Snippet #2718711

Cayson stood there a moment taking everything in. He hadn't a slightest clue what was going on. Everyone started to run in one direction when he slowed to a stop to see a golden dog like thing. Hisself in the pickle suit appeared out of nowhere. "You know, you shouldn't stand there. It is most likely going to kill you and then who will Taja have to protect her? Maybe you never could in the first place since, you know, she is missing."

He rolled his eyes and ran to where everyone went, or so where he thought everyone went. He was about to get to the screaming man when that weird version of him appeared. "I know you like protecting people, right? So how about this, I will give you something great in exchange for something. It could be anything you like, but it has to be worth some kind of value." His weird self kept dancing as he talked. "Like my legs or something?" Cayson asked it.

"That will do." Pickle him smiled, next thing he knew Cayson was screaming in pain as his legs turned into carbon stone. "What the hell happened to my legs?!" He screamed. "I did you a favor, plus I advise you to go save the one person that can kill you all." He said point to the girl and a guy who was now facing the large dog. "How in the world am I going to fight that thing?" He was freaking out.

"Manipulate some of the carbon in your legs. I mean, I gave you something pretty cool, I suggest you use it." Pickle him said. He tried thinking and before he knew it a small amount if his leg, nothing too noticeable, started to shape as a whip. He held it and looked at Pickle him. "What does a whip do? Pickle him asked. "Keep them at bay." He said before running and screeching to a halt in front of them. He swing his whip around him, hoping he didn't him them, and snapped it at the angry golden dog. He jumped back a couple feet, but at least it backed up some away from the girl. "Are you two just going to stand there or are you going to freaking do something?!" He yelled.