Supernatural-X-Art

This wasn't supposed to happen. I just wanted to help people. Now I’m alone in the world with a monster hidden inside of me. ---        I sat on the cold stone bench of my prison cell, head resting against the steel bars. ‘What a mess.’ I thought to myself. ‘How could I have been so clumsy?’ I heard my name, Parker, echo through the empty hallway, pulling me from my dreary reverie; someone was talking about me.        “He is dangerous!” urged a gruff voice, possibly the prison warden. Another disembodied voice replied, smoother than the first. The man spoke much quieter so I couldn't quite make ou