A Hunt

As I prowl the ebon night, I hear the throb of my prey's heart. The acrid stench of fear fills the air as I approch my evening meal. In a quivering voice my prey stutters out: 'Wwwhat do you want from me?' I actually find that this question amuses me. After all it has been quite awhile since I have had prey that actually had the nerve at this point to put together a coherant thought; much less ask it of me. 'I see that you have some backbone to you for one that traffics in human misery, and deception.' I reply. He than has the gall to think that he can buy his way out of being my meal. ' Heey maan I can get ya some of whatever you need man; money, drugs, broads anything man. all ya got to do is tell me and I'll get it.' I appear to consider this scums offer, after all it has been a long time since I have gotton this much enjoyment out of one such as this.

I smile toothely at him making sure he sees my canine enlongating. ' Well you see scumbag all I need from you is a simple thing. You see I saw what you did to that little one back there. All you need do is ...' I pause a moment for effect; as well as to watch the sweat roll down his face. 'return what you took from her.' He then relizes there is no way out for him other than to try to flee. His eyes dart from my face to each side and back as he tries to decide what to do. I decide to have mercy on his overtaxed brain, and end his indecision. With my hand I grab his throut and lift him from the ground where he was sprawled. As I choke the life from him I look back to the wreck he left behind. I pity the young one that crossed this ones path before I did. She is still lieing where he raped her slowly coming back around. I relize if I am not to cause her any more trauma I must end this. With a quick jerk of my wrist I snap his neck with a wet pop. I then cut open his neck and poor his blood into my "blood bag" for later. I then move stealthly away as to not gather any attention to myself has she sits up wobbly, and tries to peer into the darkness around her. A few moments later I hear her shrill scream come tearing out of her throat. I worry about her state, after all for everything else that has happened to her this night she could very well think that she killed the scumbag back there.