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Submitted On Jan25/12 Hits 2492 Summary:
Something I've had written for a while and decided to share. I'm not sure if I'll stick to a first person point of view but it seemed like an interesting way to start things. Comments and opinions are more than welcomed. More chapters to come soon.
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You know it's going to be a bad day when the first thing you feel when you wake up in the morning is the liquor breath of a daemon twho's arms are thicker than your legs. Now I know I'm not the biggest kitty in the litter being five feet tall and barely over ninety pounds but this guy's shoulder looms over the top of my ears and he must weight four or five times more than me.
My eyes are still glued together from a much needed rest when his hand strikes me across the face and that's more than enough to slap all that morning haze straight out of my body. I lose track of the stars that seem to explode in front of my eyes and the burning sensation in my cheek is followed by that metallic taste of blood. Instinctively I wince in place and try to squirm from underneath him but he holds me down. It's rather easy when one's hand is as big as my head and decides to grip my shoulder so hard his claws nearly dig holes through it. One knee nearly snaps my leg in half an...
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