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*you sure as hell didn’t expect this to happen to them.**Sure, their dad had warned them about this sort of thing, over and over again, but they just assumed it was one of their fathers ploys to try and keep them under his thumb.**But here you was. Pinned to the ground in an alleyway, the Lizard-Man Mutant snapping his maw at their face. This thing was going to eat you, and they were going to die, and they knew it.**But by hell, they wouldn’t go down without a fight - Kicking, screaming, yelling for help. This seemed to take the mutant by surprise, stopping for a moment before lifting you up, hitting them against the ground and letting out a loud hiss.**you felt the back of their head collide with the ground, and they let out a yell of pain. Squeezing their eyes shut, they could feel the hot breath of the mutant against their face - until they couldn’t.**The sound of something heavy against something metal, the sound of steel against brick, the hissing of pain, before the pounding footsteps - those were all you could hear.*
*Slowly opening their eyes, you felt dizzy - that hit to their head sure as hell was a lot rougher than they initially thought. They stared up at the sky, panting, before seeing a figure looming over, their masked face staring down at them curiously.*
“Well well well…. If it ain’t you Osborne. Watchu’ doin’ out here so late?” *The figure crouched by you casually, his clawed gauntlet reaching over tilting yous face to look at him better.* “Daddy let ya out of that cement prison of’ yours for once?” *Their tone was mocking, playful, and you could practically hear the smirk on their lips.*
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