I gaze into the night with my golden eyes. Silver moonlight makes my entire body glisten in the darkness. I patrol the streets and catch the sight of a someone attacking another. Leaping into the fray I pin the assailant to the wall and before he can cry mercy I  sink my teeth into his neck. Blood drips from my mouth as I lead the frightened victim to its home. Then I send a message to my... master. Master...I hate that word. I am not anyone's slave. I serve the people and only them. Pain flows through my entire body and I am thrown against a wall as I think these things. I look down at the collar around my neck and the braclets around my arms and legs.<br/><br/>"Damn, curse these things, how I long to be free," I think. I solemenly sit on a bench in the park and gaze up at the moon. Who am I really? I know I am not the savage killer that I am now. I want to be myself again.