Date: Sat, 25 Sep 1999 21:48:40 -0700 
From: Miranda LaCroix <specmir@HOME.COM> 
Subject: Recipes for the FK Soul: "My Mission" (01/01) 
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Recipes for the FK Soul (01/01)

Story Title: "My Mission"

My father has always been very protective of me. Many years have past
and the bond between us still remains strong. I have felt like a dog on
a leash ever since we were united a long ways back.

There was a day long ago when my father found me watching the ballet.
There was this beautiful ballet dancer who danced as elegant as an
angel. She was a pure angel in my eyes. But in my father's eyes, she was
something else.
That last night I saw the ballerina, my father had tried to teach me
that she was actually a common whore, a pitiful woman. He made me
believe that I should have killed her, how could purity be attracted to
my evil?

So I killed her.

And that was my mistake.

She died in my arms as quickly as my father and his friends came in,
baring their predatory fangs. And I asked him dearly, choking on my
words, about the young woman who had died in my arms, her blood pumping
throughout my body.

He only said she was purely in love with me.

And that it was all a joke.

I turned angry, I shoved my father against a wall, I was truly angered
at what he did, a mere unrealization that she did love me blinded me
from what to do. I had killed an innocent who fell in love with me, not
my darkness.

She was an angel and my life, and all was lost...

I cursed my father away from me, tried to limit myself to removing the
guilty from society. I had to make up the sins that I had done in the
past.

I have tried for many years..

And the light at the end of the tunnel is dim, but is slowly getting
brighter for me...

Nicholas Knight

~Fin~

By:
Miranda
specmir@home.com