Created by Mr J(ON HOLD)

07

School is hectic (since this is my second last year) so I had to put this book on hold. Now I need opinions, keep this book on hold until I can write up a few parts that will be the usual 1000 words or I can take it off hold and try to write parts more often (maybe each week or so?) that may only be 500 words, please please leave your preferred method bellow :) enjoy the part

My father... Not even slightly phased by the idea of killing my father a low growl emanates from the hyenas and my mind starts racing, how do I get Bud and Lou to attack? I wasn't told, I was just told to kill!

"Who are you? And how did you get in here?!" He demands staring directly in my eyes not even knowing it is me. Part of me wishes I could speak, say something so he knows who is killing him and why. My attempt to talk becomes squeals much like the hyenas laughter. Finally I decide to lunge towards him in hope that Bud and Lou will follow my actions which luckily they do. Sinking my teeth into his neck as hard as I can I keep biting down until I taste metallic blood. Screams bounce through the room but I don't feel a shred of sympathy, what have I become? Tearing and scratching the hyenas and I tear what used to be my father to pieces. I feel an odd sense of excitement and enjoyment with his blood all over my face. His screams rattle through the room, choked and muffled, blood sliding down his throat and to his lungs, it won't take long to get to them. Within moments he is a mess of organs, blood and other ungodly body fluids, before I realised what I was doing I collected his teeth, have I been programmed? Am I even human? Terror strikes me when I hear a gasp, jolting my head to the side I see someone looking down at us. Flashing my blood stained teeth I scream, Bud and Lou do the same. In a weak attempt to defend themselves the unknown person holds their hand up, as if that would stop two... three killing machines.

"Please leave..." They mumble, shaking in obvious and valid fear. My job was not to kill her... I see no point in it. Pushing them to the ground I scarper, the hyenas hot on my heels, the tree of us hurrying to get away from the scene. The moment we're outside we make a desperate dash for it. I halt at the sound of a squeal coming from one of the hyenas. Stopping myself as quickly as mostly humanly possible I snap my head back to see Harley shoving the hyenas in the back of an oddly familiar van.

"Oi, get in!" She yells, slamming one of the back doors. Before she can shut the doors on me I scurry back, pulling myself in I curl my body tight as to avoid getting my leg caught in the slamming door. Bud hurries to me, licking the streaks of blood from my face, I have never searched about hyenas but they appear to be more interesting than I would've thought. It doesn't take long to return home, the van stutters to a halt, a clicking of heels come closer and light floods in through the opened doors. Bud and Lou don't hesitate, rushing out and jumping around Harley laughing happily, attempting to lick her while jumping all over the place.

"Lets get you bathed." She tickles behind Buds ear, laughing and shaking her head, mumbling nonsense at her baby. Lou jumps back towards me, licking behind my ear before jumping back out and following Harley. An odd sensation of fear pulses through me, my first thought is to back up as far as I can go. Confused by myself I do as my instincts tell me, crouching in the shadows. In attempts to discover any possible risks I strain my ears, staying as still as physically possible. 

"Oi, darling or whatever your name is! Get your ass out here, it's bath time." Flinching at the shouting I crawl from my shadow, peaking my head out the back, Harley grabs my head forcefully kissing me roughly before shoving me aside, walking inside, swinging her hips and looking back at me. Obediently I follow slowly behind, I imagine if I had a tale it would be between my legs. Inside there are bloody paw prints and happy laughs. Trailing after them my head slowly lowers, a few tears slipping, what is she going to do? 

"Come here." Harley enters the hallway, her arms outstretched. Before I can turn away or even move she swiftly picks me up, carrying me to the brightly lit bathroom, water pouring from the tap steadily.

"Lets get you out of these dirty, dirty clothes."