Running, running, they're after me…Around the trashcan, climb, climb, SSS, the top ripped, cut my knee, run, run, dodge. They're after me, and I have no idea why, "Stop! Come back! We need your help!" the suited man screams. Run, run, run. A ladder! Climb, climb, climb, up it, pull it up so they can't follow. "Go around, he's headed for the roof!" one of them screams to the other. All alike, all alike, I can't tell the difference… Run, run, run, up, duck, over, jump, dodge, crawl, flatten against the suffocating walls of the ally, oh help me someone, please….please help me.

I'm so tired…I can't keep running for long. That guy is coming up the stairs, I hear him…stomp, stomp, stomp, stomp. Gasp, inhale, exhale. Please, please, someone help me… "Uhh." Shit! There was a third. I…there was a third man I didn't see, coming from the opposite direction. "Look here kid," Oh fuck it hurts. He's got my arm twisted behind me, the fucker slammed us into the wall. "Haah, gnah!"

"I ain't gonna hurt you no more if you listen to me, kid." Like bloody hell I'll listen to you. Fucker only wants to take me back to that damn place. The… the stench is on him…I know perfectly well what acquaints itself with that smell. The promise of operation, the sincerity of a false comfort, the support of restraints, the gentleness of lab coats armed with scalpels and saws. That fucker…how dare he say he won't hurt me?! I've been around this God forsaken world long enough to know not to trust the 'holy' words of mortals. The lying, cheating, defiled, perverted, raping, words of the mortals; Tch. Made in God's image, my ass.

Feel those wizened spikes, asshole. Natural, unneeded castration for us, though much more painful for you. Feel how it slithers into those stupid human pants, how it wraps firmly around your stupid human balls, how those spikes rise and how they stab into those sacs, how they ripthem away.

Holler in pain, fuck face, you won't be catching me anytime soon. I won't be going back to your damn 'experimental facilities'. Finally! A window. Fuck this; I'm going through, and your friend down there? He won't be so lucky. I'll chew his fucking throat off. I told you people already. Leave me be. I'll find someone else out there who'll help me. Another one of my kind, another thunder god, and together…together we'll burn down your pathetic, damaged, violated, human world.


Let me know what you think. Considering another chapter to post; might be turned into an actual ff later, it's a possibility.