A/N: Here's Zebedee's part. As soon as I get the whole story done, I'll be working on the story that explains everything (as well as Tortured Soul, so don't worry). The separated portions are a few minutes later, and the reader tries to talk to him again. Anyway, enjoy!
Ah, what do ya want human? Ya want to see Wildmask? Well guess what, you're out of luck you little pest! Get lost before I turn ya into toast! You're not so easily swayed are ya? Hm... Well... I suppose a little human snack wouldn't hurt. Are ya alright? You look a little pale. Listen, I'm not gonna tell ya again. Leave, or you'll never be seen or heard from again!
What do ya want now?! You can't leave me alone for a full hour! What? Why would you want to know where I came from? Just curious? I'd say you're more nosy than anything. I'm going to set this straight only once. Ask me again, and you're good as dead! I won't tell you much, and if you ask for any more details I'll be having a little human snack. Understood? Good. I was born feral, but you humans kept handling me. Now don't get me wrong. They didn't raise me at all. I was handled just enough to where I was used to them, and that back fired on them eventually. Heh heh. Now that I'm full grown, I can east on you humans at my leisure...
Wildmask, you're back. How was your- Stay away from her! Don't you even think about trying anything with her! May I remind you that you're still just a potential snack to me. That's better. Now don't you ever get that close to her again. Do I make myself clear? Good. Now get lost before I change my mind about sparing your life!
A/N: Yikes... Zebedee absolutely HATES tourists with a passion. All they want to do is see his Rider, and with being (a little too) protective it never ends well. Except in this case here. The reader caught him in a (sort of) good mood. Zak's part is up next, and another chapter for Tortured Soul is in the works! Until then see you later!