What Am I?

Prisonment or Torture?

He nodded at me instantly and stood up, standing beside me. He didn't look at me and I don't know why, he just stood there with his head down.

I was about to confront him about it when the doors clicked and slowly opened. What was seen was amazing, there were a few buildings then lines and rows of prison cells that went on for at least a mile and was as high as a 20 story building. People/beasts were everywhere in this place and most of them didn't look at us until I heard some chatter go around, I didn't know what but I guessed what it was when they all stared at me. The thing was that they were all men and boys and that stuff. Oh great. This was prison to me, no this was hell. I get enough drama from football guys in school, being in a prison with all those adrenaline pumped males, just give a me gun right now please.

I groaned internally and noticed I had a sack. I looked at it, how did I get that and when?

That guy gave it to you while you dozed off. And don't worry, I did come out but I did nothing, I can't fly yet so it'd be a long way down. The beast said.

Oh. And that's good, now what's in it? I pondered then opened it up and looked through it. There was a lighter, a multi-tool pocket knife, a guide of survival, a gun with a lot of extra rounds, that'll come in great handy with these guys especially since we can't die from gunshots to the heart, matches, a couple pens and a word search, a compass, a map, fresh clothes, some good food, a big water flask- wait, how the hell does all of this stuff fit in this sack/satchel? Who cares, Flimington is helping me out and that I won't have to deal with all these men.
Well, for the most part at least.

I closed the sack and we stepped out, the door closing behind us with a bang. I looked at it then at the boy then at all the rest of the males in this place. I sighed and started walking, the boy following me. Everyone was staring at me as I walked past, I ignored the whistles and comments to me and all the muttering, but one male, specifically a teenager just a bit older than me, crossed the line. He came up and smacked my butt. I stopped dead in my tracks and his buddy's laughed and cheered him on as he looked at them then to me. He reached his hand out to grab my shoulder and spin me around to I'm guessing kiss me, but I grabbed his hand and spun around as fast as lightning and had his arm behind his back then kicked a foot from under him and pinned him to the ground. I grabbed the gun and held it to his heart, everyone gasping and watching intently now. "Next time, I suggest you mind your manners before I come out and give you another reason to fear us both." Me and the beast growled at him then I pulled the trigger and he went limp. I stood up and put the gun away, the place so quiet I could hear the fire crackle in the food court. I looked at them sternly then turned away and started walking towards the cells.

I got to them and opened up the first one I saw and took my sack off, easily finding an excellent spot to hide it. The boy had followed me and was standing outside of the cell. I noticed that this is, well another guys cell but I didn't care, I was taking it over now. Well I was going to leave actually but I found out who's cell it was, the teenager who had smacked my butt, yeah it was his cell. I moved his stuff out and tossed it outside the cell. I plopped down on the bed, at least here I could be myself and not avoid everyone, because everyone was like me, they have a beast in them.

I stared at the ceiling with a completely blank mind. Wow. When I had time to think I could never do it but when I was busy concentrating I could think up a storm.

Pretty soon something was up because the boy had stood up. He was looking at something that was in the place. I got up and went out to him to find out what it was, and what it was was a whole bunch of guys crouded around where I had shot the teenager. I rolled my eyes and turned around to start going back in the cell to lay down. Until I was thrown into a wall. I groaned and fell backwards at least 20 feet onto my back. Stupid boy. The beast said.

Just don't shred him and go easy, he can't handle all of your might. I muttered before going unconscious which by our deals allowed it to take control of me.

It/I groaned and rolled over, claws already growing on my hands. Suddenly I was picked up and slammed into the cell bars of a cell, facing him. The teenager who had smacked my ass was holding my throat and looking me in the eyes with glowing red ones. His claws dug into my throat and I could see the horns right above his ears, he was bloodthirsty, bloodthirsty for my blood.

I smiled and my eyes glowed red as my claws and fangs grew out. The boy narrowed his eyes at me and raised his hand, getting ready to strike me.

I just laughed and suddenly we traded places, I was holding his neck and against the cell bars as my claws dug into his throat.

He looked deep into my eyes. My horns grew to half their full length, two feet for my front horns above my ears and two and half feet for my horns at the back of my head, being at the same height for the most part now. My ears grew out sideways into a point.

Everyone was watching us and gathering around, I knew that because my vision extended to around me. Not to mention I could feel the heat of their gazes. I smirked and held the guy up and slammed him to the floor. "What? Me putting a bullet through your heart wasn't enough for you to learn? Maybe this will." I said, my voice the same as it had been before as the beasts voice. I picked him up by his arm with his back to me then I smirked and slammed my fangs into his neck.

His eyes widened and he screamed out in pain. He tried grasping someone but they were all backing up and away from us. I smirked and started drinking his blood.