

Anger rips me from the inside

The beast fears for his life

His black blood spills upon my face

A shower of utter vengeance, I think

Weeping comes from his injured form

On my arms and legs, I stand

Embracing the beast inside of me