WARRIOR THOMAS
The beast had transformed, the insulent creature had finally been put down.
"Bow." i ordered, a bit apprehensive of it. "Slowly."
It lowered its large body as it looked me right in the eye. I could still see some resistance from the boy that lay beneath the beast. As strange as it was, that was what the Crimson Alpha was, a boy, a child. Forced to go through so much.
I almost felt sorry for him… Almost.
It was his cross to bear. I smiled to myself, this moment would be the beginning of the end. How sweet it would be once I wiped out the scum of the earth with one of their own. I looked at the beast that lay infront of me with both awe and disgust, the beast would easily tower above mine.
"You are disgusting, you hear me, disgusting." I spat, watching as it's crimson eyes narrowed, even as it stayed down.
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