Chapter four..Hmm..
Well..Meh...Woo..
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Kass awoke, groggy, a fuzzy feeling behind his eyes. He shook his head, dizzy, as he sat up. It was dark, and cold. He felt wet, too. As his eyes focused, becoming used to the darkness, he realized he was in a cell, but where he didn't know. He heard a soft, driping sound, and the muffled cries and yelps of lupes, kougras..Neopets.. The siuck realization, remembrance of yesterday's events, hit him. And he knew..He was in the pound. The one place no pet ever wanted to go..A pet would rather die, get frozen with it' owner, before it got sent to the pound. Disease, abuse, parasites, injuries going untreated, he'd heard all the rumours. And now, as he looked down at himself, wet with a strange slime from the floor, dirst, mud, and who knows what else on him, he shuddered inwardly. He was screwed.
His clothes, his beautiful armour, had been stripped off of his body, the flight feathers on his wings clipped, his claws cut, filed away, so he could'nt dig out, or hurt anyone. A bowl of food lay in the corner, dirty, slimy and moldy, with old, rotten meat of some unientifiable kind lying halfways out of it. A glass of water, discolored, stood near it. Spyders and other strange insects clicked, squeaked, and crawled in the corners, and Kass became aware that he was in a very...Ignored..Part of the pound. He'd been there, once, looking at the pets. Dr. Death had told him how far underground the cells went. But..nobody ever went too far underground. All the good, healthy pets were put up top, near the entrance..
He hung his head, cursing aloud. Not that it was likely, with what the whole of Neopia probably knew and beleived of him, but now, his only hope of getting out, adoption, was lost. He'd be stuck here, to rot..He knew it..He'd not havy anything ever again..He's probably die here, alone in the- Footsteps, falling lightly, caugh the eyrie's attention. A light grew, and the shadow of a techo formed from the light, followed by a hunched over, unidentifiable shadow. "You're cell is right here, until you can get better, Zaber.." Kass got up, and walked over to the door of the cell, and watched through the bars.
Dr. Death led a sickly, mange-ridden lupe to his cell, and glared at him. "Kass, step back. This is your cellmate, Zaber.." He grabbed his keys, and unlocked the door, then shoved it open, and allowed the lupe to stagger in, where he proptly dropped, limp, on a pile of hay in the corner, coughing. Dr. death shut and locked the door, andturned to leave. "Dr. Death..." Kass asked him softly, "Am I going to be frozen? Deleted? Or am I going to stay here now?" "You're up for adoption.." Was the gruff reply, as he stalkedoff quickly. Kass sighed, releived. Atleast he did have some hope.
He eyed the sick canid in the corner, nd stepped away, to the opposite corner. He was afraid of what thelupe had. he did'nt want to get it, they never administered medicines in the pound, Dr. death had just proved that..Any sickness could quickly sink into a fatal disease, and he didn't want to be adopted just to get abandoned again..And yet..adoption? Him? He'd never pictured it..He could'nt..He was KASS..Free...Evil lord..Feared..Not some daffy fucking pet.."Why the fuck did I have to save her?!?" He cried out, slamming a fist into the wall, regretting ever even thinking of saving Fyora that night..
Meanwhiles..
Fyora was up and around again, the next day..She corrected any errors, restocked he hidden tower, and even lowered the prices, and gave out plenty of quests, too. She'd tried to wheedle out what had been done to Kass, but nobody would tell her..He had been haunting her mind all night, all day...She hated him, and yet she...Dared not admit she loved him...She wasn't sure she did..Yet..Why could she feel this way? So soon? She barely knew the guy...But..He saved her..But, that WAS all he did..She shook her head lightly, ridding herself of him, for a moment, and proceeded to go about her work, forgetting all about the tragedy, the loss of her comrades, she wasn't the only one who'd lost a dear love, most of neopia mourned the loss of Judge Hog and the light faerie..She sighed, and left, to visit the water faerie. She was planning on making a new hidden tower doll of her, and was going to have her bless the doll with a few magic attacks..
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Hm...Well, that one sucks...I'm thinking of retyping it ALL, yet..I completed this in like, uhh...30 minutes?Damn, that'ss toomlong a time..
