Kahl turned to the screen to see what was so alarming and upsetting her Master Kushna so much. . His security clearance gave him unlimited specialized TV access because of his job at the "Homeland Security Group" or HSG, allowing him 24/7 worldwide news feeds. Unlike most of the sheeple population, he was able to watch news stories that were heavily censored by the U.S. media. On the screen was the gory scene of a girl's half naked body being dragged through the dusty, dirty street of some god-forsaken village by a rope tied to her broken and mutilated ankle.

"This is fucking bullshit! FUCK YOU AZUBUIKE!" As a trained soldier and special agent assassin, he itched to get his hands on the monsters who would commit such atrocities. The "monster" in his bed, the Gargirl who spewed lankar and frothed and had clawlike hands, suddenly seemed far more human than most of the so-called humans in the world.

"Who ees dees Azubuike you speak of, Dan Kushna?" Kahl asked.

"He's the self appointed asshole leader in southern Kenya in the Mombassa area. In African, "Azubuike", means "He has much strength." Apparently this turd feels like a strong man, a big man, when attacking a young helpless girl who merely wanted to do good and help others. These are the types of mother fuckers that I told you about."

Kahl watched the screen closely, but did not respond.

"Where are you going?" Kushna asked as Kahl suddenly and oh so quietly got up and began to put on her rag- tag, weird gothic styled lingerie.

"Watch dee news in a day or two, Dan Kushna" . The Gargirl walked into the living room.

"What do you mean, Kahl? Where are you going?" Kushna asked as struggled to put his boxer shorts back on.

"What the fuck?" he said as he saw no signs of the hot little demon tailed creature anywhere. "Where'd you go Kahl?" She had vanished, leaving him all alone in the quiet of his darkened bedroom.