A/N: One of those things I wrote when I was bored.

Anger. It is an emotion that can be dangerous. It is all too easy to muster, and requires more effort than most people have on their own to rid themselves of the burden. It is infamous for causing damage, however lightly it treads through the situation. Anger, coupled with jealousy, makes one human. It has been the death of millions throughout the history of mankind.

In this current period in time, one man was preoccupied with the sensation of anger. It pulsed through his veins, causing the ropes that were bound tightly around his ankles and wrists to tighten and force more pain upon his already weakened body. His blackened eyes watched the figure that was standing in front of the metal cage. His own external prison and his personal guard.

"Let me tell you," he said pompously. "I feel pretty damn important getting you as my guard."

The guard kicked the cage and smirked as it rocked back and forth a bit. "Shut up, you...you..." The guard's eyes wandered about the damp cavern they were in as he searched for an accurate word. "You beast! Yeah! That'll work fine."

The man sighed. "How stupid are you?" he asked rhetorically.

The guard, obviously proving the man's point, glared down at him. "What d' you mean by that?"

"Exactly," the man said, laughing lightly. "What is your rank?"

"Rank?" the guard responded, thinking about this. "I haven't been assigned a rank."

"Then you have no idea why you are guarding me, do you?"

"None," the guard responded, somewhat disheartened.

"Okay. I'm going to explain this to you. I'm here, because I have a task."

"A task?" the guard asked, now curious.

"Yes. A very important task, in fact," the man responded. He had a certain persuasive ability with words. This man was a simpleton, and would be very easy to work with.

"What is this task?" the guard asked as he kneeled down to get closer to the man's level.

"Well, it is confidential. I'm afraid I cannot divulge these secrets to you."

"Oh," the guard said, lowering his eyes to the ground.

"But that's only because you are at such a low rank. If you were a higher-ranking officer, then I might be able to tell you."

"Well, that makes sense," he responded, nodding a little.

"I'm not supposed to do this," he said, leaning in close. He shifted his eyes back and forth, and whispered, "But I can get you to a higher rank. Right now."

"Right now?"

"Right now."

"What would I have to do for this?"

"Let me out."

"Okay," the guard responded as he began to reach for the keys. His hand stopped. "Wait. How do I know you're not just tricking me?"

"I'm not," the man responded simply.

"You're not?"

"I'm not."

The guard just nodded and smiled as he unlocked the cage. The man got out and smiled at the guard. He took the other's hand and shook it firmly. "Thank you... What is your name, by the way?"

"Robert," the guard said happily. "Yours?"

"Doesn't matter," the man said simply. Before the guard could react and inquire further, he suffered a strong punch to his gut, launching him towards the wall. The man just put a scowl back on. "I hate smiling," he said as he walked out of the cave.