Tales From October Volume II

"Noooooooo" And Tykyn screamed as the pain of the electricity shooting through his body felt like a million ants biting his entire body.

"Ah, music to my ears strordinaire, music to my ears."

"You heartless bastard, you won't get away with this. I'll break free of this and then we'll see just how you like being on the other end."

"You will eh? I think not strordinaire, your futile struggle against the beam gave me great information about your capabilities so no, you will not escape on your own. And being the lone strordinaire of this new age, no help will come. You are mine to do with as I please."

"Aaarrrggghhhhhhhh! If you think this is over Streede, it isn't. Not by a long shot."

"No strordinaire, it isn't. But I think I will stop shooting electricity through your body, I don't want to kill you just yet."

Thus that is what he did
As no the net
Did not not need to be
A full on pain to kill
And could just be instead
A terrible cage
To hold an enemy in

"I've already come back from death once Streede, so I'm not afraid of it in the least."

Now such an admission
To the likes of Tchuudyn
Was harmless enough
Yet not the same
To the keener minds
Like Streede himself

"Oh really? Well, that's very interesting strordinaire, very interesting indeed."

And Streede but smiled
The smile of a man
By knowledge intrigued
Which oh so not
Was good for Tykyn
Oh not at all