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Ascension of Anger

A dormant egg sits in a grassy field. A strong force lies within this egg. However, it was not meant to crack and it was only the size of a chickens egg. The creatures lived happily in the grassy field. They would rarely ever see this egg, but those who have didn't try to disturb it much. There have been some dull creatures to prod at it, but the egg did nothing.
Everything was normal until one creature, a creature much stronger than the other creatures, sat by the egg. This creature was dark and strong. When this creature was in a good mood it would only sit by the egg, perhaps guarding it. But this dark creature had a temper. If one of the other creatures so much as bumped into him, he would lose his s**t.
The creature would lash out in annoyance accidentally scratching at the egg with its claws. For a moment the creature froze. He suddenly realized what he had done.
The egg twitched in its spot and then grew twice its size, then went still. The creature let out a sigh of relief and stayed by the egg.
This would go on for a few more months. Each time the creature was upset it would lash out at the egg and the egg would only grow. It was completely harmless. All that would happen is that the egg would grow. It eventually became the size of a hen but would still be hard as a rock and be impossible to crack open.
The creature would cuddle up to the egg holding it dear. Other creatures saw how much the creature clung to the egg and wanted to see what the fuss was about. The smaller creatures walked up to the egg and looked at it. At first glance it was intimidating especially at its new size, but it had a rather beautiful artistic pattern that swirled around it. The creature awoke to these small creatures staring at his egg. He growled and leaped onto them killing them immediately.
The egg suddenly grew. The creature did not touch it and it still grew. This annoyed the creature. He swept his huge paw at the egg. It only grew more so. He kept clawing and clawing at it until it grew almost the size of himself. The pattern on the egg had changed slightly due to the constant scratches on its surface. The creature growled to himself for changing the beauty of the egg, but he did not change his ways.

One night all the creature went off to sleep. The creature tried to curl himself around the egg, but it just wan't comfortable. The egg was humongous now. The creature, in his frustration, clawed one more time at the egg in rage. He expected the egg to grow, but it remained. The very thing claw marks that he scratched began to deepen into the egg. Red oozed from the claw marks. The creature stood up and examined the egg.
A small cracking sound came from the egg. A jagged line ran across the scratch marks. A terrible smell emitted from the cracks and the creature began to back away. The red ooze turned black as something from the inside began banging on its shell. The smell finally covered the field warning all of the inhabitants.
The first thing that busted out of the egg was giant black leathery wings. These wings stretched out twenty feet wide looking similar to bats wings, with claws at the ends. Then the creature inside lifted its head from inside the shell. Its face was horrifying. Dull red eyes sunken into its skull, a wild over stretched smile plastered onto its face. The dagger-like teeth glinted in the moonlight, flattened nostrils flaring taking in the first breath of air. Scraggly tangled hair moist with black goo dangled past its shoulders. Thin bony arms and legs held this creature together.
The now much smaller, and terrified creature backed away from the egg. The monster within the egg only smiled wider and giggled with a hoarse ghastly voice.
It lept from the egg and stood in front of the creature as if presenting itself, showing off what the creature had created. The creature began to run.
The monsters smile immediately fell away into a dark sinister frown. Its eyes widened and wings rose. With one quick swoop the monster was in the air. The creature was very easy to spot.
The monster let itself fall down and smack right into the creature bursting out in laughter. The monster grabbed onto the creature with its bony yet strong hands. It held onto the creatures scruff and dangled him. The creature struggled and wiggled making the monster only laugh harder. The creature started to whimper. This annoyed the monster, so it grabbed onto the creatures muzzle and quite easily tugged the creatures head from its body.
The monster consumed what he had just ripped off. The creatures body twitched in its last fits of energy. The monster grabbed onto the legs of the body and ripped it in half. The monster laughed at the mess it had created and played with its food.
Majority of the other animals in the field ran, however some believed they could fight it. How silly they were. One big animal, perhaps the size of the creature that had just been mutilated, walked up to the monster. This animal jumped onto the monsters back and bit onto its pale disgusting skin. The monster screamed and shook the animal off.
They faced each other, the animal hissing and the monster lifting its wings. The monster glared seriously at the animal, until its face stretched back into the terrible smile. The monsters teeth stained with blood as its eyes glowed red with excitement. With an easy swoop of the hand the monster scratched into the animals body tearing at its skin and insides. The monster picked up the animal by its entrails laughing at its anguish. The animal yowled in pain as it died. The monster quickly ate the animal, blood staining the grass. The monster bursted out laughing and rolled around in the pools of blood it had created.
One avian type creature noticed the monster off gaurd and saw it as the opportunity to attack. It swooped down into the field and clawed at the monsters eyes. The monster screeched in pain and lashed at the air. The monster reached up and grabbed onto the birds wings. It laughed in its success of catching the bird.
The bird struggled in the grip. Dark laughter protruded from the monsters throat as it slowly ripped the skin of the bird. The bird screeched and panicked. It began poking its beak at the monster piercing its skin. The monster let out another yelp of pain and quickly pulled ripping the birds wing clean off.
The monster bled black blood. The bird fell onto the grass screeching in pain. The monster saw its blood and whimpered. It stretched out its wings and flew into the night sky.


Months go by and the bloodstains had finally washed away due to rain. The creatures, still shaken up by the event, continue with their lives. Flowers had begun to grow where the attack had been as if the field was consciously putting flowers onto a grave. The bird survived, but could never fly as high as it could by itself anymore. Now it has to be assisted by others.
Just a few weeks ago another being appeared in the forest. Its wings were white and feathery. Some of the creatures believed it to be an angel. It appeared to be a girl with bright yellow eyes, groomed dark hair, and wings protruding from her back. She took care of the injured creatures and protected them from harm.
So that's how it ends. With Irony.

The ending is what I hope for. If the bird ever reads this, I want you to know I'm sorry.