Suko Fox looked into the screen. In it, a sword-wielding elf cut a goblin in half as the blood smeared the screen. It was a routine thing for Suko. The weapons varied; but they were variants of a sword. The sword Suko was using was a big and broad sword. But Suko enjoyed hearing the goblins scream more than anything else. It was a shrill and raspy scream which made Suko snicker every time the game’s audio produced it. 
Suko turned saved his game after having obtained the tool he needed in the game, and then turned the device off. Video games were a pastime for Suko, but there were usually obscure things which attracted him to specific games, as the goblin screaming in this game. But, there was seldom anyone with whom to routinely share this pastime with. Perhaps it was his blunt and acerbic nature, but Suko pretended not to be bothered by it. In fact, it bothered him little that he had been single for a long time. 4 years, to be exact. What preoccupied him the most was the science behind this. Why was he single for such a long time? Suko was attractive and intelligent. But he knew that this does not make it absolutely mandatory that someone else will be attracted to one. He knew about his blunt and seemingly uncaring nature. But there were douchebags who were married. There were wife beaters, who often got forgiven by their hematoma encrusted wives. With a detached air, Suko concluded it must be a simple case of “not putting himself out there,” as some would say. 
Suko’s smartphone vibrated. It was a text from Zipper Cat. “Hey bud, want to go and get some drinks? Bingo might be coming, lol” Bingo was the butt of everyone’s jokes. Bingo Beaver always had a story to tell, because his ludopathy led to many altercations with other animals. Zipper used to be angered by Bingo, but he gave up long ago and decided to laugh it off. 
At the Starbucks, Suko detected that Zipper was facepalming to something inane Bingo said. “Hey guys.” Suko waved his hand.
“Hey man! Did you hear what Bingo said?” Zipper said as he was laughing.
“No.” Suko smiled.
“Aw Suko, bud… you and your dry humor. Why don’t you just order something and moisten yourself a bit?”
“But what did Bingo say?”
Bingo then turned to Suko, “H-hey, I waph jupht phaying phat I made a v-v-bet wiph Kephcham, and he lopht, and he got mad, and stahted chaphing me throuphout phee stweets.” Bingo’s list was exasperating to Suko. But Suko understood that beavers have a lisp because of their teeth, so he let it go.
“Yeah,” Zipper continued, “and then Ketcham bumped into Mario Fox, one of the local mafia leaders. Mario then whistled to his minions, a bunch of chinchillas, who then carried Ketcham away Gulliver style, and he cried ‘LELAND!!! LELAND!!!’ like a girl, and then he disappeared.” 
“That Ketcham. He has the IQ of a rock.” Suko shook his head.
After exchanging a few stories of the past, Zipper then places his arm on Suko’s shoulder. “Suko, bud, I have something to tell you.” Zipper seemed too solemn for the occasion. 
“You got AIDS?” Suko smiled and raised an eyebrow.
“No, you dipshit. I want to tell you something, and I hope you don’t get upset or weirded out.”
“You are gay and you love me and want to suck my cock?” This time Suko laughed, and so did Bingo.
“Fuck you! I am not tellin’you anything then!” 
“Aw, come on. Just say it.”
“No. Fuck you.” And Zipper took another sip at his drink. It was a chai tea. 
“Phee wanped poo tell you phat wee wphant to bee your wingmen, at this party Woolma is having at her house.” Bingo lisped his way through Suko’s pointed, blacked tipped ears. Suko never mingled with the girls of the group, and especially with Woolma, who seemed to him to be a vain airhead with nothing but a mirror as a brain and make up as neurotransmitter chemical. Woolma Lamb was truly beautiful, with those yellow curls and long eye-lashes, but she was not to Suko’s taste. 
“Sure, I’ll go. If you guys want me to.” Suko shrugged and smiled. It was a genuine smile, as he felt happy to be included in this circle. 
“Ok, but no more gay jokes.” Zipper demanded. “I’m not gay.” Then he crossed his arms and frowned. 
