Blue

It started with pain.

It wasn't that kind of whipping, bloody pain. No, they were the ones that were more popular in fictional books. The kind where you'd have a monstrous scream and a gory scene. But, honestly, contrary to much expectations, it was hardly any of that. It was more of a gnawing, cold pain. Prickly to the bones, numbing to the skin, but otherwise, it was not visually difficult.

It didn't hurt as much as you'd imagine, perhaps, because it was not you who experienced it, but, still, it was fine.

She breathed in an out, trying to get used to the feeling of the raw coldness on her pale skin. It was not an easy feat. No, but for a monster like her, it was nothing she couldn't bare. After a moment, it vanished. It was a mere fleet of a second, but it was there. It was possible.

She wondered about the numbers It was really strange, how they worked. Perhaps because she was locked up in that animal cage for more than a decade. Still, because of them, she was different. It's strange, how she appreciated the pain they caused on her. But as they say, no pain, no gain. She was has to deal with the aftershocks.

Even though she was raised as a monster, she never lost her humane manners. After all, she was a well-mannered young lass. And she would return every single bit of pain they gifted her. But, she was not in a hurry. Planning takes time, and she wanted to have a good show.

After all, it is a must for a villian to have a grand entrance, is it not?