2 Chapter 2

He would have considered everything that happened merely a dream, that is if- if he didn't get a new set of memories and most importantly if he hadn't clawed his way out of a cocoon.

A freakin cocoon! 

His senses were dialed to a hundred; he had immense thirst and hunger. He just wanted to dash and find something, anything but his instincts were stopping him, telling him it was a bad idea. 

So he tried his best to regain himself, first thing first he had to get rid of the cocoon and clear everything. Then go to 'his' house; also most importantly find something to cover himself in. 

One Thing to note, he was being very rational right now, even though he always was a mild-tempered guy, still this was unusual. 

Shaking himself of random thoughts, he used his newfound powers and stole some clothes and a lighter. And tried to lit the cocoon on fire- but it was pointless. 

That thing was fireproof.... Yeah, what was he supposed to do now? 

Ugh, what to do! The thing was so big if left untouched, it can become very problematic. Even if this alleyway looks to be remote, there were chances that someone would pass by and notice. 

And the news will be all over the media, 'unidentified large cocoon found in a dark alley'.

Worst-case scenario, web will be experimented upon! 

Don't take him being too overcautious his instincts were going berserk, everything was too much, very sudden, and highly unnatural! It was already a miracle he was not going mad. 

Unexpectedly a drop of liquid dropped on a small patch, dissolving it. 

His canines were reacting to his anxiety and releasing venom; discovery made him finally relax a little. 

This was going to take a long time....