Page 2

Our chef rolled over a table filled with very sharp implements that we only ever used for slicing meat up with, one of the implements was a hook shaped knife that we used to slice of the child’s skin with. It went quiet as the boy sobbed at the horrible sharp knives that were shortly to be used on him.

Just as the chief was about give the order for the boy to be secured to the dissecting table he decided to have a quick stab himself. The child screamed in agony as the chief used a small knife to cut off his little finger. We all laughed as the blood spurted around the room in a burst of hot red liquid. The greedy chef as ever opened his mouth to taste some of the spurted blood, he even went as far as to nibble at the boys severed pinkie.

The chief gave the order for the boy to be tied to the gutting table. The child sobbed all the way to the table, naturally my lot laughed at his most exquisite pain. The warriors who held onto his arms as they dragged him suddenly noticed they where no longer moving anymore. They looked at each other and then back at the boy. He had stopped sobbing and was staring down at them with malicious glee in his eyes.

That fat bastard chef picked up a fairly big knife from his stove and he slinked up behind the boy. "Mr. monster I have a message from my mummy, you is all nasty men ha ha".

We stood in shock as the child with the severed finger lifted two of our finest warriors and flung them off the rock faced wall across the room. They landed with a thud on the other side of the table. The chef who was nimbly about to strike was shocked as his intended victim grabbed him by his throat.

"Bad man, bad bad naughty naughty man". The child said as he unveiled a vicious looking metal bat from underneath his shirt.

The chef went white as the boy lowered the bat upon his head with speed. CRUNCH! Went the bat as it stowed in that fat fucks head I must confess I laughed.

The boy started to laugh with maniacal glee as he began to beat to death any available member he could find. The smell of blood was overpowering I did something then that I am ashamed of now, I started to eat the dead of my kind I was so hungry….

After a few seconds the little boy found the sharp hook knife used to eviscerate his kind and began swinging it wildly about the place until there was no one left standing except for me and the chief.

The little boy laughed at me as he saw me raking the brains out of a severed skull and cramming the gelatinous fatty mush into my mouth. I couldn’t help it you have to understand we survive by eating meat. It doesn’t matter who’s meat it is. I’m slavering at the thought now, "yummy."

The boy walked over to the cowering chief and dragged him kicking and screaming over to the gutting table. I watched as the child strapped the chief to the table and headed over towards the stand that had all of the nasty sharp looking implements’ on it.

"Mr. monster I use these one".

The chief started to cry and shout protestations as the child approached him with the blade. I had finished eating the brains of one of my fallen comrades but was enticed even more by the smell of my chiefs own vital organs being ripped open.

The noise coming from the chief was awful so much so I ran up behind the boy and knocked him onto the floor. The child was shocked and angry and jumped back up with haste. I ran towards where the chief was moaning in agony and proceeded to strangle him. The boy stared in wonder as I stood back from my now lifeless chief.

"Ow ow ow, my fingy Mr. monster, it hurts a lot".

Looking around at the carnage the little boy had inflicted on my tribe and brethren I decided there and then that the best course of action was to be on the side of the boy. After all I’m not fucking stupid. I grabbed a piece of cloth and daintily wrapped it around his finger until the blood stopped. He ruffled my hair and picked me up in his chubby arms. "You my special friend now Mr. monsty", he said and together we left the crypt for good and started the long five mile trek back to his house.

[ Continue to page 3 ]