Sight

My claws caved at the ground with each bound, lungs filling with intensity and air. Eyes scouring the city for what they craved. My ears alerted me to the roaring of a car engine, allowing my legs to find shelter in a nearby alley. The smell of urine and moss bathed me with the sweet embrace of the night. I felt the sensation of freedom, a surge of power rising through my chest, and I let it loose with a roar.

Feeling safe once more, I crept out of the alley. My alley. Sensing what I desired, I saw it. It walked unaware of my presence, completely oblivious. My fangs showed in the reflection of the street light as I grinned. I let my fury follow It. When It stopped at the step of a door, I let my rage consume me.

My ears couldn't pick up the screaming as I tore out It's throat. My claws ravaged It's flesh, and my fangs cleaved It's bones, with my throat swallowing all the sustenance it could find. The rage inside my chest surged once more, and I let it out with another roar, dispelling rage, fear, and hate. I knew what I was, and I could revel in it.

I heard an odd sound behind me. Caked in blood, I swerved around to find a small child, staring at me. Puzzled by their look, I contemplated why they were not screaming at the sight of me. What could this child be thinking? I allowed my clawed feet to step closer to this wonder. It did not move. Spiraling into confusion, I stepped closer, yet this time breathed onto its face, so they could smell my prey. Still no movement. Enraged by the audacity of this petulant child, I got in close enough to stare into their eyes.

The crystal blue eyes stared back, and despite possible trickery of the light, I could discern my reflection. This child saw only a man, drenched in sweat, not blood. Horrified, I looked back at my prey and saw a boy trying to be a man. Dead, with his blonde hair covering his face, I fought back wanting to scream. I saw the body smiling at me. I turned back to the child, with a deeply confused look, but saw the child had turned into the body I had slain. I could not find the eyes once more, but only the same disturbing smile.

I looked into the palm of my claws to find the answer to my confusion, but saw only flesh. It was then I screamed at my own horror. Screamed at my own realization.