Author's Note: January 17th, 2014. I was going to completely scrap this story, but have decided to keep it. I wince whenever I read over it because it's so bad, so I'm going to try to fix it up. Make it past tense and trying to make it flow better. The first five chapters will be mediocre, and worthy of not reading, in my opinion since they're basically from 2011 me (horrified scream), but from there onwards, I hope you guys will get a better feel of the story, with tighter plotting and solid characters, etc.

Anyway, thank you faithful followers for staying on this story. I will make it up to you!

Drip.

Drip.

Drip.

Why won't you come out to play, little Alex?

His face was turning into a savage smile and wild eyes. I knew it did as he repeated –

Why don't you come out to play?

His voice sounded guttural; it made me shiver.

Then the snap of teeth was heard.

Tasting my anticipation and excitement.

I felt his eyes at on me, straight through the corner wall separating us.

Found you, little Alex. A singsong voice this time.

A secret smile played on my lips and I answered the call. I bit my teeth together to imitate his sound. Why don't you come for a taste?

I heard him give a low chuckle. I don't want a taste, little Alex, oh no – I intend to eat all of you.

Laying my head against the wall, I looked at the weapon dangling on my fingers. What if I eat you first, Salvage?

Full-blown laughter. And how do you hope to achieve what no other has achieved before?

I grinned to myself, shaking my head. How do you hope to defeat what none have been able to?

For a moment, silence reigned on the other side, then; I know your capabilities and weak points.

Smugness flowed through me. Do you really?

Yes, little Alex, I do. And my ambition is to make you feel absolute helplessness. I will take you down to help you up. Dependency is the core for a leader and his followers.

I frowned slightly. He had a good point; but there were flaws. Dependency is the core, because those leaders rely on his men to do the things he wants. Without his followers, he is nothing.

Why do you think that, little Alex? His voice was louder; he was coming closer.

Clearing my throat, I stood up slowly. The core is supposed to be loyalty and respect. Nothing less, nothing more. Few have this core anymore. They think by having soldiers bound by fear, is what will keep them here. Fear is always easy to control and manipulate. Loyalty is harder to make bow down.

I checked to see if the gun was fine and no jams were to be expected. None.

The scuffle of shoe on concrete. I agree with you, little Alex. Now… shall the show begin 'fore the feast?

I stepped away from the corner and faced him, flourishing arms in a gesture, exposing myself to him in the process.

I grinned with a promise. Let's give a show neither will forget.

Eyes glittered with amusement and menace. Let's.