[ It hits you all at once, and even though you know it's only a memory, it feels like it's happening... and happening... and happening.
You're tied to this rope, tied by the neck like an animal. There are other kids with you, some crying, some begging, some silent. Hours pass, days. Food comes less and less often. Sometimes the boy who comes to feed you mocks and taunts you; sometimes he hits you; sometimes he just throws the food down in front of you.
Eventually food stops coming altogether. You wait, and wait... You're so hungry... Eventually you resort to eating some of the weeds that are growing up between cracks in the concrete. You think you'll probably die here.
[ You turn and see a teenage boy walking toward you, maybe fifteen years old. He's got blondish hair and a shark's grin (and a shark's dead eyes, for that matter), but the most striking thing about him is that one of his arms isn't an arm at all. It's a ten foot long tentacle. You instinctively know that this is the same guy from the memory you saw. ]
[ He's supposed to run away. He's supposed to be afraid. In a way it is scary. But he's faced scary, too. A scary that destroyed most of his island and at one point left his friend the only survivor.
A kid that tries to will his might on him isn't any more scarier and so huffing he glances at the items nearby. ]
I don't run away. Especially not to someone like you.
[ ONE THING ABOUT BEING BEAT UP ALL YOUR LIFE IS LEARNING TO BE FAST.
Not Breeze fast or anything like that, but he can move and when he's striken even if he bleeds he doesn't stop. Aiming to throw anything he can his hands on at the boy and... opting to tackle him if he has to. ]
[ When you throw the bucket at Drake, it hits, and he has wet cement oozing down his face and shirt... When you tackle him, he hits the ground and uses his tentacle arm like a snake, wrapping it around your neck and squeezing. ]
[ LOOK THAT'S WHAT I'VE GOT. Unless the cement magically hardens fast. My mom might be an alien, but all I've gotten from her and dad are their dumb tendencies to fly into trouble.
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You're tied to this rope, tied by the neck like an animal. There are other kids with you, some crying, some begging, some silent. Hours pass, days. Food comes less and less often. Sometimes the boy who comes to feed you mocks and taunts you; sometimes he hits you; sometimes he just throws the food down in front of you.
Eventually food stops coming altogether. You wait, and wait... You're so hungry... Eventually you resort to eating some of the weeds that are growing up between cracks in the concrete. You think you'll probably die here.
You hate them. You hate all of them. ]
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That makes him pause for one horrified second before he just as angrily and horrified tries to pull it down. ]
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[ You turn and see a teenage boy walking toward you, maybe fifteen years old. He's got blondish hair and a shark's grin (and a shark's dead eyes, for that matter), but the most striking thing about him is that one of his arms isn't an arm at all. It's a ten foot long tentacle. You instinctively know that this is the same guy from the memory you saw. ]
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What do you want?
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I'm gonna give you one chance to run.
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A kid that tries to will his might on him isn't any more scarier and so huffing he glances at the items nearby. ]
I don't run away. Especially not to someone like you.
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[ And suddenly, he's lashing his whip arm out at Ao, again and again, using it like a real whip, trying to make him bleed, to hurt him... ]
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Not Breeze fast or anything like that, but he can move and when he's striken even if he bleeds he doesn't stop. Aiming to throw anything he can his hands on at the boy and... opting to tackle him if he has to. ]
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HE CAN ATTEMPT TO BITE AND PUNCH WITH EVERYTHING HE CAN THOUGH. and kick he's very squirmy. attempt, but sh ]
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:') So I guess this is it. ]
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When he wakes up, he's back at the mall. ]