Before They Roam.

Almas. Part One.

I screamed as I watched the girl I had just asked for a pencil turn a nasty pale shade. Her eyes looked dead. The pencil fell from her hand, landing on the floor with a quiet thud. My eyes widen in shock as the girl falls out of her chair and onto the floor. The teacher rushes over to me, just in as much shock as me. She picks the girl up, checking her pulse, temperature, and anything that will help her figure out what just happened.

"Almas! What did you do?" The teacher was screaming. She was shaking in terror.

"I didn't do anything wrong! I just needed a pencil! She tried handing it to me and the second we touched hands, this happened!" I was crying. I didn't know what was happening. This hasn't happened before. Is this why my mother wanted Benjamin and I to go to the monster school? Is this what people thought of monsters?

"You're a freak of nature! You killed someone with one touch! I knew letting a monster into this school was a mistake!" She was screaming at me. I didn't know if she was scared or angry. My heart hurt so badly. I was in trouble, people were staring at me, the teacher was yelling, and I was crying. This was a terrible situation.

"Leave me alone! I didn't kill anyone!" I yelled defensively. She stepped away from me, glaring in disgust.

"You're a freak! A murderous freak! Get out of here!" She yelled, she wasn't mad. She was scared. I calmed myself down. Is this what people are like? If it is, then they're the true monsters, not us.

I slowly walked up to her, she was backing away with every step I took.

"I'm not a freak. You are not human. You're a monster. Yelling at a little girl, how horrible?" I spoke slowly, my voice low and scary. I approached her as her back was against the wall. The girl's dead body was still being cradled in her arms, she hugged it to herself. She was scared for her life; I could see it in her eyes.

I put my hand out in front of me, almost touching her but not quite.

"You're infected." I whispered as I let my hand touch her. She turns pale, her eyes turn dead, she drops the girl, and finally falls to the floor. Dead.

I turn to the rest of my class and smile. They were all scared, shaking and a few crying. Good be scared of me. I'm sure I looked terrifying to all these five-year-old kids, just killing two people in front of them with my bare hands. I shake my head, the smile falling from my face, and walk out of the room.

I stroll the halls of the school, not knowing what to do. On the inside, I'm freaking out because I had just killed two people with my bare hands. On the outside, I'm as cool as a winter day.

I walk out of the school doors, then out of the gates. I can't be near human beings anymore. If I touch a human, they die...

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