Gray Origin

Like I mentioned earlier, this post will be dedicated to my one true love, Barbra Graybush. This is not her real name, but for reasons concerning libel and slander this is the name that I will give to our decrepit landlord. Long ago, approximately 200 years, in a small village located in the heart of the dense South American Rain forest a Tiger gave birth to what was thought to be the second coming of Christ. Since the tiger had died giving birth the creature the village was curious as to how a such a simple quadruped could have birthed such a human like creature. A Closer examination would reveal a more frighting aspect, immaculate conception. It turns out that the tiger though old and feeble was a virgin. Some rejoiced, some doubted, others feared. At first the infant was welcomed into the village as one of their own, but to the villagers chagrin this gift would turn out to be a curse. Not long after the birth of Graybush strange anomalies started to plague the village. First it was the uncontrollable diarrhea. Not even the the elders could explain the sporadic bowel movements. People were dying left and right of dehydration. Following this was the crop extinction, farmers could no longer yield any food from labors, its as if something were purposely smiting them. With everyone starving and shitting their brains out the future did not look bright for the villagers. The accumulating bodies on the perimeter of the village was too much for some too handle, for these suicide was the only way out. Once the death toll had reached fifty percent some realized that all of these events came almost immediately after the arrival of the infant and something had to be done. A few brave souls offered to take the infant to the nearest shaman to try and get a grasp on the situation and at best a solution. The only problem was that the shaman resided in a cave precariously nestled in the side of a tall mountain. With both their lives and Graybush in hand the two courageous villagers set off help their family, but this time failure was not an option. The trek through the rain forest was not an easy but a necessary duty, for if it were not accomplished with haste imminent death was their only other option. After days of traversing the dense jungle coupled with dwindling supplies their optimism soon grew into frustration which then led to rage. How could could they save their family if they perished on the journey. Little did they know not even death could protect them from the scorn of the Graybush. The enraged two soon began to resent each other for no particular reason other than pure contempt for one another. Their bantering reached the point to where a fight broke out. As the two exchanged blows their seem to arrive a shroud of malice and hate. One of them picked up a jagged stone with the intent of ending the others life. As his blood boiled to climax that was murder he then realized exactly what was going on, it was the Graybush. He didn't really want to kill this man something was telling him to. A Grey essence if you will. Putting down the stone he got a up and indulged in a sigh of relief. His partner , quite perplexed, asked why he chose to not kill him. He replied by saying it's the gray THE GRAY!!!! At that moment they both knew what had to be done, they had to kill the infant.