"Fun?" Said the man, still staring out into the night.

"Yes, fun, little man. I haven't had this much enjoyment out of killing something for some time. Truly you should be proud, you've managed to keep this up for what? A week? Even after that nice little cut I gave you, you've still managed to keep going."

"Well, I'm glad I've entertained you." The man said with a laugh. Turning to the beast, the man reached into his coat pocket, pulling out a revolver.

"Interesting," the Beast growled, slowly backing away from the man, "others have tried that one, it doesn't really work."

"Never said it was for you." The man said, pushing the muzzle to his temple.

"No!" The Beast Shrieked. Lunging towards the gun, claws bared.