AN: I haven't made a one-shot in a while, so here you have it. It's another sob fest, along with my usual questions against life...

New blood joins this Earth…

And quickly he's subdued…

Through constant pain disgrace…

The young boy learns their rules…

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I'm unforgiven…

For what I've done, I will forever be condemned. I may have saved the universe with the push of a button, but in doing that, I've killed myself.

This existence has done me wrong; thrown me behind the bars of sorrow, and left me to rot. What if I had done something differently? Could I have possibly saved her? Was there a way?

I will never know, now. She has been pulled beyond my grasp, and now I'm left to this pointless existence. I sigh; I was damned since my birth.

When I was younger, people always treated me differently. They hated me, or feared me… all because of my two-tailed mutation. The friends I have now? Yeah, loads of help their doing menow.

First I was subdued by the people who hated me, and then I was subdued by me so-called friends. They weren't friends, as much as they plead otherwise. No, they just want to use me for their needs; for inventions and money.

But no, they will not take away the last of my will. Not as long as I still have spirit to fight it.

Still though, what I've felt and what I've known… no kid my age should have to go through all of that. For my sins in these actions, I will never shine through in what I've shown. I will never be, I will never see, and I'll never see what could've been. That possibility is far beyond me.

I will never be free… not me… so I've been dubbed unforgiven.

The politics of today and the ones who I used to call friends are trying to run my life. I never saw it before; before she was taken from me. I never saw the lie they were feeding me; not until cold reality struck and sent me down a pit of despair and sadness.

And even then, I still try to please them all. I can't turn people down; it's not in my nature. Even if I think their intentions are of malcontent, I'm still bound to my personality.

Throughout my life, from my very birth, I've been fighting a battle. A battle of will, and perseverance albeit, but a battle nonetheless. And now, all of a sudden, I'm losing this battle. My will is fading, as is my trust in my friends, and I can no longer go out into the world, for fear that the next time I do, it will be the last time I see someone.

Now, I no longer care. I'll rot in hell if I can leave this dreaded existence.

I look in the mirror, seeing the shaggy reflection of a kitsune that's lost all hope. The figure in the mirror raises a cold knife to his neck, as if tempted to kill himself. He plunges the blade into his neck, and I fall over, forced to remember that the kitsune in the mirror is me.

When the red fades to black, I reopen my eyes and find myself in a cage. I sighed, almost regretting what I had done. I knew where I was. The only word that came to my mind to describe it was purgatory.

I wasted the life I was given, but I don't care. I'm just another face that will be forgotten.

And now, the darkness creeps up again. No light is shining, my hope is gone, and I sit there, crying tears of anger and depression.

I feel nothing, and all I see is the light in the distance. I can see her faint silhouette and I smile with the meek belief that I will one day be forgiven.

But for now, I can only wait. For now, it isn't me, and I'll never be who I once was. But I could label everyone else the same… I realize that now.

I'm not free, not now but maybe later… but for now, I'm unforgiven…

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What I've felt,

What I've known…

Never shine through in what I've shown…

Never free,

Never me…

So I dub thee unforgiven…