BREN MONROE
RECORDED INTERVIEW, PART 1
Fallen Crest Police Station
Conducted by Fallen Crest Police Detective Broghers and Fallen Crest Police Detective Peyton.
Duration: Five minutes.
POLICE: It’s been established that Jordan Pitts, Zellman Greenly, Cross Shaw, and yourself, Bren Monroe, were responsible for the recent assault on Alex Ryerson, former leader of the Ryerson Crew. Is that correct?
BREN:no response
POLICE: After your crew assaulted Mr. Ryerson, he remained in the hospital for four weeks. Is that correct?
BREN:no response
POLICE: Do you care that you guys almost killed him?
BREN: We never touched him.
POLICE:scoffingYou did, and we know you did. He was in the hospital for a month. Do you care about that?
BREN:no response
POLICE: You were given instructions not to harm him permanently. That’s correct too, isn’t it? Just give us that little bit, and we can move on.
BREN: I want my lawyer.
POLICE:Sigh.This ends police interrogation, part one.
You would think one might outgrow violence.
At some age—after inflicting so much pain, seeing too much blood, hearing so many cries of agony—a person would be able to walk away, turn her back, and the need wouldn’t be there anymore.
Right?
It never worked that way for me.
The urge just grew and grew until it was too much to handle.
There may not be a wish to die inside me anymore, that might’ve gone away, but a different desire rose up. I wanted to cake the streets in red. I wanted to put terror in the Normals’ hearts, inflict them with some of the quaking we woke with. I wanted them to feel what it was like to have the power against them.
But I couldn’t do any of that.
Or at least, it wasn’t time.
“Bren.”
The sounds around me permeated my mind, and I turned toward the voice amid the yells, laughter, shrieks, splashing, and glasses being tapped together.
Right. I was at a pool party.
No wonder I was feeling all murderous.
Who wouldn’t be?
“Bren!”