My ONLY Evil Villain Protagonist. :D

A Poster read my story and said something like,"I didn't like your story. Your Protagonist is one of the most EVIL Villains I have ever read. He's just plain nasty.

That was the point, my Evil Protagonist Villain is supposed to be not likeable. Andy from Cake Cream comes pretty close(Andy tried to sell out Axl for $1,000 and stole 4
1.6 Billion from Jimmy, James, Billy, and Mike)but Andy is actually more of a Deuteragonist than a Protagonist . Axl is actually the Sole Protagonist. ;)

Here it is, my ONLY Evil Villain Protagonist! :D

My friend Bobby and I were hiking around in the woods, and I decided to go my own way for a while without telling him. I wanted to have fun and explore the woods by myself for a change. After two hours, I was done hiking around, and it was now dusk. I found myself lost in the woods, and I found lions approaching me, looking at me hungrily, licking their chops.

"No please," I said aloud, tears falling down my face, knowing I was going to be digested into their stomachs soon. I weakly tried to run, but I tripped, and the Lions fast approached me, baring their teeth. "Oh my God," I thought, scared as they began clawing at me through my clothes. Suddenly, rocks were thrown at the Lions, and they painfully roared, and limped away, bleeding.

I looked up, and saw Bobby. "Bobby, you saved my life," I told him, gratefully.

"Alex, you're welcome," He told me, smiling teasingly. "We're best friends. I just hope you learned your lesson not to wander off on your own in the woods."

"I sure did," I told him.

We walked a long while later. It was now completely dark, and a pack of wolves was now approaching us, baring their teeth, ready to eat us. We begun to run full force, and the wolves ran after us, ready to make us their meal! We were sweaty and our adrenaline was pumping full force. I didn't want to die! I was only 20!

I pushed Bobby into the pack of wolves. I wanted to save myself "Noooooooo!" Bobby cried inhumanely as they eagerly dragged him in closer and they hungrily begun clawing at him. He reached his hand out for me to save him, and I ran fully away from him, ignoring his screams of terror.

I looked back, and saw the wolves hungrily devouring Bobby. They were ripping his flesh, eating him alive. Bobby's face was twisted in a painful grimace as he begun to die. After making Bobby their dinner, they were full and satisfied, and walked away from Bobby. I looked at the remains of Bobby's body and turned away, and kept walking.

I was glad I saved myself, but begun to feel like sobbing, knowing I had fed my friend to wolves to save myself. I tried to rationalize my actions by saying to myself, "You had to do what you did to save your life."

I walked a little more, and a nasty thought came unwanted into my head. "Bobby never would have fed you to wolves." A little tear fell down my face, and I continued walking, aimlessly.