Suko said good-bye and thanks to both Zipper and Bingo, and then parted ways with them. On the way to his apartment, Suko stopped at the bookstore. Suko wanted to look for a specific book. It was about space. More specifically, about the possibility that the universe we know is inside a black hole in another universe. After going to the science section and finding the book, Suko began to read it. 
There was something urgent about Suko’s reading. If anyone looked at him, they might think he was asleep. That is, the average animal, except for someone who said “Hey” with a tinge of sweetness to it. Suko looked up, and it was Dotty the dog. She held her left hand with her right, arms in the front side of her body. Her smile suggested some kind of anxiety, but at the same time some sweetness. This was helped by her half-opened eyes. Suko looked up, then looked down. “Hey.” Another airhead. Dotty was a cheerleader at school. She always cheered for the sports teams, and was an aspiring athlete herself. 
One might blame Suko for always judging people as airheads. And one is partly right in doing so, for being a cheerleader does not make one automatically an airhead. Suko knew this. But it was fun to think that. Especially since his perception of his peer animals was one of reluctant acceptance, where Suko was merely “accepted” just to be nice and not because they think he is a genuinely interesting person. The exceptions were Zipper and Bingo.
“How are you?” Dotty continued. This time her head tilted.
“I’m fine. Reading. You?” Suko did not take his look away from the book.
“I’m fine too, thanks.” Dotty said this as she began to sit down besides Suko, both of them on the floor. Dotty looked at Suko intently, wondering whether she should talk or just leave him alone. “So, are you going to Woolma’s party?” Dotty ventured to ask.
“Yeah, you?”
“I am going as well.”
“Cool.” Suko looked at Dotty this time, and nodded with a thumbs up.
“I am glad you are going, Suko. You are a cool guy.” Dotty said this as she smiled at Suko.
Suko frowned at this, because he thought it was fake. “Sure, whatever. Well, Dotty, I am glad to see you, but I got to read this.”
“What’s it about?” Dotty did not appear to get the hint, and looked at the book, enthusiastically. This greatly annoyed Suko, who simply closed the book and moved it away from Dotty. “It’s about stuff. Space stuff.”
“I didn’t mean to bother you…” Dotty said. 
“Dotty, I have to go. Like I said, I am glad to see you, and I’ll see you later.” And left with the book. Dotty then got up and said “humph!” while crossing her arms and left in the opposite way. 
It just dawned on Suko that he was very rude with Dotty. He felt a pang of guilt, and thought about ways to apologize, but this search was quickly dismissed as he justified himself, saying that Dotty probably wanted something and was just being nice to ease her way into it. Suko had always noticed that Dotty looked at him and giggled too much, which he interpreted as her making fun of him for being serious and for being always reading some kind of book or comic. “Eh,” Suko said. “Whatever she wants, she won’t get from me.” Then he paid the book and left the store. 
At home, Suko opened his toy box, and pulled out some spaceships and a Cthulhu figurine. “Feeeeeeeiiiiiiiuuuuuummm Boooooom” Suko started making those sounds as he pretended the spaceship shot beams at Cthulhu. Suko did this, even at his age of 24. “DEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDEDE BOOOOOOM” Then he dropped Cthulhu. Suko then put the figurines back on the toy box, and resumed his black hole readings. After finishing chapter 2, Suko went to bed, humped a stuffed rabbit with his bare penis, then fell asleep after cumming. 
Chapter 2
Suko began to genuinely regret having acted the way he did with Dotty the dog. This time, there was no way to justify his behavior, since Bingo texted him “she likes you” after Suko told him about the bookstore incident. “Really?” Suko asked.
“Yeah, she told me. I’m not supposed to tell you this, since she told me to keep it a secret, but she likes you. Why did you think she was making fun of you? Lol”
And then Suko looked down, and began to remember his past.
Suko was born on a town close to the sea. The circumstances of his birth were unremarkable. His parents were happy foxes at the time, and there was nothing unusual besides Suko’s low birthweight, which was quickly remedied with optimal nutrition. Suko’s parents noticed that, as Suko was developing, he was meeting some of his milestones way earlier than average, including that for turning, walking, and learning how to talk. Suko was hyperactive too. His hyperactivity manifested in early years in the form of him running around, opening books, closing them, opening them again, and then running more. At the age of 3, Suko began to develop an interest in science, including astronomy and biology. He was also fascinated by geography, and learned most of the world’s capitals at that early age, which astonished his family members and was the object of amusement at parties. The way he learned this was after insisting to his parents that they buy him a globe, which he played with and which his father used to teach him the world’s capitals. 
