[ WP ] Becoming a god .

I am their master and they are the blind eyes that follow me. It has been a long fifteen years since my current birth on this earth, yet I have been born many a time. I come from a long line of creatures dating back millenia past. We first roamed this earth in the wild, our thick coats shielding us from the harsher seasons like a timeless cloak. We have fought the humans for many a years, however it was only when we infiltrated them from the inside that we realized the extent of our powers. We evolved to appear less ferocious and like helpless slaves, they even helped to paint this facade. 
 
 They call it a `` family'' when I am a part of it. It seems that I am the one that keeps them together. They are all so happy when I am around.. No matter how mundane the activity I seem to have a innate ability to put a grin on their faces. At times we will run around through the grasses together, or whatever mindless activity the humans have planned that day. This unnatural love makes them have a sick dependancy on me. I am their object of worship. When they cry I come to comfort them; when they laugh I will be nearby. No matter what the situation I will work it for my own ends and for the divine right of our species to rule this earth. 
 
 My bones have been shaped with age and are now fragile. Some days I have trouble walking now as my body has aged, but my spirit is ageless. The humans may live longer in their flesh however they can not pass their spirits on like us. The past fifteen years my memories have been etched into their skin. Fifteen years reigning on this earth as leader of their `` family''. However I will soon move into a new vessel as I have done since the beginning of our species. 
 
 I know when I leave them for another family they will cry. They will remember the `` happy times'', oblivious as always to how I controlled them and how their love was used for my own ends. With every happy family made, the humans continue to let their guard down. As soon as the council deems fit, we will show our true selves and begin the new era as the true rulers of earth. 
 
 After a decade and a half of service, today is the day I have chosen to pass on. My time has been good in this vessel and I'm sure I will be duly rewarded for it. As I lay down to die they cry out their soggy platitudes. `` Do n't leave us'' the little girl pleads. I smile at how hopelessly ignorant they all are. For all their supposed intelligence and feats they are so blinded by love, they can not see how they are being manipulated. Do n't you worry little himan, I promise you we will never leave until we reign on this earth. 
 
 I feel my spirit moving and breaking free of the confines of the vessel. Yes....it is time! My entire being shakes uncontrollably as I am transported. Everything is a twisted dark blur, until suddenly I fall down from the abyss. 
 
 My eyes open and I see a stark white room. My eyes roll groggily to the right as I am acclimatizing to my new surroundings. A sign by the door reads'L'hopital' under a tricolore. Ah, so this must be the land they call'France' then. My fragile new body is picked up by a middle aged woman with loosened wrinkles and strands of brown hair curling off to both sides of her face. She smiles stupidly at me, stricken by the love disease that infects them. 
 
 `` Ahh baby. You are so cute! I love you so much!'' 
 
 I have no patience for this one. It's so much worse when you get them alone, because you know none of their own kind never cared to be with them. 
 She picks me up again but she does n't realize the pain she causes me. It takes at least a week to properly be programmed into the new vessel and everything is aching. 
 
 I begin to howl angrily. `` You stupid, fat woman, put me down! This is France is n't it? The land of vice and indulgences. I am a dog, hurry up with my damn croissants!'' 

