The monsters before her regarded her with a haunded amusment, and began to kackel... a sickining mircless laugh, and as they continued to cast off their humanoid shells the laugh turned into an unbearabuly high pitched screch, no more merly haunting but on a whole new level, something sedistic and tormenting. Maybee this horid wailing was what triggered Gochii's instincts. Or maybee the feel of Pleego beside her, shivering like a terified helpless child. Pleego, who had always been strong for her, always laughing and joking, the very same she had know ever sence she could rember, always being there for her. And now this pillar of streighnth, best of friend... gentlest of hearts, needed her. With all this racing throught her, something snapped, her hair fanned out in an nonexisting hurricane of wind, and her eyes grew a lumonessent gold, soft at first, then growning in intensity to match her rage. How dare these people, these things, who had raised them their whole lives, mocked them yelled at them, and never once shown them an ounce of love, take them from their own, and and now finnaly eat them, as tho' they were nothing more than a snack. They had held their lives in their greedy little fists the whole time, toying with them, letting them grow up and ripen, make them belive they were something they were not, and then just kill them as no more than a mid day snack. The parisites had doubtless noticed this change in gochii, as thir freakish screaching had turned into short hurried squeaks and clicks. They were now fully formed, and the sight was enough to make Gochii's newly aquired stomach wreath in discust. But this made no diffrence, she had held back long enough. "I will kill you" she said in a tone so cold and heartless it almost shocked her. "And I will take joy in it!" And with this she lept at them, weilding nothing but a fallen branch, but even this seemed suficent, as it emited a black glow, and seemed almost to reflect the rage flowing through Gochii. With a savage cry she lept at the remants of the creature standing in the remaints of the only mother she had ever known, and as the branch, now a lethal weapon made contact with it's grotesqu form, it oblitrated the it. Deep withen her trance of hatred, she vaugly regestered the spurting of yellow, This must be it's blood something lost withen her regestered. But Gochii hesitated a second, as she ryalyzed, with reluctant greif that she had actually killed this thing. As monstrus as it was, she had still delt out the judgment to kill... to end it's existance and take this thing's flame. This thought ended however as she found a long jagged claw to her neck. "What's the matter, havn't you ever killed hmmm little one?" Pleego's would be father said --she knew because of it's particualry jaged teeth-- in a hissing mocking tone, as though it was forcing these words out some un natural way. "Aaaww," gurgled another, --Gochii thought it might be the last of the females judging from it's size and colloring-- "That's too bad," it continued "Becasue now you're going to die here, won't that be wonderfull hmm?!"
--Ye-ah... sort of a fight for the right of life fight here, just know Gochii starts to see what she is... and of course that she's in mortal danger, that too...--
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