Suko loved to wear fancy shirts and ties at that early age. He insisted on wearing these everywhere, even while asleep. His mother would not let him, of course. On one occasion, Suko surprised his mother while she was cleaning the room and picked up a toy body part, “Suko, dear, put this stomach back where it belongs.”
“It’s a kidney, mommy…” Suko said while rolling his eyes.
	Suko then learned about black holes, and the possibility that they can take one to another universe if one is careful enough to not be crushed by their immense gravity. 
	“I wonder if one day I will be able to go there.” Suko said to his father one night. “Maybe I will get a friend over there.” Suko had no brothers or sisters, and no friends at pre-school. Once he tried to talk to a female deer who was 4 just like himself, but she turned her back and said “I’m not your friend! Larry is.” Which caused Suko to feel an emotion which he expressed as “I feel hurt.”
	Perhaps this was due to Suko’s hyperactivity, which caused him to bump into his classmates as he rammed himself into them while they made a line. Suko was also afraid of water and mountains for some time, but this fear disappeared quickly after a trip to the beach once and to the mountains on another occasion. 
	When Suko became a 6 year old fox kit, he went to elementary school, and that’s where part of his problems began to develop. Suko often got out of the classroom to go to the library and read. He often looked for books about stars and planets, and read them before the teacher sent someone to go after him. The librarian was kind enough to let Suko stay there for that time, and Suko appreciated that. Suko was bored with his classes, which covered topics he already went through in kindergarten. 
Suko would often hide from the teacher, who was a dim-witted female bulldog. One day, Suko hid beneath her desk while he signaled his classmates with a shhh. The classmates giggled as the teacher screamed “Suko get out of your hiding place! Where are you now!??” Suko then got out and escaped the classroom. 
One day, Suko spoke to his English teacher about whales and other sea creatures. These had different fins, and Suko explained to the teacher that whales are mammals and not fish. This teacher got alarmed, and called Suko’s parents after school. “Your son is talking about some weird stuff that is not normal for his age.”
“What is it?”
“He was talking to me about whales, and about other similar things. I am sorry to inform you that that’s not normal, and I would suggest that you make your son watch more cartoons.” This amused Suko’s father, since it was silly, and worrisome, that a teacher would suggest such a thing. But one day, Suko made a drawing of a personage from history, who carried a slab of stone on his back, and a torch which he used to burn a fortress and let his people take it. Suko’s father told him that story once, and it fascinated him. But the school psychologist had another interpretation. “He is a pyromaniac.” She told Suko’s parents as they sat at the office, alarmed. “Your son’s drawing suggests that he wants to burn the school down, because we always take him out of the library back to his classroom. He often exhibits temper tantrums, and can be aggressive, as one day he kicked a soda can so that it hit one of his classmates, after these did not let him play. It looks like you two do not pay attention to him at home, and maybe that’s why he was acting out. It also appears, based on how this drawing was made, that your son has a very low intellectual capacity. He is retarded.” Suko’s parents were furious, and decided to prove to the school otherwise. They knew this was not true, but the rash diagnoses had the potential to cause Suko to be expelled since no help was available for him at that school. 
Suko performed an IQ test which showed his IQ to be 130. “Your son is a very intelligent kit. And it is impossible that you two aren’t paying attention to him, as he knows a lot of things based on his Verbal IQ score!” The psychologist said as she pointed to the numbers. This psychologist, an Otter who had her own practice, specialized in children with developmental problems or who were atypical in some way. “But,” the psychologist said, “his working memory, especially his digit span scores, are very low. Suko couldn’t concentrate well enough, and he had trouble sitting still as I tried talking to him and ask him questions. According to this other test, your son qualifies for a diagnosis of ADHD, attention deficit-hyperactivity disorder.”
