"A chance to live? That would have been fair, had my life been as effortless as before. But now, the fact is that I have been twisted. By your creation, by fate itself, most of all, by you. This second chance you are so happy about,?should not truly count, because I am not experiencing it?as I should.
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Further, you speak of freedom in relation to your creation, and I just don't see it. He has been forced to murder. If you are correct and he escaped all consequences, I am still aghast by the idea of what could push a sane being into a killing spree. It cannot be that easy, if he decided to take a life. You consider him better off, freer, but I see him as one who gained no spectacular treasures in life. Who?has nothing left to lose. No family to take care of, no loved ones, no friends, only enemies. You think he is free of civilization? I think of him as the enemy of civilization, one who has to strive against it, to escape it.?Freedom never meant that much to me. Attachments, they held me together, made me important, and now without them, I barely have anything to live for. If I need freedom, it is from myself. I doubt your creation appreciates his freedom anymore than I do. If he did, he would not need to kill people, he has to be desperate to do that.
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Yes, you have betrayed me, and I hope I am the only one,"? Elizabeth spoke thoughtfully. She was confused by Victor's seeming understanding, of him finally accepting her grievance and felt tempted to soften her ire, if only she could trust his?willing atonement to last. "I just don't understand. You made him intelligent and large, but how did you teach him to act? Did you hope he would learn on his own??If you didn't teach him, could he be born evil? Because he is born of lightning??In all honesty, I fail to comprehend?the principle behind it. It doesn't seem like it should have worked, yet your genius made it so. But, does lightening make people evil from birth, or can a soul be born evil?" Elizabeth softly considered, half wondering how much of it could apply to herself. She was basically a new born, a new life form, and she felt wrong, somewhat evil perhaps, she could not decipher her being fully, to know with certainty.
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"You would truly kill him, for me, this time?" the young woman questioned. She wanted to believe that he spoke the truth. But the sudden change?of heart was not too reassuring. Victor could be nice?and friendly, but he also demonstrated his ability to lash out, without holding any punches. Elizabeth still could not decide what she thought of him. Was he misguided and willing to change, or plotting something maniacal against her? She previously felt very certain about her chances, at overcoming an ordinary human, but his reflexes were far from normal.?The whole situation?was too much to make sense of?without much consideration.
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"You would free me?" Elizabeth repeated skeptically. He just didn't strike her as giving, or sentimental. She did not crave freedom,?but could use it. Her vengeance, well, it needed to be?sated in full. But what he was offering instead was meaningless, pathetic, unworthy of her. And yet, she could not figure out how to sway him out of it, without touching him, How to finish him off later, when he wanted to live. It would have been a?sweet revenge if she managed to arrange it, but she probably was not clever enough at this point.
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"You?are being sensible at last. A few moments earlier, I would have taken?you up on this, but now, I am not sure. I...I don't know what I want. I would like to punish you, but you either deny the punishment, or?accept it too readily. You have no sense of propriety and at this point, I may have lost it too. I suppose, we shall let the priest decide.?If he is as good as he should be, he would convince me of the right thing to do. And if he is not, we will discuss your?offer again. Until then, I guess we will go and ask for an advice, shall we," Elizabeth sighed with regret at her own weakness.?That evil man surprised her, and she could not even rely on her rage to demand complete satisfaction. For a second, she almost wished the creation would return, to finish its maker in the brutal way she could not.???
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Kat