Wrong to be Hidden: A One-Shot

Wrong to be Hidden:

A One-Shot

Nobody really noticed the snow leopard. Even she, at times, didn't notice herself. Nobody saw the large cat, even when her scarlet fur shined in the sunlight, when her yellow swirls glinted.

So she knew what they thought about her. Suddenly when she wanted to hide, she couldn't. Everyone was so busy trying to find those that wanted to hide that they skipped her.

So she was at the mall when the tiger lifted up the smoothie. She was there when he cried insults at those who were scared to show their faces, those who destroyed towns and didn't even own up to it. Soon enough others were joining in. Rose merely watched, as she always did. She merely watched as they created paper masks. She watched as the tiger lit them on fire.

"Those who destroy buildings in an attempt to stop others from doing so are hypocrites!" he cried.

"Those who destroy our homes in an attempt to stop criminals can have theirs destroyed!" another piped up.

Chants were now echoing throughout the entire mall, and even with her watchful aqua eyes, she only saw a handful who were not chanting. Without even a glance her way, Rose left the mall.

Of course she knew what they were talking about. Diamond Butterfly, the vigilante, was always talked about, and almost always bad. But she kept doing it, kept on putting on that light blue mask, putting on the cape, revealing her wings.

Everyone always scorned her for doing so, for being masked as she took down criminals, for being disguised as she stopped outlaws.

Everyone scorned her for being hidden. The police, the Jammers, the lawbreakers.

But all it took was those few who didn't chant, those who appreciated her work, for her to continue being masked.