Dedicated to my eternal enemies. I will
to cripple and destroy you while he himself is alive.
Werewolves '99
- You can hardly see your face, - The sergeant tilted -
approached the body - apparently they beat him with rebar.
- Yes, most likely.
- Okay guys, everything is clear here. Let's
load it.
The police lights flashed again. Tol-
I watched the onlookers with morbid interest
bloody bundle on a stretcher.
“Disperse,” the sergeant said wearily.
blocking the passage, - Mother, child
take away what you really are.
The crowd trembled and began to disperse. hysterically
the siren howled and the cars one by one
sneaking around in the night...
I clutched my white fingers into the
fence, with difficulty swallowed a lump of
burning nausea. My legs were shaking slightly. I was
looks like a hunted, exhausted animal
oh.
Moving with difficulty, I approached the crimson
howl, in the light of a street lamp, a puddle. Legs
collapsed on their own.
- Oh God... Why didn't he run away? - Almost
I groaned, “Why???
The nausea set in even more intensely. I turned away
he sat down and slowly walked along the dirty sidewalk.
ru, staggering like a drunk.
- Hair... God, what nonsense! He was killed
for long hair!
I was overcome with madness. Falling to my knees pr-
hole in the middle of the road I howled, - HE WAS KILLED
FOR A LONG HAIR!!! Scumbags!! CATTLE!!! I
I DON'T HATE YOU, GOPNIKS!!! DO YOU HEAR?!! I
I WILL GET YOU FROM UNDER THE GROUND!!! CATTLE...-...maybe it can even bring you to a stop,
what? - Owl patted me on the shoulder.
“I’ll get there,” I smiled, “Here we go.”
ru steps.
- Well, see for yourself.
- Don't worry, thanks for the beer. Poside-
Isn’t it good, it hasn’t been like this for a long time. Call me tomorrow
onyu. And leave it with Lena! Nice girl
don't be stupid...
Slowly going down the stairs and hanging
poking some kind of pop under his nose, attached to
this morning, I plugged the cassette into my player
set and turned on rewind to the beginning so that
drown out this lame motive.
Slightly stormy from beer, I wandered to the bus stop.
ke, looking forward to the end of the rewind.
Laughter was heard from behind. I shuddered everyone
body. Such a loud horn belongs to the
only to the gopniks. I don't even need to see them
to determine this.
My entire consciousness was paralyzed by wild fear. Himself-
This is real animal fear. In a fraction of a second-
nd the brain worked out a dozen options for saving
niya and the most important one stubbornly hammered: “Maybe
won't pay attention...
As if in response, there was a blow to the tense nerves -
or the word: “Faggot” and something else, intermixed
a cow with a Homeric horn.
I went cold - "We noticed." Legs by themselves
they carried me faster.
- Hey, people! Komon!!!
All. This is a direct challenge. Now either run
or...
- Fuck, faggot! Where are you running away??? - Go-
The moose became irritated.
I still can't stop myself...
- Stop, they're telling you...
- I'm in a hurry! - As calmly as possible, cry-
I nodded.
- Why are you so shaggy?- I like it that way.
- I don’t like it!!!
- Everyone has their own tastes.
- But I don’t like it!!!
“I’m not trying for you,” “That’s it... Gr-
wretchedness..."
- What??!!!
- Nothing.
- What did you say???!!!
- I'm in a hurry.
- Hair salons are already closed... Fuck, yes
stay still bitch.
- That's it... - My legs felt like they were made of cotton. Hol-
one wave passed throughout the body from the feet,
up to your head - a horse dose of adrenaline
went for a walk through my veins. Pull more
it is impossible. Run or...
Yanking the jacket out of his inner pocket,
fucking club, I straighten it with a blow
asphalt and slowly unroll.
“Three,” he involuntarily burst out loud.
My reaction and, albeit unsightly-looking pl-
The little girl made them stop.
- What kind of problems? - Through clenched teeth the pro-
I was eating and didn’t recognize my voice.
- Wow, what a fighter you are! - One neighed.
- Which one is.
- What kind of person are you? The schmuck is lame.
- "What's next?" - A thought flashed here too
she persistently whispered: “Run.”
- "Run!" - My whole being screamed.
Only one stopper kept me motionless:
- "I'm a man. I was insulted. I owe
this is to fight,” this was the order of my Self.
- What did you say? - Slowly, as if pro-
I squeezed out, rushing through the barrier.
- Ooooh!!! - The trio cackled, in anticipation -
performance.
Chilling fear grew into cold fury
quality...
- “Well, hold on...” - The last thing I said-
the hall to yourself.
Not so bad knowing the lawsfights, I don't
hoped to remain intact. Gopota - brainlessness -
Nay fascists, they beat you as long as you move.
Sharply throwing out my hand, I kissed him hard
baton to the closest one, hitting right on
face. Screaming, he bent over to the side.
What happens next is like a dream. Hit from behind. Not even
a blow, not a kick. Staying on your feet, here
I get hit in the face with a boot. The baton came off
melts to the side... I see the asphalt and approaching
shaking leg. I'm dodging...
- Fuck!!! Bitch, he broke my fucking floor! -
the voice of the one who received the braid.
It's impossible to get up. Strikes on all parts
bodies. Rolling on the asphalt, I start to go wild
and growl quietly.
Sharp pain in the lower back.
- "My club!" - I guessed, suddenly everything-
pooping on your feet. I see, as if in a fog, bri-
that head.
- “Well, just let me get to the throat.”
I get hit in the kidneys from behind. I'm flying into
the hole in front and wrap my arms around it. The one
hugging him with a laugh and hitting him in the groin with his knee...
The grip weakens, but anger wins. From fish
I'm sinking my teeth into my throat...
A cry of pain and horror. Someone grabs you by the
losy and pulls back. In vain. Remains in the mouth
a piece of meat and sinew... Spitting with disgust-
ayu, waiting for the blows. It seems they were scared.
Out of the corner of my eye I see a bottle in the grass. Dude
roars like a buffalo. I don’t feel anything anymore
yours except the desire to kill all three...
Who said that the taste of blood is not exciting?
Lie! The blood of the enemy is an elixir of rage.
Taking advantage of the confusion, I rush into the st-
drop the bottle.Deciding that I'm running away, alone
rushed after...
I immediately break the bottom of the bottle on the side
and falling on my side, I hit the “rose” in the leg
running...
- Fuck! He's crazy! - Grabbing the arms by the arms -
out of pain, my friend, the bastard retreats.
With a roar of rage, I throw the rest after
glass
- “We have to leave...” - without making out the way,
I'm going in the opposite direction...
While washing myself near the pump, I try to restrain
choking cry. Tears flow like hail down the cold
my face like hot lava. Spasms
in my throat I muffle it with a dull growl through
teeth. Hurt. It hurts a lot. But even more
scary. Not for your disgusting act, but for
experience...
But I was able to overcome myself. I was able to crush
to lose your animal fear, which has tormented you for so many years,
shivered me... Now I have gained even greater strength
lu - I felt the TASTE OF THE ENEMY. Now he's from me-
Nya is not going anywhere - FROM UNDER THE GROUND -
WELL...
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