"SHIT!" Great introduction right? But I don't care because right this very second an introduction is the last thing on my mind and the first. Well the first is a bit strange...

A twenty to thirty feet, 500 pound+ lump of green was chasing after me chanting "Get prey Kill prey!" I was no ones fucking prey. Except the kids at school maybe but that was different.

"Right get the guns and the tranquilizer if it doesn't go down," I could hear a mans voice from behind some boxes in front of me.
"Which one Jack?" This was a woman so the man was called Jack Ok got it
"The biggest one we've got this baby's gonna need it."
"On it!"

"Get prey Kill prey," I could hear it right behind me know and an arm (I think it was an arm) was right next to me.
"Oi I'm not you're prey freak!" I pulled my knife from my belt (Kyle my brother prepared me for anything before he left) and sliced the arm thing that was closing round my neck, before turning round and seeing a glowing heart beneath its head.

Yep just twenty feet to climb to it. So I put my knife in my mouth, squeezing my lips tight over the blade and grabbed different parts of its' body I was able to reach. Within about thirty seconds I was half-way there but the blob had decided it didn't want me climbing it. Its' arm came and squeezed me round the waist before flinging me into the boxes where the man was stood. I stood back up noticing the stares from the people and blood running down from where my knife was. I turned round and spat the blood on the floor before charing at the thing again.

"Shit! You fucking bastard I'll teach you not to throw me into boxes!" I charged grabbing a rope hanging from the ceiling and climbed up to be the same height at the thing before lauching myself, knife in teeth, at its head. I held on tight as it swung me round and slid down to the glowing heart, stabbing it just as the thing threw me off again.
"And there we go!"

"Whoa looks like we don't need the guns after all!" I looked over at where a man was stood clapping his hands. I guess this was Jack "Well done kid," I spat on the floor again to empty my mouth of blood and walked up to the thing, pulling my knife from its' slightly beating heart.
"Thanks!" I walked towards the exit knowing now that my peace was contaminated.

Now let me introduce myself.
My name is Dante Kane a.k.a. DK and Dan. I'm a lower class reject with problems. Problems including; anger issues, serious mood swings, unsocial and depressed. I have some fake friends, some family that don't want me and a cat. The only things that make my life worth living are my cat, music, art and reading. I am a artist, musician and strangely a fashion designer. People may see me in black or band tees but I actually can design will bright colours.
My cat is a black cat. Yes I know black cat equals witches I've heard it before. His name is Nix and he comes with me everywhere including today.

Anyway back to now.

I had been coming to this abandoned warehouse for quite a while now. It was my escape a bit of peace where I could play my music loudly and read without being shouted at or beaten. And now it was ruined by this hunk of junk laying on top of my speakers and OH NO my ipod was under there!

I dived towards the body lifting little by little until I got into the centre where my music was still playing full blast. I pulled it out and checked it over before deciding it was ok.
"Yes still in one piece!" I left it turned on 'The Bird and the Worm' by The Used while turning to the people staring at me until a woman stepped forward.

"Hi!" She was obviously welsh. "I'm Gwen."
"Hi I'm Dante," She gave me a smile that I knew as sly and uncomfortable. Why would she look like that? Then a look of sympathy covered her eyes as she stared at me. Oh no she was not touching me! I ran to my bag and grabbed my things before running to see that another guy had grabbed my ipod and speakers.

"Hell no give me that back now!" I charged at him knocking him to the ground with a rugby tackle and grabbed my possessions that he held "Thankyou and goodnight!" I bowed with my belongings and ran up the boxes to a window I had found when the kids from school had followed me, climbing through it after my things I heard the people coming from the other side. It was a good job I knew everything about this place.

There was a gap inbetween the outer wall and inner wall with a door at either end of the building. Shoving my ipod and speakers in my bag I ran. I came to the end peeked out and heard them at the other side looking for me. I climbed out and ran as fast as I could away from the building towards my home.

And that's how I found myself running away from a cooperation that doesn't exist!