I do not own Cade and Maxwell who originally are Ciel and Sebastian. I also do not own any of the monsters. Cade and Maxwell belong to the creators of Black Butler and the monsters belong to Monster hunter's creators
"1," said the boy, I turned into a cat.
'How can this be? I only answer to her but, how does this boy control my transformations now?' I thought.
"I control your transformations because of that, it is my homemade super drink, but it went bad. That is my mark on, or should I say in, you."
'But I won't let him hear my thoughts!'
"Oh, no, I can hear, quite clearly, You must have told her that knew Maxwell was the demon She didn't so you must've. Tell me, how did you know?"
'I decline, I would rather die, but you can't kill me, masters can't and demons are weak.'
"Wow, that's funny, you could hardly move with Maxwell holding you down."
'Because my master might get killed so I didn't use my full power'
"Don't make up excuses!" The rich boy slammed his hand against the wall , trapping me, I cringed, I stared at his blue, baby blue eyes and I could see his sorrow. I remembered one of my powers and I stared at his eyes and unlocked his memories. I saw a man with a sword, he had killed the father and the mother protected the son, the rich boy. There was a fire, his parents were dead and he was at the entrance just staring at them "Argh! Get out of my head, stop it, just stop!" The boy held his head, when I came back to reality, the boy was angry. I thought of being nice to you but, obey and be rewarded but disobey and be tortured!" He turned and left with the foul stench of a demon behind him. I banged my hand on the wall as the door closed. I remembered another thing, I can control my transformations as well. I turned into No. 12, which was like a dinosaur with a visible spine but it only had two front legs and my snout was flat but on the side, well it wasn't that flat, it was like your finger width but bigger and it goes to a point. My body was drenched in lava and flames, I turned my nose to the ground and twisted my body and started to dig. I went for a long time until I felt water on my head, I had reached a reservoir, I turned into 11, and launched up. Everyone became scared, but I cut myself on the planks that had come off the pier. I went under to clean it and then I came back up and ate a man in one of those rubber floating party toys. In the corner of my eye, I saw the rich boy and the demon come close to the reservoir but I made sure they didn't see my face because they would recognize me by the whip mark. I had an idea, a painful but a good idea. I saw a small kid on the half broken pier and the sharp planks around him. I came down and my jaws closed around him. The planks cut into my face and I had to scrunch my webbed feet to stop myself from screaming. The good thing was, the wounds I sustain as a monster do not appear on my human form but if I sustain any injuries while in human, it is copied onto the monster. I roared and the blood on my face dripped, the rich boy slowly came forward with a handkerchief and I tried to eat him but the damn butler held my snake like head. The boy started to dab the handkerchief on the blood. I realized, if the blood was run, it would come up positive for my blood. Instead trying to bite him, I took the handkerchief in my mouth and swallowed. I roared and used my tail to hit the butler before i continued to have my feast, I got out of the water and started to walk to the town. People ran towards the town in fright, I turned into No. 13, it was a armoured T-Rex like. It was a T-Rex but it had a bulky body. Below its mouth was spikes that had poison that could kill 76 full grown men with just one poke. Suddenly, I lost control of my power, before I knew it, I had turned into my ultimate form, I was a humongous kilometre long snake with rainbow-like scales. I was overwhelmed with sadness and I shot out a beam of light that destroyed the first half of the town. My head started to fall, Maxwell was pulling my head down to the ground, I turned into No. 2. But it was impossible, he had me. I struggled and then I turned into No. 7 , I was a stingray but 10x the size with four legs, my tail had spikes and my back had a line pattern which had circles every 10 centre metres. I had a beard like a wobbegong, from the circles came spikes which could paralyse an elephant or two. I stabbed Maxwell but he refused to let go so I used my spiked tail to stab Maxwell on the back. Maxwell spat blood from his mouth, I believed I had punctured a lung, blood was probably flowing into it making it impossible for him to breathe, I smiled thinking I had won. He grabbed my tail, ignoring the spikes and started to swing me in a hammer-throw kind of way. I hit cemented pillars and rubble, I lost my form and I was chucked to the side. I got up and started to run, but Maxwell landed on me and in a second, had my arm pulled behind my back and his knees squeezed my ribs close to breaking point. I wriggled but I had not eaten properly and so I was lighter than him. I turned into No. 2 again and he was on me, I bucked but he kept on, I turned but he stayed on. I jumped and flipped and landed on my back, squishing him. I got back up ready to do the flip once more. "Maxwell, stop, you'll be killed!" screamed the rich boy. Maxwell jumped off and landed but he fell to one knee. I charged but the rich boy grabbed one of my frills which was very sensitive. I roared, it was like my ear was being squeezed, the boy was unbothered as he started to talk to me. "Are you the girl's servant?" I just roared, "If I was to take you back to my torturing chamber, will she be there?" He asked me, more persistent. I ripped my frill from his hand and raced away. I turned to No. 2.5 which was a velociraptor. I raced away before anyone followed me. I turned into No. 6 which was a water based monster. 6 was a normal dinosaur stripped of all significance but had a webbed tail and spine. Just think of a fish with 2 legs, emerald scales, big with webbed tail, feet and spine. I dove into the water and in the water, I was like a bullet. I went to my secret underground cave and laid there to heal up. I fell asleep before I could do another roar, my last thoughts was rocks falling.