Suko’s parents couldn’t process this very well, so they remained silent. “Animals with this disorder can have problems with fine motor skills, which would explain the drawing which caused all of this, and Suko’s handwriting.”
“So my son has a problem?” Suko’s father still could not accept it.
“It’s a condition, which can be managed. But I would suggest he gets more tests, as the ADHD test I did on him is not infallible, and there is a degree of subjectivity to it. It is consistent with the working memory score on the WISC, and with his behavior here, at home, and at school. At least, based on what you have told me. But that’s why a neurologist and a psychiatrist need to look deeper into this.”
Suko’s MRI and EEG scans showed anomalies. The neurologist said it was normal for Suko to have these anomalies, but the psychiatrist disagreed with this. “There are abnormalities with the white matter connections and the occipital lobe, and the EEG shows some anomalous reading. This is consistent with the psychologist’s ADHD diagnosis. What if we try Ritalin, and see what happens? Maybe Suko will improve. If something bad happens, let me know.” And the doctor handed the prescription to Suko’s parents. 
This was the worst time of Suko’s life. His parents seemed distant to him, and he wondered if they were going to get rid of him, or if they hated him for being different, or abnormal, as he overheard the psychiatrist refer to his MRI readings. One morning, before going to school, Suko’s mom yelled at him, telling him that he shouldn’t go to school to fool around and do stupid stuff like getting out of the classroom. Suko’s mom was yelling and crying as she said this, which terrified Suko. Then, one November day, Suko was told by a teacher that he wasn’t going to come to the school anymore. “Your parents decided to take you out of here, Suko. So we won’t see each other again.”
“But I don’t want to go… I want to stay here.” His eyes began to tear up. “I want to come here.”
“I am sorry, but your parents decided that, Suko.” The teacher then placed an arm around Suko, who then began to cry. He continued crying, until his dad picked him up, never to lay a foot on this school again. 
Suko would hug his fluffy tail as he cried in his room. Now he was never going to make any friends, because he was the abnormal guy. At his new elementary, Suko was more lethargic, more depressed. It was all a side-effect of the pills he was made to take. After a month or so, the pill regime was discontinued, and Suko slowly came back to his old self. 
Suko was generally excluded from the other kids’ games. Their reasoning was that Suko was bad at playing, as he often got distracted and kicked the ball to the wrong side. But Suko did not heed this too much, as he was too enraptured in his own world of stars, microorganisms, and cartoons. As he grew up Suko simply led a friendless life. 
When he was 10, Suko went to a party where there was a giant inflatable dragon for other young animals to climb on. Suko loved to slide down from it, and climb it again. It was a tortuous climb, as it was just a bit too high for animals his age. As Suko was reaching the top, a very young male squirrel, perhaps 4 or 5, began hitting Suko. Something about it angered Suko, that he simply pushed the poor squirrel, and it bounced as it fell. As the young squirrel hit the bottom platform, it lay there, sitting quiet for 3 seconds, and then began to cry. Suko got worried, and went down to try to see what he could do besides apologizing. All of a sudden, the squirrel’s big brother came to his little brother’s rescue. After the little squirrel pointed an accusatory finger at Suko, the brother pushed Suko to the ground and told him to not pick on younger animals. This upset Suko more, as he wasn’t technically picking on the little squirrel. This is not to say that it was right, but the brother was incorrect. Suko simply got up, and looked at the brother to the eyes. Suko then began to lower his head and cry. 
“Hey, I am sorry for pushing you too hard.” The older squirrel said, with a worried tone, and Suko ignored him and simply left. It was not so much pride, but shame at what he had done that had prompted Suko to simply leave the main hub of the party. The party was taking place in a big yard, which was 10 acres and had so many trees, like birch, oak, poplars, and elms. It was a cloudy day, and the wind was cool. The clouds looked a light lilac, and this relaxed Suko as he was on the swing, alone. 
“I wish I had a friend who defended me like that brother defended his younger sibling.” Suko thought. Suko began to make believe, and in between an awakened and sleeping state, he witnessed a round object in the sky. It had apparently been there for a while. It was shaped like a disk, and it was a light gray. A series of lights appeared on the edge of the disk, and then it glowed so brightly before disappearing at a speed that amazed Suko. Suko was fascinated with that disk, and he thought it could be some kind of space alien that was visiting Earth. 
