Home sweet home. [rated T for possible language and possible death.]

fang was on a tower. He loved england. He grew up here for one thing. It was actually intact. As far as he knew there were no watchers and no rebels here. wait never mind fang is a watcher. He sat on the tower looking down he made some food. He loved this tower. Did I mention that already? Best sight best comfort. Most hybrids here were pathetically stupid. They fell in his pits and walked into a spear that had blood on the point. Pathetic. They smell food they go zombie. fang laid down on the roof and closed his eyes. he got a idea from a friend oko. fang meditated.