3 You Need a Night Light

The cave smelled. Not that he was complaining, since it was better than the alternative. Way less painful.

How many times has it been already? Five, six times? He looked at the wall that had 5 scratches that he put with a stick he got.

First one was due to some weird desert creatures tearing him apart. Seriously those things can go fuck themselves.

Second was due to some tall asshole who started screeching just because he made eye contact with the thing. The hell was that thing's problem?

Third and fourth were just stupid. Woke up in the middle of the ocean, twice. Already bad enough as it is to be in the middle of the ocean, he knew there were all sorts of terrifying monsters down there. Never really was a fan of the ocean, and somehow he felt that the world knew as well, since he ended up in the ocean twice in a row, only to get dragged down underwater by two different sea monsters. One which chomped down on him, and the other, which he despised more than the first one, kept him underwater while chewing on him. He died of suffocation, but it didn't make the bites any less painful.

And the fifth one was due to a dragon. Yep, a dragon. He probably would have been able to hide from it if it wasn't for the fact that those green smelly bastards didn't start chasing him again. The moment the dragon spotted him, one simple puff of breath was all it took to burn him to a crisp.

This world is really insane, and the more he thought about his situation the more his head hurt.

There's seriously nothing better to do right now though. The noise of the monsters outside made it impossible for him to sleep, not like he would want to anymore, his paranoia was doing wonders for his mental state. Thankfully his hunger hasn't been bothering him now, but that was probably the only good thing that happened to him besides the fact that he woke up close to another cave this time.

So he just decided to lay there for the night. It was dark, but at least he knew nothing would come inside.

Then he heard a growling.

"Oh fuck me," he moaned as he started to get up and back himself up a wall.

But he never reached it. Instead he felt a chill behind him. He turned around to be greeted by a set of 3 eyes, and a large smile full of razor sharp teeth that seemed to split its face open.

He wanted to run away again but it took 2 seconds to realize what he did.

He literally buried himself in the cave so nothing could go in.

Which meant nothing could go out.

"Shit, shit, shit," He yelled as he ran towards the area where he buried himself, but the monster had already bitten his arm.

"No! No! NO! I am not going outside again!," He cried as he whacked the creature with his stick. It let go, but not without it ripping a chunk of his arm with it.

"Auugh! Fuck off!" He growled using his good arm to swing the stick at the freak. It landed, and the creature was sent flying across the cave. Only for it to disappear into the walls.

"Where are you freak!" He yelled at the empty room. The room was much darker than before. Before it was dark, but now he couldn't even see his own hands when he held them to his face.

As for the answer to his question, the freak decided to answer with it appearing behind him from the walls. How did he know it was behind him? Because it bit him.

On the back of his neck.

"Oh fuck off…" He groaned as his body fell to the floor.

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"Please! You're strong right? You can help us!" The boy on the floor pleaded.

"Damn right I am, and I got strong by dealing with my issues. On. My. Own!" The taller boy spat as he kicked his leg away from the pleading four eyed rat. Seriously, who does this idiot think he is? Thinking that flattery was going to get him to do what he wanted. "I'm not doing it ok? Deal with it on your own. I got more important things to do than to deal with some weak little rat's problem."

"Please!" the boy said as the taller one began walking away, "I'll do anything, they have been making me and my friend's life a living hell!" The boy didn't stop walking. "I'll- I'll…. I'll pay you!" he yelled.

That made the boy with cronies stop walking. The leader turned around, "You really desperate for this?"

"Yes! I wouldn't do this if there was any other way," the boy with glasses uttered.

"Ok," he said, the four eyed rat's face lit up, "but," the leader continued, "it ain't cheap. I'd say it would be an all day job, wouldn't you agree fellas?"

"Uh...yeah! Time is money! So would our services!" The tallest of the cronies responded.

"We do got a lot to risk...:``The one with the shaven head said.

"Not to mention that we would have to walk around, that's a waste of energy!" the shortest one added.

"Um… ok name your price!" The four eyed kid uttered.

"200 bucks each," the leader proposed.

"What?! That's 800 dollars!" the rat complained.

"Take it or leave it," the boss said as he began walking away with his group, "you can complain all you want, but that's the cost of your problem going away."

"You can't do that! You're really gonna leave me at the mercy of those guys just because you don't want to deal with it? This is almost extortion!" the sniveling boy cried, "those guys are monsters! They have nothing to lose in torturing us! The only way to get them to stop is to fight them off!"

"And how is that my problem?" the leader scoffed, not stopping, "You're the one getting tortured. I don't lose anything for ignoring your problem. You, however, came to us begging us to help you and then started whining that we didn't drop all our things just to help you out. That's pathetic. You're pathetic," he finished.

"Well, you're a coward!" the rat accused. This caused the cronies to flinch and move away from their boss as he stopped walking and turned around.

"What?" he growled.

"You're strong, yet you hide behind a little facade, you act like you're a honest, normal person. You pretend to be good but-" before he could finish he was lifted off the ground by the leader, who was glaring daggers at him.

"Listen you little shit, you know nothing about me, so don't go spouting your bullshit to me. I'm a monster, an asshole, a bastard, a liar, but I'll never be a coward, you got it?" he spat. He expected him to start blubbering an apology, but the rat surprised him. He didn't back down and continued to glare at him.

"I may not know you, but what you're showing to me is that you're willing to put your head down if your reputation is on the line," the rat shot back.

"Cuz like I said, dumbass, I got nothing to lose knowing you're all getting your asses kicked cuz all of you can't do shit to defend yourselves." The leader replied.

"Can you still say that," The rat whispered, "If someone's life is on the line?"

"No one's life is on the line," the leader responded.

"You didn't answer the question.," the rat accused.

"Cuz it's a stupid question!" The leader roared, "No one's life is on the line! And even if it was, it's their own fault for getting put in that situation."

"So you're ok with people dying knowing you can prevent it?" the rat asked.

"Why are you convinced that someone is going to die?" the leader questioned.

"Why are you so convinced that someone undeserving isn't going to die?" the rat asked in response.

"Because no one-" the leader began, only for the rat in a strange act of courage cut him off.

You don't know that! You don't know anything about me or my friends!"

The leader stared at him for a moment. Despite the rat being in tears, he glared back at him defiantly. The air around him felt thick, and the leader felt himself stiffen up for a moment. Everyone in the area stayed silent, waiting for the oncoming disaster. But it never came, instead the leader sighed, and put the rat down. He then said, "You're right, I don't. But that doesn't change much. I don't know enough about you guys to stick my neck out. Hell, for all I know this could be one big ploy."

The four eyed boy looked up at him, "Please, at least hear out our story," he pleaded.

The leader looked over him, the scrawny, four eyed boy stiffened up, but held his gaze. They stared at each other again until finally, the leader sighed, "Fine, let's hear this sob story."

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