AN/Disclaimer. I own no part of Re:monster. This story is utterly brutal, sick, twisted, and vile. Rape, Murder, Gore, Nature. Elephants rape and murder rhinos... I want to make this story twisted from the start.

The world is a viscous and cruel place. My story is going to push limits.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter here.

P.S. I wrote this chapter to a beachboys soundtrack.

Re:Nature Part 1

Somewhere in the Texas hill country...

Jake was having a good time. On Friday, he had gone to visit a friend who lived in a homeless camp in the woods. Seeing the drugs and party atmosphere of free love with weed and shrooms growing wild, he decided to stay the weekend.

After an ounce of ganja, 5 gs of mushrooms, uncountable beers... He decided to take a homeless girl home with him.

Drunk as a skunk on a Sunday night, getting a drivers seat blow-job while doing 105 in a 65, Jake died.

After a bit of consideration, Krishna decided on an animal that would be a fair reincarnation for the life lived.

Jake's soul was too inebriated to understand.

In another world, a world of swords, sorcery and monsters, an animal gave birth.

Day One

I felt writhing bodies beneath me. The smooth and hairless moving flesh seemed to be my only source of warmth. My eyes wouldn't open. Blind and with an insane amount of hunger, all I could do is squeal and try to hug close to the heat.

An eternity passed as I shivered and cried.

I felt so confused. The last thing I remembered was getting head... and crashing. Then some squid armed freak started talking while I stared at in. Then this... Hell.

A greater heat drew near. I crawled my way to the heat. An instinct drove me to put something in my mouth and I began to suck. All I could hear were muffled squeaks.

Day 5

I continued drinking milk and trying to figure out what was going on around me. It seemed to be a pattern of squealing and drinking. Thinking and sleeping.

I could barely move. I was always cold. My surrounding siblings dug little claws into me. I was an animal. A newborn animal. I cried myself to sleep. Like a baby, I could do nothing but wail in in little squeaks, suckle, and sleep.

Day 20

I awoke to very loud squeals. I was used to the squeals of my siblings by now, but something was making them squeal loud enough to wake me up. I felt desperate to see what was happening.

A strange new scent was in the air, Like my milk-giver but different. I tried to open my eyes, but it hurt too much. I heard one of my siblings begin to shriek in pain.

After redoubling my efforts, I managed to open my eyes.

I stared, shocked.

My... sister was being fucked. A massive stoat stood holding her hairless and pink blind body in it's massive claws. It's arm motions had the little pink body of my sister rising and falling on front of the stoat's crotch over and over.

All I could do was stare.

It was massive compared to the tiny little newborn it was fucking. Far larger than me. Even if I could do something to stop the massive monster, I wouldn't have. My sister was an animal condemned to this hell the same as I.

For all I know, she is the soul of John Wayne Gacy or Hitler.

Another stoat made an appearance through the entrance of our burrow with a snarl. The scent of my milk-giver wafted to me.

The giant dropped my sister to the dirt floor and turned to face my mother.

Too slow!

My mothers teeth dug into the male's neck before he could react. He started to claw at her face. She rolled in the air by hopping, ripping a gaping hole into the stoats neck.

As my mother backed off for another bite, a few short spurts of bleed shot into the air from the males torn artery. She jumped at his throat and rolled again. A torrent of blood coated my face and eyes, burning and stinging.

I was temporarily blind again.