I dont own diddly of Air Gear. Let me wallow in dispear alone. mumbles to self I wish I had a pair of ATs. No need to waste money on the train again.

FUCK

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck" is all that's running around in my head, like that damned Chihuahua on sugar, as everything streaks past me as a blur.

I stop and take stock of my surroundings and let lose a curse. "I hate grass dammit." I growled looking at the quiet suburb I found myself in. "Storm-free" they were called because most of the newbies dont have the skill to do anything out here and those with dont even bother coming out here unless they live here. "WHY THE HELL AM I HERE?" I yell out frustrated. It should be them changing their routes, peeking around corners, looking over their shoulders, and jumping at any sudden noise and motion. 'Because I asked you to be nice.' A small voice in the back of my says in response. "Damned cub" I say as I turn and head back to the city.

When I get back I'm greeted by a familiar sight. MY ocean is calling out to me, my beautiful blood-red ocean. Even the moon goddess, Tsukiyomi, herself has dawned her bloody kimono as if giving me her consent to shred the ignorant for their stupidity, even animals know to flee the area when a predator arrives. As I round the corner I bump into someone, as I prepare to rip their head off our eyes meet. I'm shocked into speechless, before a mirthless chuckle came up before it changed into a crazed cackle, she stared at me with fear and panic evident on her face as she looked for the others, strength in number and all that rot. "Wow" I speak suddenly, a cruel smirk appears on my face as she flinches away. "I guess there really is God, cause he just spared your life." I say and take off into the night not looking back as she slowly sinks toward the ground and falls on her butt.

"You know that I hate you right?" I ask out loud, 'And I love you too.' Was the mental reply, "Fuck, dammned cub." I speak as I go out looking for blood. Just because she's off limits doesnt mean the rest of fishies are. A creul smile lights up my face as my moon godess gives her consent by offering me an appeteizer to start the night right.