This is getting to be too easy. I swear, humans just get stupider and stupider. Two of them go into an abandoned house, with those flashlight things, probably trying to scare each other. They do it all the time. The lights don't even work, making it the perfect hunting ground for me. I watched as they crept down the hall, crouching together as though it would protect them. A male and a female, I believe, but it is hard to tell. Humans all look the same.
"Let's split up," the taller one said, "I'll look around upstairs. See if I see any ghosts." He shoved the other shorter one with longer hair.
"Okay," she conceded (I'm sure it's a she now), "But if I scream, you better come running."
"Sure, sure," he replied, and turned back. The girl continued on alone, never turning back. The boy, on the other had, switched between looking forward and backward, so nothing could sneak up behind. I'll go after him second, he'll be much more entertaining. But first, her. I sped up right behind the human. I almost wished she would turn around, this was becoming so mundane. But, no such luck. I touched her, and she went back, to about the fourth century, I would have to guess. A female wearing pants in that time would cause approximately this much energy, but it tends to be hit and miss. For all I know, she could've gone back to the 1800s. But she did do me one last favor. She dropped her flashlight, and it landed with a loud crash that echoed through the entire building.
"Maria?" I heard the other call, "Are you okay?" Of course there was no reply.
"I'm coming down. Maria?" Excellent. I hid in the shadows, and cover my eyes. I heard him enter the room.
"Maria? Where are you? Seriously, this isn't funny." He picked up the flashlight. I fluctuated the energy fields around them, causing the lights to flicker. He hit one against his leg.
"Heh, stupid thing," he muttered, trying to blow it off as nothing unusual, but his voice grew higher. Suddenly, things shifted. He was now two feet in front of me, rather than in the middle of the room. He must have seen me. But he blinked. I smiled and looked up. Things shifted again. I heard him running, yelling for Maria to get out. I followed after him. He must have looked back a couple times, because it didn't fit perfectly together, like one of those cube paintings humans seem to like. He tripped and skidded, rolled so that when he stopped, he was on his back, facing me. I found I could still move. He was holding his hands out in front of him, his eyes shut, bracing himself for my attack. But I stopped.
He was beautiful, I didn't have to be a human to see that. Face like an angel. I nearly laughed. I would know. One thing that had always puzzled me about the humans was how they were more than one color. This one had light skin, but dark hair. Also, humans had little hairs framing their eyes. I'd never seen the inside of their eyes. I now found myself wondering about this human's. Hm... peculiar.
I left. I just let him leave. It was too easy, him cowering there. I didn't need it. That's why I let him go. Or at least, that's what I told myself.