Deal?

when I got to Mr. Patron we had a little chat about death and stuff. "Do you know what a Manivor bread looks like??

"yes. It's a mutant breed between a human and some other species, it most likely is bred with a wolve or four-legged species, but can be bred with many other things. It's called a Manivor because it eats meat, plants, and humans, which we are made more of meat but aren't counted as meat because we are not usually below something on the food chain, in fact, humans are on the top, always have been. This is the only thing that can successfully extinct humans if enough are created. However, before 1982, none have successfully been made because of the danger level and cost. Since they are made with humans, the cost to even get one to mutate can cost billions upon billions of dollars. Even the one they made was murdered because it was so out of hand! " I smile because I thought someone in this world had the same intellectual mindset as me, but when I register his face, I see that he's looking at me like I was speaking a whole new unknown language. I guess I'll have to dumb it down for him, my smile disappears as I let out a deep sigh. "It is a super-strong man dog that makes people and money go bye-bye," I say with a sarcastic tone and hand motions.

"Now you're speaking English! I made that exact thing, it's living right below this building!" This guy was idiotic, not only does he think kids won't cry as much as a grown-up, but he doesn't even understand the basics of human and animal nature! "what do you want from me?" He smirked. "I need you to tame this beast. It has a liking for small things for some reason." Offensive. "I'm average height for a male my age! What makes you think I'll do it! I don't want to deal with a creature you created that could kill mand kind. That thing not only thinks like the most dangerous species on this planet but has the great instincts of the animals that once freely roamed this earth! That's like dancing with death herself!" He lifted my chin with his finger. "Refusing this offer is like refusing your own freedom." This man isn't as sly as he thinks he is. "ok then. I refuse my freedom, is that all you wanted idiot?" He grabbed my arm tightly, pulling me close. "Stop calling me an idiot!"

"Only an idiot would eat the purple crayon in kindergarten you glue drinker!" I give off a small smirk asserting my dominance, proving that I had won.

"Glu- Take him away before I kill him!" And just like that, a guard took me away. "You should have taken up his offer kid." he didn't understand either did he? "why?"

"Because then you can tell the world what the lies beneath the rocks." Aaargh, here we go again. "Does everyone here act as though they dropped out of elementary school?! Like geez, how many bottles of glue did you consume!? 50!? A few things you should know about John Patron, his freedom isn't freedom, but a temporary let go with a crapload of guidelines and restrictions I'd rather not explain, nor go through. If I were to run after I was released, he would have Ramon come and find me. The question in your head 'why not use that as proof, everyone will notice your dead body and the fact that your gone' fun fact memory eraser, ever heard of it... no... ok. It does what the name says erases your memory, so as of now I don't exist, as for certificate, taken out until I am released, and once I am released, which is never likely, I have rules to follow. Another question ' why isn't Ramon in the files for the police ' he is but he isn't. Here he goes by the name of Ramon, but in Season he goes by the name of Theo Magala, A student at trainers University for doctors, once he graduates he'll help Patron out with his studies and constant FAILS because the idiot does not know how to change things up!" I let out a big breath. Explaining things to dumb people is hard. "Can you remove your camera and give it to me I feel uncomfortable." The guard stepped back. "What! No, I can't! and I-" I punch him, knocking him out because he was annoying. But then...