After I'd been done tearing apart as many as I could, I was unconscious, they had the upper hand in their numbers and had me locked in a back room. Once I woke up I could hear them talking behind the door
"So, what'll we do with this one?"
"Kill him, of course, but we could still have a bit of fun, first."
I didn't care, I just knew what I'd done, and I was proud of it. Once they were done discussing what they would do, one of them walked in. They had me in shackles and had my hands behind my back. He could see I'd woken up and yelled at me.
"Hey, idiot! Look at me!"
I slowly raised my head to look at him, with only hatred in my eyes. He slapped me, so I headbutted him. He yelled for the other ones left to come in, and they did. They all looked at me like I was the creature here.
"Why would you headbutt him?! You know you deserve all of what we'll do to you!"
I stood up, even with my hands shackled behind me, my legs were free, for unfortunately obvious reasons.
I didn't attack them, only stared with disgust. One of them walked over to me, and punched me across the face, sending me off balance, with no way to catch myself. I fell to the ground, and just put my hands below my legs and had my hands in front of me, they all looked at me in fear and didn't expect me to be this flexible.
"What? Scared?"
I ran up to one of them, held the shackles around its neck, and started pulling on them, choking it. It almost seemed like they were enjoying it as they said
"Harder."
Before collapsing onto the ground. I looked at it with disgust and kicked it, when the others looked at me in horror and ran out, shutting the door behind them. I waited for what felt like an eternity waiting for them to do anything, before finally, a furry looking like one of the "gootraxians" walked in, and it seemed like its objective was obvious when it started reaching for me. I'd done a good job pretending the shackles were still on, and wrapped them around its hands, before headbutting it and walking out of there. I looked at all of the other ones with nothing but disgust, while they looked at me with fear. They'd taken my knife, so I walked towards one and asked nicely
"Where's my knife?"
It responded with
"Uhh... I can't tell you."
I punched it and walked over to the next one
"Where's my knife?"
"I-i can't tell you, p-please don't hurt me!"
I grabbed it by the face and squeezed so hard it started crying for mercy, but I only squeezed harder, until there was a loud crunch, and I walked over to the next one, still smiling
"Where's my knife?"
"I-it's in that room, but there'll be guards."
I hooked into its foot with mine, and pulled to the ground, before walking to the room it told me. I opened the door to see two big furries, who asked
"How'd you get out?"
In response, I pointed to the bigger one and said
"You. Tell me where my knife is."
"It's back there, but you're not getting in there."
I then took him by surprise, shoved my fingers into his eyes, and walked past, as if they weren't even there, and the other one just knew he'd get hurt, so he let me. I saw a large safe-looking door, opened it, and saw my knife again, so I ran for it, and when I grabbed it, the walls fell, showing many more furries, and they all seemed pretty angry, and ran at me, but I just easily countered and slashed away, with them having no chance against me. I then calmly left, finishing off all of the other ones, and went home, satisfied for the day.
(Sorry if this one was a little too long, and sorry for ending this story so suddenly)
