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A Survivalist is you! Leroy
Chapter Two: Snapped.
"Darn It!" I yelled as I slammed my head against the tree, not caring about the pain or increased flow of blood. Damn 627, I'm sick of all his beatings, I can't take it anymore! I thought as I slammed my head into the tree harder then before, causing me to grab my head in pain this time as I felt the beginning of a headache coming.
"Damn it! What the hell?" Someone is going to pay for crushing those hotpods!"
I groaned as a silver haired man with red eyes wearing some black outfit with a stupid purple cape man jumped out from the other side of the bushes and started cursing at me. Apparently my slamming my head into the tree was too much for it and it fell over after the second hit. And now some man was pissed about it for some reason.
"Do you have any idea how hard it is to find those hotpods you fucking mutant what ever the fuck you are!"
I turned away from the cursing man and started down a small path, not caring about him or his stupid hotpods. All of his yelling really wasn't making my headache any better anyway.
"Hey get back damn it! I said you were going to pay for crushing my hotpods damn it!"
"You should just shut up now." I said coldly as I continued down the trail.
"What! You don't have any Idea who you're messing with! I am Gig the former master of...."
I clenched my head as I picked up the pace, as all his yelling and going on about the stupid hotpods was really starting to make my head hurt. Why were those stupid hotpods so important to the man any way?
I only walked another couple of feet when I felt something smack me in the back of the head. "Big mistake!" I said, as I turned around and tackled him to the ground and punched him in the face. "Listen moron!" I said as I pressed my forearm down across his throat. "I just had the crap beat out of me and now I have a splitting headache and you're not making it any better." Snarling I pressed down on his throat harder while making sure to give him an up close view of my sharp teeth. "So unless you want me to tear your throat out, just leave me the hell alone!" I yelled as I brought my teeth even closer to his throat, considering ripping it out anyway for a few seconds. I stopped and shook my head as I realized just what I was doing. All that stress from the last day must have been getting to me. I thought, as I slowly pulled myself off the man and turned around to leave before I did something I'd regret. I really needed to get out of there anyway; my head was really starting to kill me.
"Hey asshole! Get back here so I can kick your ass! Did you really think I would let you walk away after attacking me: The former master of death!""
God that man is annoying. I thought, as I came to a stop. It's like he has a death wish or somethi.... My thoughts were interrupted when I felt something impact with the back of my head again. Growling deeply I turned around and glared at the man with the death wish. Just as I was about ready to go grant his wish I clutched my head in my paws and dropped to my knees in pain. It felt like my head was going to explode I closed my eyes tightly and screamed as a blinding white light invaded my vision as I felt my self fall forward.
Groaning I pulled my self off the ground. Crap that had really hurt, in fact it still hurt. "Ok that's it! I'm kicking his ass right now!" I thought, as I opened my eyes to see 627 standing there with a confused look in his eyes.
Wait! 627? When the hell did he get here and where did Gig go? Screw it! I thought as I decided I didn't really care. In fact this was better, now I could get my revenge and kill that darn 627. Hell he may be stronger then me but I know a few tricks to even the playing field.
Letting out a loud scream I ran towards 627 and slammed into him full force, sending him crashing into a tree. Not bothering to slow down I just lowered my shoulder and slammed into him while he was leaning against the tree. Not wanting to give him a chance to react I immediately started to hit him with rights and lefts, while throwing a few head buts in between the hard blows. After taking several shots 627 crumpled to the ground, but I didn't care, I simply started to lay into him with hard kicks; Laughing when I caught him in the face with a hard kick and his head snapped back, causing the back of his head to crack against the tree. "Aww, did that hurt?" I mocked as I kicked him in the face a couple more time, grinning at the sound of his nose breaking from the second hit.
As much fun as I had so far, I wanted more, I wanted to make 627 suffer as much as I had over the last year. So I grabbed his head and stated slamming it into the tree, laughing at the sound of his head smacking against the hard bark. "What's wrong 627? Am I stronger then you thought?" I screamed as I slashed him across the face with my claws, causing blood to gush out of four deep wounds.
