...I did my best. xD I just wanted to write something. It's not the best, but I just wanted to write. And plus I like Chameleon.
"No, no - Papa, not her!" My hand stretched toward her limp, nearly unconscious body. I thought we were safe here, me and the beautiful dark skinned woman. Maybe I was too hasty and someone caught me holding her. At that thought, I swear I could see red.
Any other thought I had then was momentarily cut away as papa Hades back-slapped me. I grimmaced and scrambled back, the pain of knowing what would become of the pretty woman was greater than the pain on my cheek.
I could not go against papa, as bad I felt. She was supposed to be mine.
I couldn't just watch papa drag her away, so I scrambled out the nearest entrance and sat against the rocky mine wall, my anger slowly rising again.
What happened? I thought I had everything handled! WHO told? I growled low in frustration and stood up. I began wandering the mine tunnels, wanting to be rid of the sight of papa carrying her away, but the feeling of her olive skin - the taste of her...would not go away.
I stopped walking and quickly pressed myself against the rocks. I had almost walked into a human with a gun! Upon seeing him, a familiar anger rose within me.
A thought crossed my angry mind, and I saw red again. What if this human man gave us away? Without thinking, I growled, and the man shot blindly into the dark. One stray bullet found my shoulder and my anger grew, as well as the pain.
"HEY!" I shouted and detached myself from the rocky wall.
"Napoleon!" I smelled the woman before I heard her, and I charged right past this 'Napoleon' and scooped up the woman. She wasn't anything like the pretty olive-skinned woman, who was special. This woman was loud.
You'll pay for the pretty woman's demise! I thought, unaware that my own demise lurked around the corner.