The Girl Called Trouble
Demons

“I was so depressed because I really like this guy but then he wont talk to me. I don’t understand it! I am perfect and all guys should want me.” Hera says as she talks to her friend on the phone.

“I know. I couldn’t even get out of bed yesterday because of him. I really should get everything I want. I don’t know why other people can’t get that.“Hera says in a whiny voice.

Yeah, I really doubt Hera has had any real experience with depression. She just pouts because she doesn’t get her way and calls it depression. As somebody who has dealt with real depression for years, I find it appalling.

Monsters are everywhere. New York is being destroyed by them. A giant bird with the head of a woman was snatching people from off the streets. They must be evil doers. Harpies will carry the lawbreakers souls away. Harpies will return the natural order. I see at least twenty of the beasts just from where I am standing. Perhaps this will be how the world ends

Hundreds of people are being carried away right in front of me. I run for cover in hopes of escaping the monsters of vengeance. I enter a building that I have never noticed before and before me stood a creature with the head of a woman, but the body of a lion and the wings of a bird.

The Spinx looks at me from where it is standing. “I have a riddle. You must answer to survive." It says in a calm, neutral voice. "I’m what you do every day, spelled backward I’m something you hate. What am I?"

I think about the riddle from where I am standing. What do I hate? As I consider my possibilities I finally understand the answer. "Live because spelled backwards it's evil."

"Very good. You were never the evil one, child. Remember that." As the sphinx says those words, I begin to wake.

I was sitting at the table and my kobold friend sitting next to me. we were relaxing at the table when Hera decided to show up for the first time in months.

"Why is he sitting by the table? This is why you haven't been making any money! All you do is hang around talking! You never do anything that I want you to!" As she Starts yelling, the kobold named Kugo gets up and walks away angrily. "Seriously! Look at him! He looks like a lizard! He is disgusting!" He has a bad case of eczema. It has gotten worse in the last few weeks, probably because of the change in weather. "How dare you let him sit here."

I don't say anything and just let her make a fool of herself. She doesn't seem to realize that he is actually beneficial to the table. The customers seem to like him in spite of his appearance. Also she is being nasty in front of the people we are selling to. If anything, she is the one that is bad for business.

I wasn't with the woman who claimed to be my mother long before she got nasty. At first she just made comments about the way I looked or the way I acted. She always talked about how evil I was. It only took a week before she started to threaten me.

"I kill you if you tell anyone anything! I should kill you either way.You don't deserve to live. You are evil!" She says nastily. "everything that happened is because of you. My daughter has never been the same and it's your fault! You should have just died."

I never bother to answer her. Even if I did it wouldn't make a difference. It was until about a month after I was staying wither that the police contacted us. The wanted interview me as a witness against my father.

"I cant let you say anything! You will ruin us all. Do you realize what would happen to my children and me? They will be Taken away! I held them off as long as I can but I don't think they will listen much longer."

I watch as she walks into the kitchen and I watch as she walks back out with a knife in her hand. "I will do what I have to for my children. I will claim that you have a habit of running away. I will make sure that nobody finds you ever again." She says in a cold voice.

"Whose child am I?" I ask calmly. I have o fear of her or of death. For death cannot touch me. "I already know you are not my mother."

She doesn't answer but instead proceeds to stab the knife through my chest. I feel nothing. I haven't felt pain since the first time I died. Even as my body bleed I simply reach down and pull the knife out. "You cannot kill me for I am already dead. It does not matter what you do, I will not be silenced."

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