Knock.

The sound dies within my head slowly.
I look up at my captors.
I see them look at me as if I were
an oddity in a zoo,
strange, mysterious, yet deadly.
They see in me something that disturbs them.
In me they see their deaths.
I feel the fire in my eyes and smile.
I am not bound by their laws.
I am beyond them.
I surpass them.
The game I play is a complicated game.
It is also simple.
Given my chance, I would utterly destroy.
Destroy all whom I see fit.
I wouldn't kill them. 
I wouldn't.
That would be too easy, too short.
I would dress them in the jackets.
The jackets they put on me.
I would lock them up and examine them.
They would be the ones classified as insane.
They will feel my stare,
and shudder at my footsteps.
This is called Justice,
or is it revenge?

Justice.
Revenge.