Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34068755-20180115050558/@comment-37365859-20190716230308

Simply stare awestruck and nod until they’re out of earshot and whisper to the hellhound that I’m going to get her out. I go and walk to my friend and ask him about how he captured a hellhound. After getting a vague answer in response I lose my cool. (This is when things go down)

“Alright fuckface what aren’t you telling me.”

“I don’t have the faintest idea on what you are referring to.”

“Maybe it’s the half naked girl in the other room that you gave to me like a five dollar gift from a tourist trap!” I shouted.

His face turned into a scowl. “What exactly do you think I am?” He asked.

“Don’t play dumb, we’ve known each other for way too long.” I answered.

“Take her and get the fuck out!” He shouted.

I left with the hellhound, from what I’ve read I was surprised about her condition. She had a limp and often leaned on my for support. She played it off as minor teasing but when I wasn’t given “the official monster girl hello” I knew something was very wrong.

I spent that night tossing back and forth in the middle of an ethical crisis until I felt a warm hand on my back.

“D-Did I wake you?” Asked the hellhound.

I shook my head.

She ended up telling me about how she was separated from her mother by a scent that only a canine could pick up. When she realized that it wasn’t real it was too late and a noise like a dog whistle caught her off guard. She had spent days in the dark constantly given orders and was nearly deafened and always beaten for not listening. I learned that my friend had wanted to use her as his personal slave and it made me sick. I promised to call the police and I did.

The next morning an investigator questioned the hellhound and I learned her name, Serena. It turned out that while some monsters fell into place after meeting Diana, most didn’t. The reason why canine monsters where is target was because of how exploitable their hearing was and how strong most of their urges got.

My friend was arrested and as I left the courthouse I heard a cry from an alleyway and found my friend’s kobold being brutally beaten by one of my friends coworkers, I guess the fucker didn’t want loose ends. I got him off of the kobold but more people suddenly arrived and I was the subject to the brutal beating. I heard a growl and the flurry of kicks stopped as the men ran. Serena picked both me and the kobold up and brought us home. In the end I left the mainland and went to the volcano to live with Serena and her family after making sure the monsters were tended to and returned to their families.