Chapter 3: Hate
Souless Alfred turned around in shock to see that the voice belongs to Zidane Tribal, one of Shinu's apprentices, craving on his own anger because of what he could just remember in the past. It was a a weird experience for him to become evil and insane, though he is simply playful and kind of joyful at his time. He cannot remember anything at all. He doesn't know anything of what happened in the past and has he became now. He was possesed, not victimed, by Shinu as well, leaving him a right cat eye and a psycho voice.
But we'll talk more about him later. Right now I have to tell you everything...
"Zidane Tribal..." Souless Alfred snarled with a shy grin, "I was expecting you..."
"You shouldn't have! I thought you would run away, you dumb cat!"
"Pfft... You are such a freak..."
"YOU ARE! Done!"
"No. You. Added with quinatrillion. End of discussion!"
Zidane, pissed off by how smart Souless Alfred was now, jumped off the tree and catched up to him. As if he were a stranger looking for help, but in a different way. He didn't want to ask him 20 questions, but simple ones. Since that he was Zidane's best friend, he would play around with him.
So, he followed him. As he came up to the anthro hedgehog in black and gray uniform, he finally got a chance to ask questions.
"So..." Zidane spoke, "I heard you used to like mint drops... Explaination why? Pretty please?"
Souless Alfred, who was ignoring Zidane and thinking about his friends, sharpened his claws