WHEN YOU DON'T PURGE

The city burned as they rampaged, turning over anything in their path. No one had expected this from these creatures who presented themselves as just wanting to be equal. Men of all ages were tied up like cattle while women were forced to confine or die where they stood. Soldiers could barely lay a scratch on them as even one of the creatures alone could’ve taken them out without breaking a sweat.

A woman who could pass of as normal despite her exotic apparel walked around the streets grinning. She had finally done what her ancestors would never think of. Her kind had many quarrels with humans in the past, but they eventually accepted each other and lived happily. She wondered how the monster girls of her past didn’t think of these things as cattle.

 Just look at them! They’re weak with the exception of a few and the only help they provided was reproduction. Their only purpose was so that her kind wouldn’t die out, anyone who denied this was in denial and should be branded a fool.

“NO PLEASE DON’T HURT HER!”

The woman stopped in her train of thought and took a short walk around the corner. There was a young boy who couldn’t be older than 12 or 13 pleading for what seemed to be his mother’s life. He cried at the feet of a 6 foot green woman who held an axe overhead. Another green woman, shorter in size, touched the patted the boy on his head “Don’t worry my sister says you’re mine now and you’ll help me make lots of children!”

“You disgusting trolls leave my mother alone!” The boy go up and began to flail punches at the troll about to split his mother into two, to no avail she didn’t flinch once. She lightly pushed the boy at the way and brought down the axe onto the woman.

“That’s all I needed to see.” Said the woman overlooking the entire affair still having a wide grin on her face. Humans were now just here as a tool of sex, and nothing could stop it.