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There I was, jumping through the roofs, looking for my prey... Foolish humans, thinking that they're the world's masters... Fools.
Ok... what the hell happened with all those preys? Why can't I just find one good enough? Maybe the night isn't one good for hunting... The moon isn't too bright, so I must rely on those "lamp-post" to see far. Guess I won't have anything to eat today...
Oh! What's that? By the smell... female, young... good! They meat are tastier. Now, she's coming right under me... Don't know what to do... a quick kill or a chase?... Yes, a chase would be better... I haven't hunted something in a while...
I jump right in front of her.... Ah! I love the frightened look in a prey's face. She's small... But I think I'll be full for some time...
She starts to run! HA! Fun time started! Because it's 3 A.M. I won't lose my prey to a "cop" or any other human. Jumping through streets and alleys, I follow the girl. I smell fear... I love that smell.
HA! Fool girl! Entered in my domain! Why those humans run to parks and groves to run from us? Even in those crappy movies it's always the same thing... Wow. She's pretty agile for a human. Better! I like a when they run! My last "hunt" wasn't fun. The lad just froze in place. I just ripped his throat and ate him... Not even a run...
Oh, my prey found a small cabin... It'll be a clichê but I'll do it. I bust through the door. She think she can hide from me? Let me see... Ah, the wardrobe. I just rip the doors open and find the girl sitting on the floor, scared to death... How she should be. I'm not a beautiful sight. 10,5 feet full of muscle, fur and claws. Giant jaws with 2 inch fangs... Yeah, she should be scared...
She try to drag away from me... Just like I like. Having a better sight of my dinner, I can see that she's a blonde, 18 years old or so... I'm starting to drool and... Hey! What's that smell? She... she pissed herself! I let out a laugh, but it sounds more like a bark, and she's frightened now. I can FEEL her dread! And how I love it!
Ok, I should stop scaring the hell out of my prey so she won't have a heart attack or something like that. Oh! She's saying something... "Leave... leave me a-alone!" She whisper... Ah... That's great! Since I can't lose my food anymore, I thing I should play with my dinner!
While we can't SPEAK in our feral form, we can growl things out. So I just growl a "Why" out. She ever stopped breathing for a moment! That's fantastic! Recovering from her shock, she says: "B-because I d-don't want t-to die..." I laughed again. Just funny. I only 'say' "Hungry... you, food". And with that, I lunged at her.
Because she gave me a good hunt, I won't make her suffer anymore. I have to say: to a human, she's kinda cute. And I don't like to make cute preys suffer. Not much. With a powerful bite in the neck, I kill her instantaneously. Now, I howl to the moon outside, thanking her for the food and starts to eat... That was a good hunt!



That's it! My first English fiction. What do you guys think? MAYBE I can make some other fictions... Just give me some ideas and I think I can make something out... My mind needs some relieve... And writing is good for the mind.
Phblood... out!