Corrupted

There were three of us
So young, so small, so vulnerable

The first grew up to be corrupted by evil
-destoying people before they destroyed him - not realising that it ended up killing him.

The second grew up to be corrupted by hatred
-the hatred ignited by the first; the hate that turned not only to the first but anyone who got to close.

The third grew up to be corrupted by demons
-each demon offering her the chance to redeem her brothers mistakes if she were to perish in their place.

The third was me.