Monster

Pulled from my simple life of contentment, laughter, and first love, I was twisted into what I was now. A creature of the night. Bringer of destruction. Lover of darkness. A monster.
I was all this and more, depending on what your definition of a monster was. Webster dictionary defined it as one who deviates from normal or acceptable behavior or character. If that was true, then couldn’t we all be a little bit of a monster?
Hades, Donn, Santa Muerte, Grimm. Throughout the years I had been called many things. All right, but very wrong. I was all of these and none of these at the same time. At one time I was mortal, a girl with a love so fierce I thought nothing could break us. I was wrong. Death could break anybody. My memories of my life before were like distance memories thrown in the ocean of events in my head.
Nothing affected me.
I was Alone.
Except them.
The shadows always my companion. As we walked the road of death and destruction together. Never speaking to one another, just watching and waiting. Staying with my shadows I crept. Their darkness my cover, my protection.
They were my minions, my albatross… My friends.
That is until things began to change and people that we left behind come back. Because even death can’t run from her past.