How could she know what she had witnessed,  why couldn’t human’s even try to understand her!  She made a mistake,  a brief  little pointless mistake and suddenly she was reduced to nothing more then a beast again.<br/><br/>To show her to be sorry for what she was,  the human didn’t understand did she.  She already hated what she was.  She knew she wasn’t supposed to exist,  yet…  she did her best to atone for the sins that weren’t even her own by guarding humans at night as they slept.  She couldn’t kill every supernatural predator,  but each death meant a handful of them would get a chance to live.  Why…  she wondered idly,  if no matter what she did they would hate her.<br/><br/>Abomination,  she hated the word,  that horrible wicked word.  Perhaps it was correct,  but,  it was enough to crack her façade…  while her mind remained hinged,  free of wretched torment that did not mean that pain still couldn’t set in.  Those silver rivulets fell from her eyes,  all she was able to do was softly repeat the word.  “Sorry.”  Over and over again like some pathetic broken record,  even as she sobbed.  Her chest moved frantically,  and her face and breasts were soon streaked with the cool metallic fluid.<br/><br/>Why wasn’t she fighting back,  she allowed her arms to be so easily manipulated. She could have more then likely killed every single human in this warehouse,  and still they insulted her, bound her… and she let them,  because she loved them.  Not specifically the creature here,  but humanity as a whole…  and it was nothing more then a horrible abusive relationship.  She gave and gave, and they took…  they never thanked her,  they merely despised her…  and yet,  she couldn’t turn her back on them.