posted on Oct, 8 2007 @ 05:59 PM
Only a silver sliver of the moon shone weakly through dense dark clouds, diffused even more by the overhanging branches. The wind had died suddenly
in the last few minutes and Chris could smell the approaching storm, ozone and damp, dank earth. The sounds of the night had also ceased as though
sucked upwards into the heavens by some great intake of breath.
"Maybe God is watching", thought Chris to himself, an evil grin contorting his features.
He had short blond hair and pixie like ears, a long thin face, pointed nose and a wide slit like mouth. Tall and wiry he resembled an awkward cross
between a human and a praying mantis, Chris liked that description, he had always been treated like some kind of insect growing up and it seemed
somehow appropriate that he should resemble one.
Though he didnt look it he was strong, more than one bully had learnt that the hard way growing up. He was cruel too and without mercy. All of these
things Chris new about himself and coveted it. He knew it, and now so did she.
He could hear her clumsily crashing through the underbrush, she had stopped screaming at least. It was no fun when they screamed, he wanted to hunt
them down, to track them using his senses. The screamers were the worst, it made it too easy to follow them through the forest in the dead of night.
"Hmmm, now she's gone quiet", he smiled again. "This ones smarter than the others".
"Where are you hiding my lovely" he whispered into the night.
Ears pricked for the slightest tell tale sign of her hiding spot, Chris lowered himself to the ground and slithered forward on his belly, as silent as
a snake, and just as deadly. Beneath the lowest bushes he crept, careful not to make a sound. He smelt her before he heard her whimper. She was the
lighter outline of shadow huddled against the trunk of a tree only metres away, turned ever so slightly away from him. She was watching back the way
she had run, never thinking that he may have circled around.
Licking his lips ever so slightly he moved forward once again, moving now on fingers and toes only, his torso raised just above the earth, ready to
She turned when he was only a few feet away, he had exhaled purposefully onto her neck, he needed her to know she was about to die. The scream that
escaped from her mouth lasted only a second before his hands wrapped themselves around her beautiful pale throat.
She fell backwards into the brush and Chris fell on top her, pinning her frantic struggles beneath his lithe form. The arousal came quickly this time,
the blood rushed like a torrent through his body, flooding him with ecstasy. His back arched in triumph, his fingers clamped ferociously about her
throat as her struggles began to slowly cease and he felt the life leave her fragile frame. He lay atop her lifeless body for an hour or so, spent,
Then as the sun reached it's slim fingers of gold above the horizon he began to feast. His first bite into her throat was tentative until the warm
liquid reached the back of his mouth, then he began to tear at the flesh in a frenzy, sucking at the torn and ripped skin.
Sated now he sat next to her ravaged body, her lifes blood smeared across his face and down his chest when he saw the cockroach scuttle up her leg
across her chest and into the hole he had made within her. He waited for a moment before quickly reaching into her throat with his claw like hand and
pulling the squirming insect out. Without hesitation he placed the filthy creatures head within his mouth and bit it off and swallowed, then placed
its headless body on the ground and watched it run wildly about.
He laughed and laughed until he thought he might stop breathing, then the humour of it all washed away just as quickly as it had begun. He reached
down and picked up the wriggling decapitated body of the roach and placing it reverently again within his mouth bit down hard and sucked at the bitter
juices contained within, then swallowed it whole.
He waited to vomit, but this time the nausea didnt come.
"Yes", he felt like screaming, at last they had allowed him to keep their flesh. He felt it even now, the cells of the tiny creature interacting
with his own, its hungry thoughts forming symbiotically within his mind.
"Hello Chris, how are you today".
"Oh good thanks Annie, and you".
"Aww you know, same #, different day".
"Yeh, i know what you mean", Chris licked his lips nervously,"what can i get you today".
Annie smiled to herself, she was so good at this game she sometimes felt sorry for the poor guy's she played with.
"I was just looking Chris, i dont have any money until pay day, you know how it is".
"Ohh, yeh sure, well i could always let you have something on credit, if you like".
"Really, you are such a sweet heart Chris". It really was too easy thought Annie, especially the geeky ugly guy's.
to be continued next post
[edit on 8/10/07 by mojo4sale]