User:Vol0s

'I never wanted to betray or get someone in danger. Just know this.'

I have been sent here to warn,inform and protect people. These are the only intentions i have. This is my task. But it is way harder than you might think.

This guy, he was 19 years old, had a girlfriend and everything he did was going great, he got accepted in the Queens University, everything was going great. Until 'they' got their eyes on him. I could not allow this for he was My Personal task. 'They' wanted him to suffer, 'they' wanted him to be in pain. At first it worked, 'they' started harrasing him, making him mad. Until I came along. I got rid of 'them'. It was during a night, He was sleeping softly, wich he didn't do for a long time. They were talking in our language to him, so he couldn't understand, I could feel he was in pain, even if he was sleeping. I got there, I looked them right in the eye and told them to back off. We got in a fight, I got hurt real bad and i couldn't heal all of the damage given to me and Him. It was to late.

He went crazy, he started like translating the stuff I told him in a way that I never wanted to say to him. I remember him writing, writing on papers, his laptop, the walls, his diary,... He just kept writing. For his own good, I managed to get rid of EVERYTHING he ever wrote down. The only thing I could erase was his diary, I think a part of 'them' was howling inside of it. One day some humans came to get him, to 'help' him. I knew this wasn't true, they were gonna take him to some building for crazy people. I could NOT let that happen.

So, a while before that I was able to talk to him, have conversations with him,... Ofcourse, when other people saw him or heard him talking to me, it seemed like he was talking to his own. So they abandonded him, thought he was insane. I never wanted that, I know he blamed and still blames me but i'm okay with that, for I know my true intentions.

The humans that were gonna help him called an insitute for crazy people. That was not the place he needed to go to. It wasn't his destiny. They got into his house, were looking for him. I don't know why but He couldn't hear me, he called me, yelled at me, screamed my name. I was standing right in front of him but he didn't hear or see me. He didn't want to. I could feel it. He KNEW he was going to be taken to that building so he needed someone or something to blame. He claimed I betrayed him. And i'm okay with that.

He now is in this institute for insane people. I'm just roaming in the nights, sometimes I go and check up on him. He is still writing, it's the only thing they let him do. I failed my task, I couldn't protect him, I couldn't warn him. I have failed.

I'm waiting for a new task. I am doomed to wait and roam until I get my new task. In the main time I just watch over people, random people, the ones who diserve to live. If at night you hear whispering right next to your ear while you are dreaming, that's me, trying to tell you i'm watching over you, protecting you. Fighting 'them'.

But I never wanted my task to die.

-Volos