Another incident occurred when Suko was with his cousins. Among them was a little female fox who was afraid of the dark. Suko thought it was funny to scare her a little bit, which caused her to cry and run away. Two of Suko’s older female cousins reprimanded him: “you should be ashamed of what you did. She is so little! She can’t yet cope with your shenanigans.”
“Oh, whatever. I saw a devil there, teehee!” which further caused Suko’s small cousin to cry. “And it was hairy and had long twisted horns, with fangs full of blood and was carrying the severed head of a child!” And as he said this, Suko jumped in front of his little cousin, who began to scream. 
One of Suko’s cousins then pushed him aside, and he stumbled and fell. The older cousins were then consoling the younger one, telling them that Suko was just silly, that he was “a bit weird up there,” and that there is no such thing as devils. The little cousin began to calm down, and hugged her older cousins, who were now sisters for her. Suko simply looked at them and said “Bah!” And went back into the dark room where the rest of the fox cousins were. 
This time, Suko’s small cousin mustered courage to go in. But Suko couldn’t resist the temptation to scare his cousin again, and began to make a deep, raspy voice and said “I come for your head! Mwaahahahaahaha!” This made the little cousin lose whatever courage she could have mustered, and began to cry again. Suko was then escorted out of the room, and the door was locked, leaving Suko outside. 
“Let me in!” Suko begged. “Please!”
“No. You have had enough!”
“I promise I won’t do it again, please! Let me in!”
But no answer came after that. Suko began to feel the pain of being excluded, and began to cry. 
“Please, I promise I will not do it again!” But no answer came, besides the giggling of the other young kits, and what sounded like Suko’s two female cousins consoling the younger one again.
“If only I didn’t have this stupid disorder, my cousins would love me like they love Sofie.” Suko said as he cleaned his tears, between sobs. “Maybe I will find my friend in space, an alien who will be able to relate to me and understand my brain.”
One night, Suko actually went to space. Suko was awakened by a light that entered his bedroom window. It was white. From it emanated a small man. The small man was wearing a green pointed hat, and a red jacket with pointed shoes. The ears of this man were pointed and somewhat big for his head. “Hello, mortal.” The small man said. “My name is Kanto. I come from a far, far away place. Nice to meet you.” And then the small being extended his hand to Suko. The hand had fur on it, and claws were at the tips of the fingers. It looked like an animal’s hand.  “Hi.” Suko extended his hand to the creature, and they both shook hands. “My name is Suko.”
“I came here just to see you, Suko. Because I discovered you are a very special being. You see, I have observed you for a very long time, and let me tell you that I can help you discover your true nature, which is not what I would call abnormal.” Suko then remembered how he was called abnormal by others. “You are not abnormal. You are special, Suko. Earthlings, you know, have a tendency to fear that which is unknown to them. They are scared of the dark, of that which is foreign to them. But I believe that you are more than just some weird guy.” Kanto smiled and looked at Suko intently. 
“How will I learn my true nature?” Suko asked, curious. 
“If you come with me, I will teach you…” 
Suko thought for a moment, “what if I get killed. I don’t know who this Kanto guy is. But, he seems to know things about me I don’t know. He might be legitimate…”
“So then? What do you say?”
“I accept your offer. But there is a trade of, isn’t there?” 
“Much observant,” and Kanto laughed.
Suko followed Kanto into the light that was outside the window. It was some sort of light corridor, with no visible walls. After a few seconds of walking, Suko found himself in a round chamber, with what appeared to be a control panel on the middle. There was a big screen which showed numbers, and behind those numbers there was planet Earth and stars behind it. “Welcome aboard, Suko.” Kanto’s voice reverberated through the room. “I want you to follow me to this room. You will follow my instructions, and then we will do some tests.” Suko was still distrustful, but not as much as before. He was still intrigued by the trade-off. “Is this trade-off you speak of something that will cause me harm?” 