God, I hate the butler, how did he find me, it was a secret base of mine, unless that little brat told it. The 'little brat' had coincidently found this cave while I was a lot younger than I am today. I awoke in the arms of the butler but I was too weak to move, he gently placed me on, surprisingly, a soft surface. My eyes were shut because I couldn't move because I was in too much pain. "Maxwell, who is that girl?" said a voice, it was young and it felt like, this boy's voice looked up to Maxwell.
"This girl is what we were looking for."
"But, why did you bring her here?"
"Because, if you look, she is weak, and is half alive. She isn't even awake yet."
"Oh, I see now, do you want me to take care of her?"
"yes, I need your inhuman strength, she is very, stubborn."
"Right!" I heard Maxwell's heavy footsteps leave the room and then the boy's light ones come forward and he started to talk to himself. "Now, what should I do with her?" he started to walk up and down, "I know, I will take care of her injuries, but she doesn't have any, hm, she may be hungry!" He ran out of the room and I opened my eyes, I was in a room that looked really expensive, I got up and opened the window, but the door opened behind me. The boy was blonde with blue eyes, he wore a hood with baggy pants. He saw me trying to escape and he put the tray down and grabbed me around the shoulders. I struggled but he was a tad bit stronger than Maxwell. He sat me down back on the couch, grabbed the tray, and started to feed me. He said, "Say, 'ahh', here comes the choo-choo train!" I turned my head,
'I'd rather die!' I thought, he put down the spoon and sighed.
"Come on, you have to eat, I'll leave it there, I will get you a drink. What drink would you want?" I just kept my head turned. "Very well, I'll get a drink you might like." He said and left, I looked at the food, it was all unhealthy, I pushed it aside but then I saw a sour snake. I lit up and ate it, just after I swallowed, the door opened. It was lemonade, he put it there beside me and said, "What about a game, Checkers, chess, oh, what about the operations game?" He got out a box of a man with brown hair with a red nose. He opened the box and pulled out a red operations table replica with the man on it. There was little tweezers attached to it. He put these little objects in it, all were plastic. "So how you play is simple: You must get the items from the little dints without hitting the sides."
He gave me the tweezers and I tried to get the little bone looking object and before I got it out, I hit the red. The red nose of the man lit up and he gave a very loud honk. I jumped and the boy laughed, I laughed too, we kept trying, it was a tad bit hard but it was fun and it was funny when the boy made faces when he hit the sides. I laughed heartily and he would laugh back. Man, with my old master, it was never like this. I really like playing games, would the other games be like this? We played games all day long and then it was night, "Well, it was fun, but now it is time to go to bed." I cocked my head, "Don't you know what 'bed' is?" I shook my head. He sighed and then he picked me up from the ground I was sitting on and put me on the couch, got a blanket and put it on me. Wow, this is what it feels to go to 'bed', so cosy and relaxing, I wish I could have done this. I closed my eyes and fell asleep.
I picked up the tray and saw that the girl had eaten the lollies, plus, she had taken a small sip from her lemonade. I saw her snoozing soundlessly, 'this girl has missed nearly everything in life,' I thought. I rubbed her arm and left with the tray. I gave it to Maxwell and he disposed of it, then I fell to sleep, thinking, 'I don't think Maxwell sleeps as well, man, most servants and butlers have it tough. I, John Hammond, do not, and I take that for granted.
I opened my eyes and I was still on the comfortable surface. I had the rich boy looking over me, I got up and had a snarl on my face, but the boy that played games with me forced me down. "Look, what is your name?" asked the rich boy, I turned my head, and looked away, they were the only ones in the room. I turned into No. 1 but he still held me down, then I turned to No. 2, I bit down on his abs and he held back his screams. "Maxwell? Maxwell!" screamed the boy, he was frightened, the butler jumped through the door and held my nose, I had to let go of the boy because I had to breathe. The butler held my head upside down, and the boy continued, but I still did not listen to him. When it was over, I was let up and they left, the boy I had bitten into stayed, he wrapped himself with bandages. After all he did, I hated him now. "Why don't we play some more games?" asked the boy, I just sat down in the corner of the room and scratched the oak. "Oh, um, why don't I bring you some lollies?" I turned my head to him and he said gleefully, "OK, I will get you some!" He left hurriedly and I smiled. I tried to open the window but they had nailed it down, I had no choice. I broke through the glass and turned to No. 5, which was a simple dragon and broke through the walls. I heard the door open and the boy was there, I stared at him and he stared back. I flew off but he grabbed my tail, I roared and did some, pretty good manoeuvres if I do say so myself. Finally, with a back flip, I shook him off, he hit the ground and the surface seemed to bend in. 'I don't want to be held prisoner anymore!' I thought, hoping the boy could hear, 'I want my old master back!'
Sorry, for the extremely short chapters, I will try to make them longer. Whispers, *Please don't hurt me!*
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