Well..Meh...Woo..
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Kass awoke, groggy, a fuzzy feeling behind his eyes. He shook his head, dizzy, as he sat up. It was dark, and cold. He felt wet, too. As his eyes focused, becoming used to the darkness, he realized he was in a cell, but where he didn't know. He heard a soft, driping sound, and the muffled cries and yelps of lupes, kougras..Neopets.. The siuck realization, remembrance of yesterday's events, hit him. And he knew..He was in the pound. The one place no pet ever wanted to go..A pet would rather die, get frozen with it' owner, before it got sent to the pound. Disease, abuse, parasites, injuries going untreated, he'd heard all the rumours. And now, as he looked down at himself, wet with a strange slime from the floor, dirst, mud, and who knows what else on him, he shuddered inwardly. He was screwed.
His clothes, his beautiful armour, had been stripped off of his body, the flight feathers on his wings clipped, his claws cut, filed away, so he could'nt dig out, or hurt anyone. A bowl of food lay in the corner, dirty, slimy and moldy, with old, rotten meat of some unientifiable kind lying halfways out of it. A glass of water, discolored, stood near it. Spyders and other strange insects clicked, squeaked, and crawled in the corners, and Kass became aware that he was in a very...Ignored..Part of the pound. He'd been there, once, looking at the pets. Dr. Death had told him how far underground the cells went. But..nobody ever went too far underground. All the good, healthy pets were put up top, near the entrance..
He hung his head, cursing aloud. Not that it was likely, with what the whole of Neopia probably knew and beleived of him, but now, his only hope of getting out, adoption, was lost. He'd be stuck here, to rot..He knew it..He'd not havy anything ever again..He's probably die here, alone in the- Footsteps, falling lightly, caugh the eyrie's attention. A light grew, and the shadow of a techo formed from the light, followed by a hunched over, unidentifiable shadow. "You're cell is right here, until you can get better, Zaber.." Kass got up, and walked over to the door of the cell, and watched through the bars.
Dr. Death led a sickly, mange-ridden lupe to his cell, and glared at him. "Kass, step back. This is your cellmate, Zaber.." He grabbed his keys, and unlocked the door, then shoved it open, and allowed the lupe to stagger in, where he proptly dropped, limp, on a pile of hay in the corner, coughing. Dr. death shut and locked the door, andturned to leave. "Dr. Death..." Kass asked him softly, "Am I going to be frozen? Deleted? Or am I going to stay here now?" "You're up for adoption.." Was the gruff reply, as he stalkedoff quickly. Kass sighed, releived. Atleast he did have some hope.
He eyed the sick canid in the corner, nd stepped away, to the opposite corner. He was afraid of what thelupe had. he did'nt want to get it, they never administered medicines in the pound, Dr. death had just proved that..Any sickness could quickly sink into a fatal disease, and he didn't want to be adopted just to get abandoned again..And yet..adoption? Him? He'd never pictured it..He could'nt..He was KASS..Free...Evil lord..Feared..Not some daffy fucking pet.."Why the fuck did I have to save her?!?" He cried out, slamming a fist into the wall, regretting ever even thinking of saving Fyora that night..
Meanwhiles..
Fyora was up and around again, the next day..She corrected any errors, restocked he hidden tower, and even lowered the prices, and gave out plenty of quests, too. She'd tried to wheedle out what had been done to Kass, but nobody would tell her..He had been haunting her mind all night, all day...She hated him, and yet she...Dared not admit she loved him...She wasn't sure she did..Yet..Why could she feel this way? So soon? She barely knew the guy...But..He saved her..But, that WAS all he did..She shook her head lightly, ridding herself of him, for a moment, and proceeded to go about her work, forgetting all about the tragedy, the loss of her comrades, she wasn't the only one who'd lost a dear love, most of neopia mourned the loss of Judge Hog and the light faerie..She sighed, and left, to visit the water faerie. She was planning on making a new hidden tower doll of her, and was going to have her bless the doll with a few magic attacks..
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Hm...Well, that one sucks...I'm thinking of retyping it ALL, yet..I completed this in like, uhh...30 minutes?Damn, that'ss toomlong a time..