“No, of course not. It will just be a favor that I will ask you.” Kanto smiled. Kanto then led Suko to a room where there was the same white light as in the corridor that led to the spaceship, except that this time there was a gray ceiling. 
“I want you to sit down here, and relax.” Suko went in, and sat down. Then he could still hear Kanto’s voice loud and clear: “Now, breathe… breathe deeply. Think about a very strong emotion.” For Suko, it was anger. He focused on that anger, and the root of it. It was due to being misunderstood by his peers and his elders. Then Suko saw fire, and darkness. He remembered the word abnormal, as applied to him. 
“Ok, ok, that’s enough.” Kanto’s voice awoke Suko. “Tomorrow we will do more practice.”
“So I have to wait until the next night?” 
“There’s no need for that, my dear Suko.” Kanto looked at Suko with a look of condescendence as he snapped his fingers, and then the image of the Earth disappeared, only to be replaced by white and yellow streaks which appeared to be the stars moving at a high velocity. The front of the streaks appeared blue, while the back of them red. After an hour or so, Suko could not tell, the spaceship slowly stopped at the spot where they were located before, based on how the Earth and its continents appeared. “What did you do?” Suko was surprised.
“I took advantage of the nature of spacetime, my friend. Spacetime is like clay, and I am an artisan.” Kanto folded his arms. “We traveled a day into the future.”
“What? Wow, you did that?”
“Yes, time dilation.” Kanto said.
“Nice.” Suko nodded. 
“Now, we will go to a different place. This room will be bigger than the last one, but similar in appearance. It is in fact a pocket universe. Are you intrigued?”
“A pocket universe? Wow, of course I am.” And Suko then followed Kanto to the pocket universe. It was a room with a white floor and white walls, like the previous one. “I want you to concentrate on what you saw last time. Focus it, imagine it goes through your body, and exits it as you control it.”
And so Suko spent a few hours concentrating on that fire. He imagined the fire permeating his body. After a few more trials, Suko began to feel a little bit of heat. And a few more after, sparks came out of his fingertips. “What is this?” Suko wondered aloud. The next day, Suko was able to concentrate and produce fire balls, but these burst in midair, becoming sparks similar to the ones he initially had produced. He then remembered how he wasn’t exactly welcomed at his first school, and then he was able to spit a pillar of fire, which simply went through the white walls and did not damage them, as they were light. 
“So you have discovered your powers, my dear Suko, hahaha!” Kanto’s voice reverberated through the room. “Now, jump as high as you can, and imagine you can fly.” Suko concentrated again, and followed Kanto’s instructions. And voila! Suko was flying. As he flew, Suko spit fire and threw some fire balls. “This is so cool, Kanto! Thank you!” Suko was happy. 
“No need to thank me. Now, I will ask you for the favor I mentioned.” Kanto’s voice sounded grim. Then, after a few seconds, he appeared in the pocket universe with Suko. “You have to kill all the earthlings.” Suko did not take that seriously. “What?” Suko asked.
“What you heard. You have to finish all earthlings. No exceptions.” Kanto was serious.
“Well, why?” Suko wondered.
“It is complicated, but, you see, you belong to a special caste. Individuals like you are not normal. You are special, remember. But earthlings have always wanted to suppress this. And it is a certain elite of earthlings which control this.”
“But how can that be? I don’t think that’s true…” But part of Suko believed in what Kanto was saying.
“Oh, poor Suko… Don’t you remember? One of your psychologists said you were a pyromaniac, that you were dangerous and in need of control. Don’t you see? Why do you think the psychiatrist gave you those pills, which your parents correctly took away from you? Tell me.” Suko then remembered the pain that those events caused his parents and himself. 
“But,” some doubt entered into Suko’s mind, “why all earthlings?”
“Because earthlings, as I have told you, are afraid of the dark. They are afraid of whatever they deem abnormal. They label it as evil, as something to be erased. Do you think you are evil, or that you deserve to be erased?”
