Leg Up-Morbius

My teeth are clinched as I walk through the halls of the facility. I cant even pay attention to the one act that I always enjoyed as I make my way to my brothers cell. I normally love watching as the timid little humans in this place scurry out of the way when they see me coming. Now, its as if the calming sound of my boots on the metal floors and the smell of their fear irritate me.

When I approach the halls of the holding cells I make a quick right before going left to my brothers room. I smile when I see the pristine wall of tools. The being in charge of keeping them in good shape rises from the chair in a rush as he stands to greet me. I wave him off as I eye the wall for the items that I am looking for.

When I find the first item I am searching for the smile that spreads across my face must be down right diabolical. A hiss leaves the fairies lips as he feels the spike in my emotions. I swipe them away just as fast and reach for the hammer. Next I grab the axe with a small chuckl