Monster

by BlackWing


No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

No Good Deed Goes Unpunished

Hi, the names Davis. I'll leave the introduction at that. Not much really to say about my childhood, other than that I am somewhat different from what you might consider a normal 20 year old. As long as I can remember, I have had a special power that no one else has. I can see life force. Every living thing, from other humans all the way down to bacteria has a spark within them, the spark of life. It can't be seen, except by me. I can tell if a person is tired or not, their state of health, and even their life span just by looking at them. I ended up weirding everyone out whenever I talked about it, and because of that, ended up with very few friends. Ok, no friends, so I decided to keep it a secret to at least TRY and have a social life. Kind of hard when you say "Oh hi Sally, your Granny's gonna die in a month." Over time, I learned to manipulate this, "flame of life" in various ways. I could recover stamina, heal wounds, and extend the lives of myself or others, at a cost. You see, in order for something to be gained, something of equal value must be lost. Before you ask, no, I'm not an alchemist, although that manga is one of my favorites. But, I digress, in order for me to recover my stamina, I must pass my exhaustion onto another life form. The same with health. I can heal my wounds by adding them to another. Life span as well. So technically, I suppose you could call me a vampire, at least in one sense, except I don't feed on blood. I use life force, so unlike blood I can also use plants, trees, and even microorganisms as an energy source. I'm not required to absorb this energy to live, only if I want to extend my own life, or recover from wounds and exhaustion. I can use this power without physical contact, although touching whatever it is sure makes it easier. Now, just as I can take, I can also give, which is where my problems began.

May 29th, 2011, Michigan

I walked into the hospital room of my employer, Richard Trip, owner of Trip Industries, a medical electronics manufacturer, (you know, those really expensive machines that they hook you up to to run tests like x-ray's and MRI's and all that) Now, I wasn't on the research team, I was just a simple maintenance guy, but I had been working there for 2 years. Richie, as I liked to call him, would often talk to me about his life, things he simply couldn't talk to the rest of his employees about, mostly because they were a bunch of snivilling suck ups that would say anything to please him. He talked to me because I had quite a bit of common sense, and I wouldn't put up with any of his bullshit if he tried it. Richie had an genetic disorder, (part of the reason why he became such a genius when it comes to medicine, trying to find a cure for himself), and was near the end of his life.

I entered the room after he had called me to him, and asked, "You wanted to see me Richie?" To which he responded in a grave tone, "Davis, I have some bad news. I've gotten worse, the doctor says I only have a short time left, 2 weeks at the most." I could see he wasn't lying. By reading his life force, I could tell that he would be dead within the next 10 days. Being the only one that he could trust, he gave me access to some of his funds, and a list. "All the people in this world who I have wronged. I don't have enough time to make amends to them, so, after I'm gone, could you do it for me? I know it won't mean as much coming from you, but I still want to right my wrongs." I knew that Richie was a shrewd man, and had stepped on others to make his way up in the world, but even though he was my boss, I still considered him my friend.

Seeing him want to make up for past wrong doings, I couldn't help myself, and I made the worst mistake of my life. I told him that I could give him some more time, so he could make amends himself, and transferred 1 year of my lifespan to him. I could tell just by the look on his face that he was better, and all the medical staff were shocked when he jumped out of his death bed, and gave me a hug. Behind that hug however, was a wicked smile. I should have known better. A man who stepped on others to make his way in the world, a man who cared only about money, and who was a genius in the medical field just witnessed the most astounding discovery in the history of mankind.

Okay so overall it's a good start. I wanted to get to the dark underworld of humanity, showing just how greedy humans really are, and how most often those who ARE kind and caring just get trampled in this world. By the way, I am NOT Davis, I just made him up. I am however, a nice guy, who got really sick and tired of finishing last. Much of Davis's personality is taken from my own, so how he reacts in these situations will be however I would. As for why it's called Monster, If you didn't read the description, then you'll just have to see how the story plays out.