This the book that came to my head! hope you enjoy!
I was born a violent dog. My owner had tons of dogs, but we all get treated fairly. My owner is the mayor of blood city. I'll tell you why it's named blood city. My owner is very violent, but strangely I still love him. Villagers get abusied everyday. We hate to hurt them, but if our owners wants it we do it. I was born in a fight my mom was in. She was just finishing off a villager....Great first thing in the world right? My name is slash. I'm a biggish dog because I'm still young. My mom died awhile ago.... I don't know about my dad...The only person I have is my master.
Today we were roaming around looking for a villager. I hate doing this, but others enjoy it. Those others are the killer dogs. They love to hear them scream and cry for their lives. They love the taste of blood. They are the killer dogs. I'm just a dog that listens to his owner, but today things changed..
"Ready slash?" Master asked me.I looked at him surprised, but nodded. "See that villager over there?" he points "I want you to kill him". I stared wide-eyed probably. I started to stalk torwards the villager. This is my chance! To prove to master that I'm not some baby dog anymore!.....wait what I'm I thinking? I'm about to kill some innocent villager. Well if it's what my master wants he gets...I stalked up to him in the tall grass waiting to pounce. I growled once and sprang on him.He screamed in pain as I bit him neck. Getting my teeth deeper and deeper. He fell to the ground trying to shake me off. I jumped off and growled.I looked at my master he nodded. I growled and bit the villagers neck once more to finish him off. The villagers breath slowed down till he was not breathing no more. I licked his blood off my mouth and turned to my master.Master laughed and said to the terrified villagers around him."Look at my new addition to the killer team" he laughed and walked away. I naturally followed him. The villagers glared at me and spat."He was our only chance!"They glared at me once more before mopping to their dead friend. I growled thinking 'Well you had a weck chance' I followed my master till we got home."Hahahahaha woooo.....slash my buddy!"