“But my parents are earthlings too…”
“Suko, it seems like you still don’t understand things…” Kanto then shook his head, with a face which said “poor guy…”
“I will tell you that you aren’t exactly and earthling. Before your mother conceived you, some spores were dispersed on Earth, because we need to reproduce. These spores contain our genetic material, and can also be fertilized. They were developed by our scientists. And you were born from one of those eggs, which were implanted in your own mother.”
“I am not an alien!” Suko protested.
“Suko… Look, why do you think you can throw fire and fly? Can earthlings do that? No they can’t!”
“But… earthlings don’t deserve to be killed off just because they have some defects. They are able to learn from their mistakes too, you know.” 
“Suko… You are gravely mistaken. Earthlings never learn from their mistakes, and even when they do, they act knowingly against their own morals. Look at the holocaust, which I imagine you have read about based on what I know…” Suko nods, “The holocaust was a massacre of earthlings, by other earthlings, simply because they were different. You see how cancerous they are?”
“NO!” Suko could not have any of it. 
“Yes indeed! Those pills you were given were manufactured by earthlings, who want to kill others like you, to placate their fears of the unknown.”
Suko thought about this. He remembered the English teacher, who called his father to tell him how abnormal he was. He remembered the school’s psychologist too, and the parts of the conversation he overheard outside the psychiatrist’s office. Suko remembered the incident with the little squirrel. Suko also remembered the incident with his cousins, and how he wished he had someone who could defend or console him as well, and how excluded he felt. 
“Remember when your own mother told you she hated you, and that you made her life bitter? All because you were playing with some leaves and some fell into your eyes and those of your cousin.” Suko remembered that as well. He was still 6, and a cousin of his named Arthur and Suko were throwing leaves at each other, and at another younger cousin. This caused her to complain, which made Suko’s mother furious, and that’s what triggered her to tell Suko how much she hated him and how bitter her life was because of him. As he remembers this, Suko clenched his fists.
“Or remember when your own mother, again, out of selfishness, said she was ashamed of you for impulsively mimicking another female earthling?” Kanto kept bringing these incidents to Suko, which was by now angry. Suko felt destitute of something he thought belonged to him, and which was taken away from him by fate. 
“So, all earthlings, no exceptions?” Suko looked at Kanto, intently. Kanto nodded. “I will take you down to Earth. I want all of them death in an Earth’s week.” And thus, Suko was back on Earth. Suko then observed the disk leave the planet at the velocity with which he had observed it leave on that cloudy day. It was the same white orb.
Suko then flew to New York, where he simply started throwing fireballs at everyone from above. These caused explosions, more deaths and injuries, and Suko was delighted. Suko then dived down into the city, picked up a female beaver, and at an stratospheric altitude dropped her. Suko observed her scream as she fell, until she was nothing more than a point and then she hit the ground. Two helicopters which were being controlled by two male German shepherd dogs approached Suko, and began to shoot. Suko was then surrounded by a field of fire, making him appear to be a big fireball. Suko thus attacked the helicopters in this way, avoiding damage from the bullets that would melt inside the fire. Both helicopters exploded. Suko then dived into the buildings of the city in this fireball mode, puncturing each and every building and watching it collapse under its own weight. 
	Suko then decided to take a break from killing, and decided to take it slow. After all, he thought, Kanto will be satisfied as long as some earthlings have been killed. Suko was going to go unrecognized, mostly because he was covered by the fire, but also because he was far upwards when he threw the fireballs at the city. “I could kill people in more traditional ways too.” Suko thought.
	Two days passed, and Suko decided to continue his killings. As he was walking down the street, he met with two bully spiders who were hitting a poor male lamb with their multiple arms. Suko stopped to listen.
	“You are just a freak that likes to play with dolls.” One of the spiders said.
	“Yeah, dolls!” The other idiotically repeated.
	“But I really like them!” The lamb retorted.
	“And that’s why we are beating you!”
	“Yes, beating you!” And the battering continued. This bothered Suko, as he could relate to the poor lamb, especially after he was called a freak. Suko then remembered Kanto’s request, and that he was given a week to wipe the Earth empty of any conscious creature. Suko was preparing to wipe them all out, including the lamb, but then Suko noticed how the lamb was already on the floor, crying below his tormentor’s multiple fists. 
