Probitas:Tales of Innocence

[Retane]

There was a mixture of sudden noises. There were cheers of joy and triumph. Some gasped in shock. Others screamed in protest. Probitas, however, remained silent. Je couldn't , for the life of himself, understand why the boys had wanted to pester and torture Squeaky Kitty. He knew the cat had done nothing to provoke such malice and torment.

The young namek looked around at his friends, who's faces were a combination of awe and surprise, as if still registering what was going on. No one was moving to stop the heinous act. Probitas looked back, moisture gathering in his eyes. He took a step forward, determined to help the helpless animal. "Stop", he called out, though, his voice wounded distant.

He moved on, step by step, reaching out to move the crowd out of his way. Someone called for him from somewhere behind. The namek continued to split a path to get to the cat and it's assailants. Probias saw the feline struck a second and third time. He called out, with more fervor, for them to stop. He couldn't be sure if he was heard over their hoots and cheers.

The son of Retane broke through the final line of children and reached out toward the closest teenager. His green hand touched the boy on his shoulder as he called out again, begging as tears gently ran down his face, "Stop, please! You're hurting him and he hasn't done anytihng to you!"

The boy looked back at the namekian and shrugged his shoulder in an attempt to free himself from Probitas' touch. THe first try didn't work, so the boy turned and shoved the green Ambassador down with a huge palm to the chest, "Get off me, you peice of goblin shit!"

The innocent namek hit the ground with a huge thus. His posteirior filled with pain, but Probitas as sure the rocks huty the cat a lot more. He pushed himself to his feet and looked to the bully once more, readying another protest to get them to cease their assault. THe quartet had actually turned their attention on him though.

Probitas could see the anger and hatred in their eyes and hatred in their eyes. Whether it was toward him or Squeaky, he wasn't sure. Either way, the young namek still couldn't understand or process why they would have such a malice in their hearts when the kitty, nor himself, hadn't done anything to deserve such a reaction.

"well, we;;, if it it isn't the defication and regurgitation of a puss filled goblin. " It was the leader of the four who spoke up with his taunts once again. "What makes you think you're allowed in this park??!?!?!"

Probitas was ready for aggression, but unsure how to answer the question. He looked around at the eyes on the situation and had seen many of the kids here on previous visits. He had enjoyed a few laughs with some of them and no one had any previous issues with him being there. THeir eyes weren't full of darkness, but instead, were simply filled with confusion and worry.

The young namek looked back to the leader and threw his arms up in a shrug," My friends asked me to come and play."

"Play? Friends? Ha! THey aren't your friends. THey just pretend to be because they have to. THey don't want to get on Lady Tsunade;s bad side, is all. Sorry to bust your bubble, you green freack show, but no one wants you here!"

The boys words were harsh, but Probitas couldn't beleive them. He had friends, he knew. Still, the words hurt as if it was a fear of his. If tears were not already running down his face, they definatley would have been now. The young namek could not find defiant words to defennd himself though, so he simply turned his cheek.

The bully noted it and continued withhisjeering, "Crying because its true? Face the facts, you product of orc inbreeding, Your own father doesn't even want you. THat's why he abandonned you! Lady Tsunade only gave you the title of Ambassador because she felt bad for you. Your peice of shit father paid her to take you off his hands"

THe bot was interuppted by a loud, ' SQUEAK', followed by a rapid succesion of 'squee-squeak-squee-squea- squea-squeak'.