The Devils Cry 12/03

This... Im...Im sorry yall. I cant talk properly right now. Those stupid cops...They...They...Let me tell the story. I dont care what any of you say...what I did was justified. The cops showed. I was outside awaiting what was going on. As they all came out aiming their guns at me, they had S.W.A.T and the freaking F.B.I. there too. I spoke calmly, "Come the hell on...I wont do anything to anyone. Im not a danger to anyone...leave me alone." They kept their weapons on me as I turned, I looked to Louis, Tracy, Mom, and Dad whom were all looking down at me from one of the windows. I dont know if it was a look of hatred. a look of fear, or a look of sadness. Did they actually care about me? Was I someone important to them? I dont know... All I know is Marta was the only one with balls. As they opened fire, the bullets bounced off my body, I just looked to them in silence. Hell sniper bullets were frail against my body. But thats not the thing. The thing...that set me off...goes like this. When they stopped firing I spoke again, "I have no quarell with you. Back off." Three idiot chovanistic men arose of the crowd of officers, pissed and emasculated. The middle one screamed, "SHES A FREAK, ICE THE BITCH!" Marta ran out, standing infront of me, crying saying, "If you want my big sis, youre going to go through me!" I told her that she was acting like an idiot, and she should go back in. I had all these powers and senses...and I couldnt stop what happened next. They opened fire...4 bullets hit Marta. My...heart sunk...and I carried her inside to the family....they were crying as I handed her to them. I...needed to seek vengance....swiftly. They could have...and Might kill her...I walked out, tears streaming. People wonder if devil's cry. Ive been called a devil...and a freak...I guess I am a devil...and if I am...we do cry. What happened next was a blur...All I know is when I snapped out of it...I was surrounded by flames...the smart ones ran off. The three idiots...oh....yeah. They got their just deserts, and anyone who got in my way did...I headed in, took my sister, and flew to the hospital. Thats where she is now...and thats where Im writing from. Maybe shell recover. Maybe she wont. I hope for their sakes she does... Devils do cry...