Thursday, November 14, 2019
The Beast Within :: Creative Writing Essays
     The Beast Within                 The spawn knelt in the shadows of the corner. His iridescent eyes    searching the dark for his prey. A prey he knew very well, almost too well.         From the end of the stone corridor the spawn's ear picked out a single    disturbance. From behind the mask a man's mouth twisted in a smile and a thought    of satisfaction crossed his mind.                 Rising to his feet the spawn walked defiantly down the corridor. His    armoured boots making no sound on the cold floor. A heart that beat no blood,    pounded within the unnatural armour of the spawn. At last his mission was    drawing to a close and so too would this endless torture. The one being    responsible for his spawning would now ultimately reach its death.              The door was close now, and the spawn's soulless eyes peered into the room    from the doors barred window. Standing over a bench stood a man. An old man,    gnarled with age and working on an intricate machine. To a mortal man the sight    would appear ludicrous. An old, befuddled man could hardly attract the attention    of such a powerful warrior. But to the spawns eyes, he only saw the truth.              He didn't see the lines of age which covered the man's face. Nor did he see    the disfigured spine which pushed the man's back into a painful composure. But    he did see the beast within.              To the spawn, what stood in the other room had no dimensions, it glittered    with a warrior's sweat and had an evil which protruded off its hide like    poisonous spines. This creature had roamed the aeons sending multitudes of    innocent 'children' to nothingness before their time.                 In ages past it was known as Ra, god of the sun, then it was known as    Xeues. Only a thousand years ago they called him a Dragon, and now, he was known    as a scientist. Figure heads for the world, able to control the elements to    their wishes.              But today, it was time for the creature to end its cultivation of evil on    earth. One man who the beast had killed had refused to die. By sheer power of    will he had re-spawned to become the 'Spawn', and now, after centuries of silent    following had finally decided that enough was enough!              Kicking open the barred door the Spawn raised his hell blade in a warriors    salute and cried, "Your time is up beast! Never again will you commit crimes    against humanity! With this sword I commit your body to the flames!" The spawn's    					    
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