	“Hey! Go and pick on someone your own size.” The two spiders suddenly stopped their battering, and slowly turned to look at Suko. The lamb barely had energy to look who was there. 
	“Oh yeah? What you gonna do, foxy? Brush us with your tail?” And then both spiders began to laugh. Suko then produced some sparks, which he threw at both spiders. The sparks then began to spread on the spiders’ bodies, causing a small fire. The spiders then began to run screaming. Suko was then preparing a last attack, when he heard the lamb thank him. 
	“You are welcome.” Suko said as he was preparing to leave, not looking at the lamb.
	“You are a really cool guy, thank you.” Suko stopped and listened. After a few seconds, Suko replied with “Really?”
	“Yeah! I mean, who can produce those sparks out of nowhere? You stood up to those bullies, and you saved me.” And then Suko felt that the lamb hugged him from behind. For the first time, Suko felt welcomed and appreciated.
	“Want to come to my clubhouse? I have a lot of toys we can play with.” The lamb then held Suko’s hand, looking at him intently and in an excited way. “Yeah, sure.”
	“Yay!” The lamb was excited and pulled Suko by the hand as they went to the club house. In there, the lamb had some dolls, a comb which he used to brush their hair, and some stuffed animals. “Her name if Foofie” The lamb said as he showed a stuffed fox to Suko. “And mine is Trevor, by the way.” 
	“I am Suko.” And Trevor the lamb smiled at Suko while tilting his head to the side. Trevor and Suko then went to Trevor’s house. “Mommy mommy! I found a friend! His name is Suko. He saved me from two bullies, who just left running and screaming.”
	“What a brave young kit!” Trevor’s mother said. Suko and Trevor then went upstairs, to Trevor’s room. In it, he had more dolls and stuffed animals. After talking about favorite shows, food, and cartoons, Trevor hugged Suko. Suko felt something warm inside. He looked at Trevor’s golden curls smelled his neck, and hugged him back. 
	“Since I trust you, I will show you something.” And then Trevor opened his pants, and showed Suko his penis. It was white like the rest of his skin, and it was erect. “What do you think?” Trevor smiled. “I have one too.” And then Suko pulled down his pants and showed Trevor his. Trevor licked his mouth, and then got up to make sure the door was locked. “Come and lay in bed with me.” Trevor said as he pulled Suko by the hand. “We can cuddle and play with our thingies.” And then Trevor kissed Suko on the cheek, which caused him to blush. “O-ok.” Trevor then took his shirt off, and revealed his body. It was small, and his skin white as porcelain, and soft as well. Suko then poked Trevor’s bulging belly. “Teehee! It tickles me.” This made Suko smile and then poked his belly again. “Teehee! Stop! Why don’t you touch my thingie.” Suko did so, and felt how hard it was. It was easy to grasp, and admired its smooth, almost chalky texture. 
	“Trevor, I will be out with some friends! Be nice and have fun with your friend!” Trevor’s mother yelled from downstairs.
	“Ugh! Ok mamma!” And the front door closed. Trevor then turned to look back at Suko, and then hugged him tightly. Trevor began to rub himself against Suko. “How old are you, Suko?” Trevor asked while placing his face close to Suko’s. “I am 10. You?”
	“I am 8. You are older than me! Wow!” And then began to rub himself against Suko with more vigor. “But you look young like me.” And then gave Suko another kiss on the cheek. Suko felt very happy, but somewhat embarrassed. Suko was not used to exposing his body in this manner, but he was happy nevertheless. 
	“Can I lay my head on your tummy?” Suko asked. Trevor just nodded shyly as he lay down for Suko, his penis twitching. Suko felt Trevor’s white tummy against the side of his face. It was soft and smooth, and it appeared that almost no one had touched it. Suko kissed Trevor’s belly button three times, and then went towards Trevor and locked eyes with him. “Thank you for saving me. I am really happy you did.” Suko was glad, and for that time, the memory of Kanto had faded away. 
	After having showered together, Suko dressed up again and promised Trevor he would visit again. Trevor kissed Suko on the cheek before Suko flew out of the window towards his hometown.