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A Rose with Crystal Thorns

An Erika/Biollante/Spacegodzilla poem

By H.R.C. Stanley

I am Erika Shiragami

I was murdered

I can't see, nor can I speak

I feel an endless coldness surrounding me, caressing me

I try to call, to plead for help, but only the dark cruel silence responds

I hear a roar, a shriek approaching me, could it be Gojira?

Five years have gone since any word has spoken of the destructive creature

I know it's him marching closer to me, slowly but surely

I try to push him back with what should be my limbs, but they feel strange

I can now see, faintly at least, but something...

...something doesn't seem right, something doesn't feel right

What did I become?

Am I even human anymore?

Have I become a thing?

Father, where are you? Please speak to me

I throw away my weight and finally lift myself to the skies once more

I swim far and wide through the stars

A hole of darkness draws me in, I try to resist its pull to no avail

I'm slowly beginning to forget nearly everything, everything I knew for all of my short life, even the name of my own father, his face and his voice

However, something still remains in whatever's left of my mind, a name, and a sound which continues to haunt me, that will never fade from memory...

...Gojira...

I suddenly remember the destruction he had left behind in his fury

I succumb to this cold blind hatred

I now feel something I never did before: vengeance

My heart and soul turns cold and solid, like crystals

My body twists and contorts as a strike of pain overcomes me

Large shards grow from my shoulders and across my spine

My eyes burn and glow with a malevolence I never felt in my mortal human life

I now return to Earth

I shall make that monster pay

To fight him, I must become like him

I am no longer Erika Shiragami

I am no longer Biollante

I am Space Gojira...

The End...?