gators and shells

Prologue

 A Large hulking beast stalked around the dark.

He Didn't have a name, a friend, nor a family.

He was a normal animal once but was thrown out and abused.

The Monster snarled as he thought of the Kraang, his tormenters.

They had turned him into this abomination.

He was a crocodile, just a baby no bigger than a shoe. But what the Kraang did to him, He would never forgive.

He didn't have a clear answer about how he escaped. He just did.

Then again, he wasn't mentally stable.

He continued to wander around his new home. Focus and vigilant he was, as he held a crystal in his late claws.

The Kraang would want it back, but he would not let them.

The croc was taken out of his thoughts when he heard what sounded like crying.

What, who is That? He thought. Friend or foe? Might need help? But dangerous? The thoughts swirled around in his head as he remembered how he cried for help.

Deciding to check it out, he turned around and stalked to wherever the cries were coming from;

Taking a left, he, the Monster, was left agape.

There, sitting in the water, Was a small child.

It wasn't human by any means, covered in small, soft scales. A large shell makes up its odd body, A pair of round eyes, the color of the early morning sky. Its skin, a light yellowish green.

Like me? Not me, off, different not bad.

The croc thought as he gave a confused look at the child.

He reached out a hand to try to grab the tiny thing. He couldn't help but realize that his hand was much larger than the entire child's body.

"Hello?" He asked, unsure if this child belongs to someone else.

The child looked up with a panicked expression, "W-who are y-you?" It cried softly. "Who Is You?" the Monster replied, feeling a tad bit awkward about everything.

The child froze, then looked around. "I-i dont K-know. W-ho a-am i?"

Lost? Like me, but will it be found, The Gator thought.

The monster couldn't help but pity the child, being alone like him. The child was so small, weak, and frail.

So, the Monster decided to take the child with him.

To were?

Who knows.