Tybalt stood at the entrance of the " Museum of The Strange and The Unusual", watching silently, as a large cage, covered by a huge cloth; being moved into the back entrance.
"It looks like everything is stabilized, sir" Tybalt's assistance, Austin, informed;walking up to him.
"We still would have to transfer him in his actual cage, now do we" Tybalt's grey eyes flashed back towards the large cage.
"Of course sir..." Austin eyes trailed to the cage as well.
Tybalt lifted his chin towards the starless sky, the cold hitting his face"This thing would make me a fortune, don't you think? Austin?"
Austin immediately nodded "Yes, I agree sir"
Tybalt nodded at this, and before he could answer, the sound of a horrified scream sounded from inside the building, along with a loud roar
Tybalt immediately rushed in the back entrance, only to be greeted with a pool of blood, and a man hold onto his torn arm, crying in pain.
"What.did.you.do" Tybalt growled.
One of the men, who was helping his injured companion, walked up to him "My friend, got to close to the beast, when it struck"
Tybalt looked back at the injured "And did the beast get away? Was it hurt?" He asked coldly
The man gave him a look of disbelief "the beast is fine"
"Good", Tybalt knelled in front of the injured man , before yanking at his hair;causing the man to cry out.
Tybalt then leaned forward "stop your damn bleeding, and clean this shit up, understand?", he clutched the man's hair harder when he didn't answer "Do I make myself clear?"
"Y-yes! Sir!" The man whimpered
Tybalt harshly pushed his head away. The man barely catching himself in time.
"Where's the beast?" Tybalt asked; standing up
"o-over there" the man said, pointing with his uninjured hand towards the corner.
Tybalt walked over, taking a long stick, from a nearby worker.
"You awake there Beasty?"
A low growl, sounded from the darkness of the cage
"You have been misbehaving"
A hiss this time
" Now, don't be rude, we can't have that now can we?"
With that, Tybalt pressed a button towards the lower end of the stick, and electric sound, came from the tip.
He slammed it at the rib of the Beast. Causing it to shriek, in both surprise and pain
"May that be a welcoming gift" Tybalt turned to walk away
"You Beastly thing"