Anger Issues

"Fun Ghoul! How lovely it is to see you again." Korse said as cheerily as a drugged up dude can. "The pleasure is all yours." I spat back. The venom in my tone even suprising me. "Now now Ghouly. Play nice." He disgusted me. So much "And why should i do anything for you?!" I retaliated. He walked up to me and grabbed me by the hair, yanking it back until my eyes were watering. "I hardly think you're in the position to argue hey frank?" Korse said to me with his firm grip on my hair, spittle spraying on to the back of my neck. I shook in disgust and anger. How the hell does he know my real name?! And how dare he use it. My anger couldnt be held back as i swung around and punched him square in the jaw. Yet he didnt even flinch. I kicked him hard in he chest. So hard it should have winded him straight away. but he didnt even change his breathing pattern. Exterminator Korse was well trained and now ive tried to hurt him i doubt im in for an easy ride however long im staying here for. Im such an idiot. I might as well have begged him to torture me because me attacking him is seen as me begging for torture by him. Then i started to pray that my killjoys would save me. I dont believe in god, or luck but i do believe in the enemy. For some reason, that made me think of party...

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DESTROYA!!! ~Ghost Wolf