Hmm, wonder what kittens taste like.

Some thing was coming, some thing bad, and... ye, sure, like its that much of a shock.

She forgot about me, of course she did, just like every one does, every one always forgets about the fat one.

Saying shit like 'oh, your not ready'. Ye so what I', pleasantly plump, I loved the cake, but ain’t like I didn’t train, trained my arse off I did.

Got one word for her, and her gang of little groupies.

Fuck you.

Oh ye, that’s two words, right. Ye, like I cared, so what maybe I ain’t that smart, so what, sue me.

Didn’t want to be in there gang any ways, they needed me way, way more then I would ever need them, so there.

They hated me, and I hated them so much more.

And, ye, so what, what if they didn’t know I existed, so what if Will die before he asked them to come and get me, so what if she popped outta the ground, like some sort of decrepit daisy before I ever got my chance, fuck it, so what If I didn’t know exactly where they were, they had help, ain’t like they needed me, ain’t like I needed them, and I mean, ain’t like it was my fault if they lived or died, at least I was still alive, fuck them.

They were in America, even the Canadian ones were, and I was here, in this shit hole.

So what if I didn’t have a world to save, I had a family. So what if I'm the unknown slayer, fuck'um.