"Hey look at that. You're bleeding!" I snarled as I wiped his blood into his eyes. "That's pretty bad too, but I bet you can spare some more!" I shouted as I kicked him in the ribs. Laughing as my sensitive hearing picked up the sharp crack of some of his ribs breaking. "Hey, your right this is pretty fun!"
I stopped laughing to growl at the sight of 627 trying to crawl away. Did he really think I was going to let him off that easy after everything he'd done to me? "Where are you going? Your not getting tired of this already are you?" I said, as I jumped on 627's back making sure to dig my claws in. Laughing as I put a paw on top of his head and wiped his face back and fourth across ground.
This was going even better then I thought. 627 wasn't even fighting back. Which meant that I didn't even have to use any of my tricks, well except for one, it's the only way I could figure to kill the bastard.
I turned 627 around and stuck my right paw in his face; holding my claws mere inches away from his eyes. it's funny how as indestructible some of us experiments are, every last one of us can be killed by being stabbed through the eyes. Something I picked up from looking through Jumba's files on the computer.
"Get the fuck away from me you fucking psycho!" He said as there was a large explosion form some where on the island.
"Now why would I want to do that?" I asked, ignoring the shaking ground that followed the explosion. I've been having a lot of fun!" Though I suppose it's been a pretty tiring day, so I guess I could just kill you and go take a nap." I said as I pulled my paw back and prepared to thrust it through 627's eyes and kill the bastard, when a large rock crashed down next to me, causing me to drop 627 and jump back in fright. "Where the hell did that come from?" I cursed. Deciding that I really didn't care anyway I turned back around to finish killing 627, but was shocked to see a dead looking Gig there instead.
What the hell? I thought as I tried to figure out what was going on. Before realizing that 627 must have beaten Gig up when I was distracted and threw his body down there to confuse me while he got away. "Darn it!" I yelled. Get back out here and fight me 627, I'm not done with you yet you Stupid trog!" I only got more pissed of when 627 didn't answer. "What's the matter 627? It's not so fun when you're the one getting the crap kicked out of you?" I screamed as I walked around trying to figure out which way 627 had escaped, which is when I noticed all the blood in the area and the fact that none of it lead away. That's when I finally realized what really happened. I must have snapped, 627 was never there; it was Gig the whole time. "Crap!" I cursed as I ran back over to Gig hoping that somehow he was still alive. I almost cried when I got there and didn't feel a pulse. "No! I promised myself I would never kill anyone ever again, not even 627." I said as a few tears begin to stream down my face. It was then that I noticed Gig's chest raise and fall at a slow but steady pace. I sighed in relief as I realized he was just knocked out.
"Darn it!" I cursed quietly, as I stood up and clenched my paws, almost tight enough to draw blood. I can't let 627 get to me like that or I really will kill someone.
I closed my eyes and took a couple of deep breaths to try and calm my nerves. Okay Leroy just take it easy, you didn't kill anyone yet. You just need to be more careful in the future and not let your temper get so out of contr... What the hell? I thought as a dull red light blurred my vision, nearly blinding me as it intensified before suddenly cutting off. Only to be replaced with a vision of a large syringe of a dark red liquid being jammed into my arm.
What the hell was that? I thought, as the vision faded away just as fast as it started and I found myself lying on the ground.
Author's notes: Well I still haven't hear from my Beta which is kinda disappointing, but it's not like 24 hours is a long time to respond anyway, so I guess I'll just go ahead and post and hope for the best. I hope you enjoyed reading Leroy's trip in to insanity as much as I enjoyed writing it. I know I took a risk doing it, but at least I don't have to worry about getting killed off...yet And yes I know I used 627 in Leroy's battle (sort of) and I bet some of you are getting sick of seeing me having them fight each other all the time but this should be it foe awhile. I only used him this time to mark the beginning of Leroy's new problems.
