Brilliance of The Monster Chapter IX - Get Up and Go On .............. By: Scarecrow76

It is time that I just accept what has been and know it is not possible to ever have again other than in memory. With Victor hot on my trail, I have to keep moving until I find a place where he can not follow in spite of his being so resourceful. In a way, this has become a metaphorical journey for me. The only past we cling to are those moments of triumph or those that were the engines of endearment. Here I am running like a fugitive from my past. BUT my past has a name.... Victor. My mind is the same but the body is a mix and match of people I would never know. So the life I remember is not the life this body lived. The life it has existed in has been the ongoing curse of Victor Von Frankenstein. I see a metaphor akin to mine inside him as the miles and years go by. I am running from my past while he is seeking to destroy me. Seeking to bury his past and erase it so that noone else may find it. If he can destroy me, noone that matters will remain to remember. So he is chasing me not just for the revenge he hinks he is seeking but to clean up so to speak his infractions. To make his mistakes no more and whipe his slate clean of blemish in his own mind.

Sometimes I wish he would be successful because I could never consider the end of my story a loss or even anywhere close to the meaning of perill but my instinct will not allow me to not fight to continue. Maybe I just want Victor to earn my end. Maybe I just want to belong where no one ese belongs in seclusion that can not be tampered with. I wonder if it would really bring me joy of any kind. Then I wonder if I am just making excuses to be alone. So far, conventional weapons have not been able to end this horrific tale and I keep travelling on wondering if I can be extinguished or if that is something I would have to do myself. That is a great thought of irony. I came to be as an abomination and if I have to bring my own end then this abomination will have to commit the greatest of all sins as his means of escape. Victor is blinded by that which he hopes to hide that has masqueraded itself as vengance as I just want to be a natural being in the comforts of isolation until the nature of death can claim me once more.... if it would be so kind.

I must say though Throughout all of the running, escaping, experiencing and having to remain cautious at all times, Victor has kept me from being lonely. All that I can really think of from day to day is how I can keep ahead of him and the wondering if I am still ahead of him or not. I enetertain myself with conversing with myself. I do not mind speaking with only myself anymore. I prefer it in fact because it is a conversation that requires no more than thought thus Victor can not be alert to my where abouts by hearing my voice. Of the horrible things people have done throughout this existence, nothing was able to end me but the physical pain of all of these attacks has been quite painful and at times has left me injured. If nothing else it has taught me to understand that I do not like pain and thus I should avoid it.

A few nights ago, I was in a canyon where Victor had tracked me down. I decided to stay perfectly still until I stopped hearing Victor's challenges to face him. The sound carried well on that windless night so I could not tell where his voice was coming from or where it was going to. While I was waiting, I foolishly centered my attention on trying to figure out his where abouts in relation to me. There was a loud crashing through the trees and bushes coming towards me. Beneath the gob smacking noise I heard Victor make haste in the opposite direction. I was crouched and turned on my ankle to face the oncoming disaster. It was a bear. It was intending on catching Victor as it's night's meal but saw me crouchd in it's path. It's front paws came off of the ground to hook behind my legs so that it's weight and force would bowl me over and it's mouth was wide open. I was able to reach a 3/4 vertical stance digging my far foot into the ground. It's front legs entwined with my arms and I got my hands up just enough to grab it's jawls keeping it's teeth from shredding into me. It shook violently and followed me onto my back. My neck hit a stone where the break had been made at the gallows which caused my vocal cords to strain as I let out a sound like an injured deer. I freed one arm and quickly found a large rock and cracked the bear's head open. This slowed the monster of the forest down but it did not stop him. While it was stunned a breif second or 2 I jumped to my feet and began running the trail it had come from. I saw a sappling bent and broken with the white fibers pointing at me about 3 feet from the ground resting on it's lower trunk. I jumped over it and grabbed the unbroken end with my hand and steadied it. As the bear rushed in on me to try to claim a kill. It impaled itself upon the broken sappling and I ran the tree like a spear into him. When his strength and fight left him and I saw he was suffering. I raised him about 8 inches above the trunk and brought him crashing down upon it piercing his heart.

I called out to Victor "you almost lost the object of your affections dear boy". He nerveously laughed and his voice echoed through the stone walls "I am happy you outsmarted the beast but we will finish this. Just not tonight. Rest soundly monster". So I found a cave and built a small fire. I saw the slashes in my flesh I received either from the bear or running from it. Three of my fingers were broken but were numb. Then I realized that they were not broken but the nerve that went to them was damaged when my neck hit the rock. I thought of the bear which reminded me of the ruthlessness and persistence Victor had been showing for all of those years to destroy me. Winter was coming soon and it was coming with a vengence so I went back to the bear and collected some of it's meat for eating and for it's hyde now that my clothing had been tattered. I scraped the hyde at the cave with a bit of obsidian. I at the cooked meat once it was cooked. I almost drifted onn to sleep when I heard the sleet hitting the top of the cave and the mouth of the cave. The sound reverberated and amplified in volume and nearly drove me mad. I did crack a smile though hearing Victor a great distance away yelling out his curses as he was pelted by the needles of ice as they fell from the sky. I tanned. the hyde of he bear as best as I could using my small fire and cut a hole in the middle so that I could wear it and when the sleet had stopped falling for a while, I took the opportunity to move on.

Strangely, I found yself behind Victor. He headed for higher ground for the storm and from the cave he chose, I could see the smoke rising from the mouth with the fire burning just bright enough to see him sleeping on his side in the back with many make shift bandages all over his body from when he tried to flee the bear in the night. I took the opportunity to get an early start and with his injuries, I could surely put a great distance between us both that hopefully my injuries would not allow him to close the gap. So I preayed he was hurt just as bad or a bit worse....

I have lost my talents

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