CHAPTER 1
DARK NIGHT
Earth-251.
2051.
Tokyo Metropolitan Matsuzawa Hospital.
A doctor, a male alligator walks up to a room, with a female gazelle by his side.
"Patient 4271." said the alligator. "54 year old pansexual male. Leopard/gazelle hybrid. The patient is severely sadistic and masochistic. Criminal acts committed include rape, murder, matricide, pedophilia, cannibalism, theft and grand theft auto. Must be considered extremely dangerous. Keep the patient muzzled and restrained and exercise extreme caution when in presence."
"Good God." said the gazelle. "He's almost like the devil."
"Damn near." said the alligator "He's escaped before." the alligator said and pressed the talk button. "Hello, Melon. How are we feeling today?"
The shape of a gazelle sat in the floor middle of the room, head facing the floor. He had on a straitjacket and a muzzle. He had tattoos of green melon leaves on his fur.
"I feel like shoving that damn syringe in your fucking eye next time you wanna shoot me up full of drugs." said the creature.
"You know why we have to do that, Melon." said the alligator.
"It's because you're pussies." Melon said with a smirk.
The gazelle got on the intercom.
"I know why you're in here this time." she said. "Why would you murder an innocent child?"
Melon looks up at the door and stands up. His eyes were of leopard heritage, though at this time, it was like looking into the eyes of evil. He walked closer to the door, nearly able to touch it.
"Because I wanted to." Melon said with a smirk. "I did it with my bare hands too. Feeling a life draining from the body..." he laughed. "It's such a rush!"
"I wish you'd just burn in Hell." said the gazelle.
"I'm glad you hate me." Melon said and chuckled. "Now that we're sharing our wishes... Let me tell you what I want. When I get out of here... And believe me, I will, I'm coming for you... I'm going to rape you hard... and kill you slowly... and I'm going to be very disappointed if I don't hear you begging."
The gazelle backed away from the door, back to it.
Melon laughed.
"Cry bitch, cry." he said.
The doctor then pressed talk on the intercom.
"Back away from the door." he said.
"Fuck you." Melon said and walked back over to the center of the room.
The doctor then walked over to the gazelle.
"He... He has no remorse at all." said the gazelle. "He loves what he does..."
"It's a mad world." said the doctor.
Hours later.
After some more treatment, Melon was resting in his bed, after a new staff member forgot to muzzle him. A doctor, a male goose came in with a syringe and leaned down, whispering to him.
"You deserve worse than this, you piece of shit." he whispered.
"Way to waste your chance." Melon thought to himself, before quickly and swiftly locking his jaws around the doctor's throat, sharp feline teeth piercing his flesh. Melon didn't hesitate one moment to bite down harder and harder until he felt the bones in the doctor's neck snap. Melon then let go of his neck and his body fell backwards onto the bed. Melon's jaws were now soaked in blood. He then licked his lips, taking in blood.
"Thanks for the donation, doc." Melon said and laughed, then unfastened from the bed, a mangled paperclip falling to the floor as he got the strap over his chest off. Using his teeth, he cut a wrist restraint open, freeing his hand, which he used to free the other. He grabbed the keys and nightstick off the doctor's belt and the syringe he dropped.
"Well, doc, it's been a pleasure killing you." said Melon. "If you don't mind, it's time to blow this joint."
There was of course no response.
"What's that? Over your dead body?" asked Melon. "Well, shit. Piece of cake." he said and laughed as he escaped the room.
A little bit later, Melon makes it to the security desk with a victim, threatening to to knock him out with the drugs in the syringe.
"Open the fucking door!" Melon shouted.
"We can't do that!" said one of the guards.
"Do whatever he says, please." said the victim.
The doors to the room open.
"Put your guns on the floor and shove them out the door to me! Slowly!" shouted Melon.
The three guards then slowly put their pistols on the floor, then slid them out the door. He then turns to the victim, syringe still to his throat.
"You. Kneel down with me." he said.
And so, the victim knelt down.
"Good boy." said Melon, then, one hand on the syringe, grabs the three guns, putting one up his sleeve, along with the syringe, before quickly grabbing the other two. He then puts the pistol in his left hand against the victim's back.
"Get in there." said Melon. The victim then walked in, Melon closely behind. Melon moved quickly, firing three shots, all in the heads of the guards.
"Please... I have a family..." said the victim.
Melon then pushed the gun barrel to the victim's skull as he got in front of him. He then kissed him, before pulling the trigger and killing the victim, more blood splattering onto his face. He then laughed.
"You can probably guess how much I give a shit." he said, hysterically.
Sometime later, the gazelle walked back to the security room. Door still open, she walks in, despite the appearance of absence. She sits the coffee on the desk, before noticing the four corpses stacked underneath the desk. She starts screaming, however, Melon sneaks up behind her and sticks her in the neck with the syringe, shooting her full of the drugs meant for him. She drops to the floor and he laughs again.
"What do ya say we get outta here, darlin'?" he said, to which he got no response. "Speechless? Well... I ALWAYS have the best ideas."