Random Scenarios

A Wrong But Right Throw

Kk so this, again-ish is a 'background' story I guess

Inspired by Curiosity House - The Shrunken Head
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Distances. Air. Speeds. Angles. Space.

She knew them all. She felt them in her hand, in the wooden handle of her knife. There was no girl here. There was only the cold, glistening iron and it's sturdy handle. Her whole body was simply an extension of the weapon. She could sense the knife begging to be released, to pierce something, anything, with the sharpness of the blade. And in the space of a single millisecond, she threw it, straight and true.

But
Something went wrong
Terribly wrong

She only meant to pierce the sleeve of the arm holding the gun to throw him back but the knife. The knife. It had sensed her true desire. The hunger for justice. The thirst for revenge. And the knife? It had served a piping hot dish of sweet, sweet karma.

Except

It wasn't sweet in the least bit

She stared as she saw what she truly did. The knife was embedded, deep, but surely inside in the man's chest. He looked surprised, then angered as he pointed towards her and said a word. This word would follow her everywhere, like a bad reputation. This ONE word would haunt her, scare her, scar her forever. This word was monster.

Monster.

It echoed in her head, never really leaving

Monster.

She crumpled to her knees as her thoughts bounced inside her head

I've just killed someone

He isn't alive anymore

He would never see his family again

He will never live again

I've took someone's life

Monster.

The people pointed, afraid, not knowing that the girl was more afraid. They whispered and that soon grew into a roar

They swooped down on her like vultures circling a soon-to-be-dead animal.

Rumors spread about the girl who killed an innocent man. She laughed bitterly. It's funny how the roles are suddenly switched now.

You killed him

"You don't understand, h-"

You murdered him

Soon her memories were replaced by others. She had remembered that she had killed, nobody would let her forget that. But she forgot why she had killed. What the man had done.

And that's what started this whole mess