Unfair Life

A New Start

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It's been a few days and Master finally moved me back to the backyard. For a couple days I was treated like a normal dog, I got fed, and I got to sleep on the bed, I was even able to chew on old shoes! However, Master's mournings do not last forever, eventually it was back to the same old same old, being outside, on a chain, barely being fed. I mean at least the gash in my head got a little better, not 100% though. I still haven't seen Joey yet, I would have thought he would have come back... I miss him.... Master misses him.
"You ready for today's training Mutt?"

Speak of the devil... literally. I look at him with this "Do we have to do today?" face... no luck.

"I know, today's gonna be rough, but you'll get through it, Hell, if you were able to fight that big dog you'll be able to do training! I believe in y-"

Master catches himself and looks down.

"I-I mean let's just get today over with Mutt."

He goes over to his truck and pulls out all of his materials. He grabs the whip.

Ugh why the whip I thought he would like me more now to feel pity.

I thought to myself.

"Alright, I get to finally test this baby out!"

Master says out loud while grabbing a new thing from his truck. It looked a lot like the dog I fought a week ago, but it wasn't moving, it was just limp.

"Power on!"

Master shouts out loud. I suddenly see the once limp   body lift its head up and it's eyes turned green.

"Now... ATTACK!"

The eyes of the thing suddenly turn blood red and it starts to charge toward me. I duck in enough time for it's pounce to miss me a by a hair. What is this thing? Why is it so fast? It's movement are almost mechanic like a robot... is that what it is? I have no more time to think I can see it charging towards me again. It's mouth is wide open, it's teeth look like razors.

I pounce at the beast and jump on its back to take a bite out of its neck. I open my mouth, but I suddenly feel a sharp pain in my leg, I howl. I immediately jump down to look at the wound, I'm bleeding. I look back at the beast, it has blood dripping off it's teeth.

What the hell? It took a huge chunk out of my leg!

I stand up, shaking, I can't believe this. I fall down again. I'm so weak. I hear Master's voice ring out.

"Tsk, you didn't even get a scratch on my new toy. Power off."

I look up at the beast, it turned limp again. I suddenly feel a rush of pressure on my back. It's Master's foot. He whispers to me.

"If you can't fight that, you won't be able to fight anything."

I feel so numb. His words pierced through my ears. I'm useless. I'm useless. I'm useless. I'm useless. I'm useless. I'm so so useless. Why do I even try?

"Good night Mutt."

He puts away his whip. He never whipped me today. But, to be frank, I'd rather be whipped right now.