Chapter 3: Bastard!

As I stepped into the dressing room, I took note of several things. The many different and typically unnatural scents, that came with hints of existing ones but were ever so slightly different you couldn't help but notice it was a scent so uncanny you felt disgusted enough to wretch. pinching my nose and holding a tissue to my mouth I walked towards the back of the room. a woman stood holding a clipboard and a timer. She had a beautiful head of short black with two cute hairclips in either side of her hed. she had gorgeous green eyes forever locked in an ugly scowl that ruined the beauty of her face. wearing the most unprofessional attire, she wore a black tank top that put her naval on full display and a pair of baggy sweatpants. persoanlly I was ashamed of such a unsightly unbecoming display. modesty is an important thing, but this was my best friend's sister and I had to sheathe my quaking for at least a little while.

"Oi Cynthia, have you seen your brother at all?" I asked a hint of worry. In the most serious, dry, and deadpan tone I had become accustomed to she answered without even turning towards me.

"Nope, well not in the Circus at least!"

"Please tell me where?"

"He and the new guy went into town who knows how long they're gonna be gone" Cynthia turned to the clowns in the back of the room and frantically began to shout and rave in Italian at them. with a small bow and a relieved sigh I took my leave with a wave and a thanks. I swore under my breath and exited from the door I had entered.

stepping into the foyer of the massive circus building, with the silence accompying me now, the sublte soft and nealry comforting sounds of pitter pattter against the roof became more audible.

"Those morons will catch a cold" I said grabbing two umbrellas as I stepped through the door. unfurling my umbrella as I stepped on the main street I was gretted by the unfriendly drab, grey moody scenery of the coastal scilian town I caled home.

"Same shit different day" I said to myself, taking mutliples mental notes at all the people. burly fishermen packing fish into crates and putting them onto trucks, tens of trucks arriving once every second as soon as its forebearer departed. A man, wild eyed, flush drunk and reeking of fish and urine approached me. he had a big mustache and beard. balding grey hair and a stained fisherman's uniform. tipping his bottle to me, he spoke aloud.

"Hey, I know you!" He said hic uping comedically like an old disney cartoon

"Oh isn't that nice, would you like an autograph?, I must warn you I am In bit of a rush" He glared at me, he lowered his bottle and reached into his pocket.

"No you're the bastard who killed my wife" he withdrew a pocket knife and lunged at me. in a second blood sprayed into the air.

"Honestly did you think that stupid bullshit would work on me" I chuckled the man in shock, the blade straight through my hand. blood splattered against the ground leaving little petal shaped crimson stains. "I'd recomend if you wish to remain alive, Leave!" The man with the fear of god in his eyes, his mouth went agape and he fled with his tail between his legs. screaming about how I'm not human. I didn't bother to stop him nor chase him, I have an appearance I have to keep you see. Tapping the second umbrella against the ground, the items in the surronding began to float. much like zero gravity. the further I walked, the items, things like unprotected fish, crates, and other such things followed after me like a trail of loyal followers. certainly more relibale than any damned human in this God forsaken town. making a small motion with my hand, the items amassed began to revolve around me like moons or planets to a much larger heavenly body. simply, calmly, and stalkingly hunting the man as he fled, I let him believe he was safe. He suddenly stopped and caught his breath. with a nod of my head, a large piece of rebar shot from my gravity bound bullets. fired off like a round it flew fast. the rebar accomplished its mission. The man yelped in pain, the rebar piercing through his side. he fell to the rain soaked concrete like a sack of bricks. He huffed and puffed trying to get back to his feet. his blood ran down the street mixing with the water as it flowed.

"My my, talk about an accident? do you need any help?" I asked standing over the man with a demonic grin. The man looked up at me, a fearful expression washed over his face as tears welled in his eyes.

"Y-You?!" he muttered weakly whimpering like a child caught doing the wrong thing. "W-What are you?" He asked his lip quivering as he tried his best to back away from me.

"My what a rude thing to say to someone who is hear to help you" I said hooking my other Umbrella to my wrist and extending a hand. as I did the items that trailed behind me fell back to the ground with a loud Thunk.

"S-Stay away from me!" He said in an afraid tone. His body moving purely out of instinct to perserve his life. Pitiful truly pitiful that such genius instincts hand designed by the creator were being wasted by such a lowly human piece of garbage, closer than an animal than a man I watched him squirm on the ground. Such a filthy lowlife garbage human being wasting the precious time of my day just for me to end of staining my gloves, truly disgusting. I felt a darkness bubble inside of me. a hatred I hadn't felt in years. I outstreached my hand and pulled the man to his feet.

"Come let's get you some help!" I said forcing the man to walk in his weak state. dragging him into an alley off to the side, I felt all my dark desiers build and boil. I slammed the man's face into the brickwall in the alley. His nose broken gushed wiht copius amounts of blood. he whimpered begging to some deity to save him. kicking him in the adbomen he weakly gasped for air. covered in blood he begged for his life reaching his hand to the sky I stood over him. I observed him like a scientist observing mice. He squirmed and cried out in pain. writing like a worm in the rain. His skin turning pale, clamy and colder as he was slowly dying of blood loss.

"What is your name?" I said squatting down meeting the man's eyes. "I want to forever associate this moment with the worthlessness I see in you"

"D-D-D.....Damien" he said weakly.

"Damien, do you have any children?"

"Yes sir" he said a small tear rolling down his cheek.

"How many?" I said opening my wallet thumbing through the multiple circus tickets I keep to give to those I see in order to incite violence.

"T...Three sir"

"Three children, now I know how many little shits to treat to the circus"

"Y...You're a monster"

Monster such a belitteling term, it tainted my ears like a smell would assault the nose.

"Monster you say? How dare you call me such a dehumanizing term" I shook my head, grinning wider than I have ever before. "Sorry to say, I'm Only Human"