Wow. I've been bustling with new stories! Lately, I've been stuck on Switched.

But, Yea, can't let get me down! This one is more serious, dark, Emo-ish.

Yes, People will die, but not main Characters.

Annnywaaaays ..... Enjoy:D ( Yes, I Do Say That Every time I finish talking )


Tooken Away.

Gone.

The Flock, left away, in the dust. Like I said, gone. Maybe forever.

Would they recognize me if I ever returned? Probably not. I was screwed beyond imagination. A monster. Beast. Hungry.

I gripped the bars of my cage, my eyes glowing in the thick darkness, clearly making out the other shapes of objects. I hated it here. I loved it here.

A high pitched scream over took the room, thudding into my eardrums. I roared in anger, covering my sensitive ears. I squeezed my eyes closed, trying to block it out.

Blood drippled between my clawed fingers, staining my dirty white outfit.


I was a monster.

They stole me away from the Flock. They threw me into a tub, playing with my atoms, my DNA, my life. They made my skin tough, furry. The jet black outercoat was soft, but the hard skin could stop anything. Even missiles.

I was Eraser-Like, but way better. I was atleast 8 feet tall, a small tail curving inbetween my thick hind legs. My paws were the sizes of a small tire, my clawed, padded hands the size of half-sized mirror. My muzzle stretched out a foot long, full of 3 inch long canines, designed to cut through anything.

My eyes had turned to an icy grey, standing out against my black fur.

No, the would not recongize me.

I.

Was.

A.

Monster.


WHOA!

Deep.

Lol.

Imma try and make much more deep-ish fanfics, since a friend suggested me to do.

Should I?

Review Plz :D