Chapter One: Horror

I stand alone. I am in the clearing in the middle of what was once a beautiful wooded area, now it is nothing but smoldering ashes devoid of the life that once teemed here. It is now a barren waste.
Tears string my eyes like tiny little blisters, impossible to stop. I try futilely though to brush them away, yet ... this only forces them to fall down my face in tiny little streams.
In my minds eye I can picture the flames licking slowly up the ancient decrepit trees bark, slowly engulfing them in tiny little tongues of fire that slowly grow and grow into massive jets of flame. I can picture it burning everything inside its red hot touch and the soundless shrieks of the woods as they suffer a slow, long painful death.
My body begins to tremble as I imagine the burn of the scolding heat as it viscously prods and pokes deep into the heart of the trees; straight to their kind and pure souls. The explicit pain that the youngest of the trees; the saplings feel as they are attacked by the evil pain of the sadistic flames.

I can feel my body hit the ground of ashes that feels feather light, like the mattress of a bed. My hands clench into fists and grab at the ashes that burnt out a paradise that was once a heaven full of life.
Everything that I knew is gone, only to be replaced by this hellish site of death and decay, my life is gone from here now. All my friends and family that stayed here are gone with the forest, I alone am the survivor and I hate it.
This hellish site will stay with me now and forever and I know it. A strangled shriek of sadness and depression filled with anger so strong it could make hell cringe in fear. That is what escapes from my lips as the tears come flowing in a flood down my face and my vision turns red, red with the blood of my slaughtered home.
I turn in frenzy as I stand. I look around me wildly. Everything is burned and dead. Tonight there will be blood spilt, the blood of the creatures that did this. They will pay with their lives, the humans will die!

Chapter Two: Flight

I flee into the night in search of my prey, once finished I know what I must do and do it I shall. I fly almost as fast as the wind. I can smell the strong stink of the putrid, vile beings that did this to my home. I can smell the stench of their horrid food and drink that make them unreasonable, more so than they already are.
I can hear their loud, obnoxious voices far off in the distance as they laugh and joke about their lives. I can hear the loud booming crash as some fall to the ground and the louder laughter of the rest.
Most of all I can smell the horrific stink of the terrible contraptions that create loud noises as they eat through the forest. I can also smell the weird liquid that sticks to you and causes much harm to the creatures that live here, that horrid liquid that they use to power their contraptions.
It angers me so much; I feel my anger pushing me forwards. It dies to reach my goal quicker and quicker. Usually I am so peaceful but now I am ... I am a monster. I am just like them in a way, I am going to destroy but I am worse than they are.
As I run closer and closer to them I know I am going to shame myself but it will be worth it in a way. I shall have completed myself and become happy, it will not kill me today only them.
A savage grin spreads my face as I relish in the glorious fact that I shall be unstoppable, nothing they shall do will stop me in anyway what so ever. They shall fear me in the last seconds of their miserable lives.

I run faster now, I am nearing them. I can smell it. I bat hanging vines that snake down from the canopy above out of my way as I rush past underneath. I jump over fallen logs and small stones that protrude out of the ground. I leap over a ditch the size of a small ravine and I land with a thud on the other side.
I crush the brambles, thorns and other annoyances out of the way, their thorny spines sticking into my feet as I run. The pain I feel from their thorny spines is so minute I don't register it, just like sticking a thorn into a thick piece of bark. You don't feel it and so I don't register the blood dripping into the forest floor and seeping deep down into its core as I run.
I skid to a halt. They are only ahead; I can have my revenge now.

Chapter Three: Massacre

Slowly I tread towards the humans. I don't wish to draw attention to myself just yet. First I need to watch them to see how they interact. Figure out who's weakest and strongest, the weak will go first. I will make them all suffer as they watch the slaughter of their friends just as I returned to the slaughter of mine and saw through the forest their destruction.
These humans shall pay the price for their thoughtless destruction and the terror they wreak in their chaotic chopping of the forest. I will be the one to make sure that they get what they deserve.
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, friends for friends." I chant just loud enough for the winds to carry my words to them. The humans can't bear to miss the words and the way I spoke them, almost weaving them together, it sounds eerie and the voice of the forest is with me.

The humans react instantly. They freeze and then slow quiet mutterings. I sigh and it carries on the wind. Panic erupts.
The humans are in a frenzy of actions. They run everywhere and begin looking for me. It is amusing but I need to act soon. I look around and locate my entire target ground and in order too that's good.

I launch off towards them and run full speed into the throng of humans. My vision turns a deep crimson red, so red I can't see anything and my mind becomes numb. But I feel my body moving and I am dimly aware of the screams that rip from the humans' throats in a gurgled mess that chokes of half way through.

I realize that I must be slaughtering them and the rest turns deeper and deeper as my satisfaction grows stronger. These foolish beings have no idea what's happening to them apart from they are dying.

Eventually the red dies and the humans are all gone, or at least their lives are.

Chapter Four: Death

I open my eyes to a blood bath. The once green ground is now stained red with the blood of the humans that I've executed. Their bodies lay scattered all over the ground, some bodies have been scattered all over the place in separate bits.

My body isn't much better. I am covered in the red blood. My long nails look like miniature blades stained red with many slaughtering. My once blonde hair is red and my skin has become red spattered.
A smile spreads my face as I feel finally at peace. I shield my eyes from the scene before me; the small part of what I've seen is enough to know I've done what I came here to do.
The peaceful happiness that engulfs me takes my fear away before it begins to take hold. I walk calmly to the edge of the clearing where there is a sheer drop off a cliff.

I stand before the edge and fall forward in a simple move. I am dropping, no plummeting to my death and I am calm about it. This is the price I must pay and I would have paid it anyway without having killed them, I don't want to live without my family.

"Mother bless me once and send me on to your side." I whisper this as my body breaks in half from the force of the winds. I am free at last ...