Ah, I see.
Night is falling, I thought, walking down the street, this is unsettling. I need to kill, and soon. Ah! Who's that?
"Du-HI there! My name is Shapoofy McRuffruff, and I am a Rhino!"
... A freak of nature. Not even a challenge. He will be spared tonight.
"Hell-OOOOoooo? I was TALking to YOU! My name is ShaPOOFY MCruffruff, and I demand respect! My Mommy said I was a b-e-a-u-tiful person, before she kicked me out of the house for being ugly and mean that is, and I believe her."
Ugh. Pathetic. Has the world sunk so low that this qualifies as life?
"Don't mess with me! I will beat you up with my tentacle-hooves!"
"Listen kid," my voice a growl, "I've killed things your pathetic little mind couldn't even conceive. So why don't you go back to kind--"
"Shut the hell up." Shapoofy said, dropping the little kid ruse.
Well this is different, I thought, smirking. It was funny how he tried to intimidate me, like death was something to fear instead of a perfect silence I'd been waiting for all my life. Still, I admit he had some effect on me.
"Listen punk, I knew you were judging me. Everyone judges me. So why don't you wipe that smile off the ugly thing you call a face and give me your money." Shapoofy said, grabbing me with his mass of tentacles and stinging my body. It didn't hurt. I don't feel hurt.
"Why don't you put me down and I won't slaughter you." I began to finger my void sabre. My soul felt pain. Sweet sweet pain.
"Huh, is that so?" said Shapoofy, becoming enraged. "Well why don't I devour you?!"
"Go ahead, fatty. Maybe you need food, you're looking a little green"
"Yeah... well... shut up!
"No, you." I said quietly, bringing my sword down on Shapoofy's pathetic green mistake for a face. But his face stopped the blow, something new.
"Back the hell OFF!" screamed Shapoofy, throwing me out from under the balcony.
Night had fallen. I had but hours until I was consumed.
Flailing in the moonlight, I felt my body change. In midair, arms became paws, my neck became part of my head, my snout elongated. It was disgusting and gruesome, difficult to watch, but when I landed, I was a wolf.
"Wait, woa, what? Dude, I'm sorry. Dude??" Shapoofy said, looking less confident now.
A barred my teeth and moved closer, hungry, wanting to kill.
A young female robot, maybe only seventeen, unseen by the two fighters, prepared to kill herself. Samantha had no idea what a Rhale even was, let alone that she was about to save ones life.
I did good?
