The First Monster

Danu Douglas was tired.

She was tired of running, tired of fighting, and tired of crying. She knew it was weak of her to want to give up, but losing Daniel had been her last straw. All she wanted now was a nice place to rest her head, a regular routine, and somewhere where her demons couldn’t find her.

So when Daniel had offered her a place to hide with his dying breath, she felt that whatever god had given her this lousy fate was at least trying to make it up to her.

Too bad she had been wrong.

Just like she had always worried, she was pretty sure that there was no god. No one to call out to when she needed help. No one to rescue her when things got too hard, and certainly no one who was going to mourn her death.

After all, she couldn’t die.