"GO BACK TO YOUR CAVES, BUG!" someone shouted at me before a rock was thrown at me with such speeds it just shattered upon hitting my face. The force causing me to stumble a bit which then led me to one of the guards guiding me who then hit me back. A firm slamming of my foot stopping me from moving about anymore. A firmness I had to try and keep as I walked as they were not letting me stop either.
"Keep moving!" the guard most directly behind me ordered as the rear of his rifle slammed straight into my lower side. A brief glare forming in my eyes before it disappeared upon seeing the smirk the guard had when he caught sight of it. His hands flexing about his gun doing a lot to remind me of just how little justification he would need. A frail path I walked indeed...
What made it worse, however, was how they gave me explicit orders not to raise my hands ever during this journey to my future home. So that meant I just had to take every single bit of abuse literally thrown at me as I walked. And even with all these stones, little magical bolts and other items hitting me over and over to the point of drawing small amounts of my sickly yellow blood... The words were bothering me far more.
Mostly because I had no means to act out the anger that was boiling inside of me, I had to stay calm and collected in a loose sense. Otherwise, they'd shoot me here and now, they'd kill me and the world around me would cheer for my death. A death I had done nothing to deserve other than being a monster that I did not decide to be. In a way, I felt nothing but anger towards Frihdeicalkbr.
'Here, let me keep you alive so I can study you and expand our knowledge!' Yet, he was nowhere to be seen and I know for a fact he was a part of those who decided this for me. Under what principle did a man come to me saying he'd help me for his own selfish, knowledge-seeking goals... Only to then disappear and leave me in a situation where everyone did nothing but provoke me!? What right did he have to do this to me!?
I suppose it was pointless to complain at him, though, in my head or otherwise. Even if he made a strong claim in favour of me, there would be no way he could push through the meaningful stuff when everyone else is against me. As presumptuous as it may be for me to do, I don't think many here were willing to look on at me from a pragmatic mindset. Of course, this was just me making baseless guesses...
"FIRE!" someone then shouted before a large bang rang out. Sudden jitters from me leading to a mass wave of laughter all directed at me.