Beatle covers his ears as loud screeching in the woods could be heard echoing in the trees' walls.
So does Billy, who frantically swears. "FUCK, MAN!!!"
"WHAT!?!?" asked Beatle.
"I said the F-Word! Out of PURE... SPITE!!!"
"I DON'T UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE SAYING, KID!!!"
"I SAID... I SAID THE F-WORD!!!"
"WHAT!?!?"
"I SAID-!!!" The screeching stopped and dead silence came, only for Billy to yell. "I SAID THE F-WORD!!!"
"Christ. You don't have to shout."
Billy sighs, annoyed. "Who is... 'Christ...?' Is he some kinda god figure?"
"In my religion, He's my God. Well, He's the Son of God."
"You... have a religion? Aren't ya the head of your own?"
"Yeah, it gets confusing there-... Shush... Kid... Stay still."
Beatle stares at the snowy olive woods before them. Billy's breath begins to puff fog much quicker with every breath being faster than the last. Beatle immediately, within a split second, grabbed his Cross Bow and blasts at the bush in front of them as a deer with seven grotesque heads and teeth all over its face hops before them. Its flesh was irradiated and mutated with its skin hanging out from its face. Its horns were like the branches of a tree with leaves even growing from it. It had multiple eyes, heads, and body parts were far more numerous than before.
Beatle blasts at the deer as it cackles and continues charging at them. Beatle jumps up and hops around like a monkey, handspringing around as he proceeds to ax kick Beatle's face.
"Motherfucker," said the deer.
"Shit. He's sarcastic," said Beatle.
"Wait, they can talk!?" asked Billy.
Beatle hands Billy his blaster. "Shoot."
"Why?"
"BECAUSE A FUCKING DEER IS ABOUT TO KILL US BOTH!!!" Beatle takes out his eskrima sticks and beats the deer, striking him left and right. "Sorry for shouting. KILL IT!!!"
Billy takes aim. His grapple is rather clumsy. "WHERE DO I SHOOT!?!?"
"SHOOT IT IN THE FACE!!!"
"WHICH FACE!?!?"
"ALL OF THE FUCKMOTHERING ABOVE!!!"
Billy frantically pulls the trigger and shoots everywhere, except the deer, even shooting Beatle at some point.
"Fuck. That kinda stings.." said Beatle.
"Sorry, Beatle!"
"It is okay. My purpose is to protect you. If I get shot in the process, that's on me."
"STOP SAYING THAT!!!"
"Never."
Billy frantically darts his eyes left and right, trying to think of something to say, scraping the bottom of the barrel in his head. "It pains me... psychologically... That um... You're hurting uh... yourself..."
"Never took this to account."
"Yes! Um... Please! Uh... Teach me how to shoot without shooting you!"
"Okay. See that concave valley at the top of its nuzzle?"
"Yes?"
"Look between those two tiny mountains with one eye. If you're holding with your right, use your right."
"I am."
"Okay. What do you see?"
"Whoa..." Billy sees a glamorous sight of cells, molecules, and even atoms of one of the deer's faces. "Now, what?"
"Focus on what you'd like to witness. THEN... SHOOT!!!"
"SHOOOOOT!!!" Billy blasts the deer's face clean off as its head explodes into many pieces of brain and blood.
Billy is understandably traumatized.
Beatle smiles. "Great job, Billy! You saved the world!"
"No, shit Sherlock! I'm traumatized!"
"Ah. Sorry, Billy. I didn't know. Here..." Beatle pats Billy's head as some of the deer's blood gets on his glove. Slightly grossed out, Beatle wipes his hand with Billy's shirt. "She wall... I mean... We shall celebrate our kill with the ancient Filipino tradition of... KARAOKE!!!"
"Uh... Okay..." Billy shivered in fear.
Beatle sings during the dead of the night. "NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP!!! NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN!!! NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND-!!! Are you okay?"
"I do not want to speak with you," said Billy.
"Why?"
Billy is shown to avoid eye contact with Beatle. His eyes faltering away from his.
"Billy. Did I hurt your feelings?" asked Beatle.
"You made me kill something."
"I'm... sorry. But it wasn't Human. I know the Zencathics such as yourself are not allowed to kill-..."
"I don't know anything about that!"
"Ah. Zencathics are extinct 500 years ago-..."
"Stop that! Stop... Not understanding me!"
"I'm sorry. Did... I do anything wrong? We won, right?"
"What part of 'killing a living thing' DON'T you UNDERSTAND!?!?"
"But, I protected you."
"Beatle... You hurt me."
Beatle's eyes quivered. "How? You're physically healthy in every way. Your muscles, however, may have been strained by the fight."
"No. Psychologically. You scared me half to death."
Beatle looks saddened. "I... didn't know. You're... the first person to speak up about my actions like this... other than the person I loved."
"Yeah? Well... GOOD!!!" Billy sits down. "Least you could learn some form of self-respect for once."
"Billy... I-I... I tried... I thought we were similar."
"Yeah? Well... Clearly, we have differences. I'm disappointed and frustrated with you... That... we have differences."
"Then... I am sorry, Billy. I shall compromise for you. But being silent cannot exchange any form of communication. Communicate with me."
"Okay..."
"What scared you...?"
"I hurt the creature... And don't shout at me. Loud noises scare me."
"Same."
"Then why do you yell?"
"Because I was scared for you. But I promise to not yell anymore unless the situation requires it."
"Why are you so nice to me?"
"Because you're like me."
"Can I tell you something?" Billy flapped his arms, a bit stressed.
"Yes?" asked Beatle.
"I hate adjusting for others. But you adjust for me. How?"
"You just... sacrifice a part of yourself... An instinct... A part of your nature to make them feel comfortable with you. To have friends."
"But... that hurts."
"I know. And believe me, when they learn who you are, they will compromise for you, too."
"Why... do I think... differently? My own family thought I was strange. Bizarre, even. Villager friends of mine thought I was an alien or something."
"I had the exact same experience."
"It's hard."
"I know. Kid. I've done things to make others uncomfortable because of who I am. My duty is to suppress that part of myself to keep the world safe... To make Humans and my people feel comfortable. Even if it means I must stand alone."
"That sounds... lonely."
"Not really. I have you." Beatle's eyes beamed with excitement.