She walked in the forest, dragging her hands, which had turned into claws, on the bark of the trees.

She hated you. She needed you gone.

You were something she didnt understand, something that seemed more powerful then her.

You had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. And started doing whatever you wanted, which was getting in her way and disrupting her.

You were nothing but a nuisance, one that she couldnt point her finger on, you were a anomaly.

She hated anomalys. She couldnt pick their minds apart and exploit their weaknesses against them. It didnt help that you were never around enough to find out more information.

She paused in her steps, taking her hand off the tree, narrowing her eyes, noticing "You."

"Why are you here?"