4 The Genocide of Chickens (1/2)
Ferron looked at the chicken clucking madly, wings flapping madly. Fortunately it was bound be its feet to the steel table, but it was hard to get close to it being this wild.Ferron couldn't keep holding the heavy butchers knife so he struggled to put it on the table, but when the chicken saw the large silver knife it went mad. It went louder and feathers were flying everywhere.
”Calm down chicken please!” Ferron couldn't think of what to do. He was placed in this glass cube with a huge knife and was being forced to kill a 1000 chickens. Reluctantly he reached out his arm and tried to grab the chickens neck, like how he saw on a documentary, but before he could even touch a feather the chicken bit his finger causing a bit of blood to fly out.
”You goddamn chicken you wanna fight? Square up right now you cock!” Ferron screamed at it in a bit of pain since he was not used to pain because of his simple lifestyle that he lived. It took Ferron a few seconds to realize he was fighting a chicken. He sighed and struggled to pick up thebutchers knife again and was prepared to see some blood.
Not that far to the glass cube Ferron was in there was a white door nearly invisible to the naked eye, and inside that room there were two figures. If Ferron were to see these two figures he would've fainted from astonishment. It was Micheal and someone who never appeared in front of Ferron, he was a old man with a long white beard and white hair. He was wearing a casual appearance; a simple
lime green t-shirt and beige shorts, but what was really out-of-place was his socks and sandal.
”Dad what are you doing here?” The muffled voice of Micheal came through the mask sounding slightly miffed.
”What can I not come and see what my first sons disciple looks like? He is a fine specimen, Luci has a good eye.” The white bearded old man said
”Dad if Lucifer heard you say that I don't think that he wouldbe too happy, and besides. What are you wearing?” Micheal was disgusted at his dads appearance, if he was seen in public with this old guy, he would pray to his uncle the Hell king to open up a hole deep enough to jump into and wait out his fathers bad fashion sense.
”What, this was 'hip' with the kids when I last went down to Luci's world. Besides I don't go down there that often, only around once very fifty years. Anyways lets see how he's doing, he finally is getting down to it. ” The old guy started pouting like a small child while he looked a the 55' TV that was hanging on the walls. On the screen was Ferron small glass box.
Back in the box Ferron was raising the knife, the chicken still clucking madly and flapping its wings like he was about to die. Well, it was.
Ferron took a deep breath closing his eyes and bringing the knife down, the knife didn't hit something hard but hit something with a 'CLANG'. Like hitting metal with metal. Ferron opened his eyes confused at what he saw made his eyes bulge out. The chicken was in the corner of the table with one of it leg restraints instead of two. Ferron realized what happened, when he closed his eyes the chicken saw where the knife was heading down and had one of its leg restraints take its place causing Ferron to cut then restraint for it.
Ferron glared at what seemed like the 100 IQ chicken clucking madly at the corner of the table. Ferron made a vow never to be seen through by a chicken and stated to try and grab it, while Ferron was battling madly with the chicken Micheal and the other figure were looking on.