"So, who are you?" The smaller wicked one gazed upon the taller one's twisted form with a devilish delight, and an innate scientist's curiosity.
"Who? Who am I?" The taller, indifferent one stared down at the small one's face with a stinging, pained look, and a slight twinge of annoyance. "Who is merely derivative of what, and WHAT I am, good sir..." He began, continuing his stroll down the London street with slow, heavy strides. "Is an amalgamation. Not just if body parts, which evidently intrigues and amazes your dark imagination. No I am an amalgamation of ideas, of dreams, of hopes shattered and aspirations failed. I... am a consequence." His voice was growing in intensity, and his eyes were beginning to glow more vibrantly. "I am a reckoning! An oncoming violent hurricane, destined to wreak havoc in the life of he who wronged me by bestowing life upon my stitched vessel!!" The creature then roared into the night, shaking even he who was listening to this tale of woe.
After a moment, they both stopped at the docks, and a long awkward silence befell them.
"Yeah.... I was just..... see I just wanted a name really...."
"I was given none, call me what you will." The bigger one replied.
"If you insist... Mr. What-You-Will"
The smaller one began cackling at his own juvenile joke, while the other one sat in annoyance. Debating crushing the smaller one with his fists.











